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AND I might my upload schedule by half a day... Whoops...", "writing": "I had somehow known from the beginning that he had been something special for me. But that it could take on such proportions and that we could have so much fun together? Oh... Hello... Uhmmm... I?m Rainbow Dash... Or... I WAS Rainbow Dash... However, the story began when I still was. At the very beginning, I wasn?t even able to do anything at all, let alone see, feel or even be. In fact, I wasn?t even supposed to exist in the first place... But as a once small play figure, over time I had received by far the biggest and best gift anyone, especially myself, could ever receive. And it had all started when he had taken me out of my packaging and held me in his hands. Something seemed to have happened to me there. Apparently, he was so excited about me that I could even share in it. That was how it had all started, but it wouldn?t stay that way for very long. But for the time being, I could at least be aware of my immediate surroundings. I was still motionless and couldn?t even see anything in front of me. Instead, I was able to perceive some things slightly, but with time even more clearly:\n\nI could feel myself on something, standing on all fours. I could also feel a number of things around me, but they hadn?t been important to me and weren?t going to be. However, I could clearly feel some things directly in front of me: I could feel a special warmth coming from there. It gave me the particular feeling that my perception had given me in the first place. Every now and then I would experience this feeling completely, along with a comforting and even enveloping warmth, when I was taken to it and felt like I was in heaven... Even with just my pure sensation, it was enough to fill me with such a flood of joy that I didn?t need or want anything else. However, I wasn?t always in the exact environment that I wanted to be in, to hide in and to immerse myself in. Nevertheless, I knew that it was still not very far away from me and very close to me. And no matter how many more times it will happen, I will continue to be delighted by it... And somehow, every time I received this treatment, I was not only able to perceive so much more in and around me, but I even got one thing: my view of my world:\n\nI saw him in front of me, in front of his computer, sitting in his armchair. I only realized all this much later, when I got to know more about his world. And even he might not be very interesting or even special to others. Nevertheless, he was for me, as I began to feel so much for him as well as about him. I still couldn?t move, but I could see him, which only made all my feelings that much greater and better... Especially when he let his eyes wander over to me and gave me his warm smile. Deep inside me, I felt my heart begin to beat louder. He saw me. And I saw him. I liked him. And he liked me... The feelings that built up inside me became so powerful that I?m sure parts of me even started to move... I could feel it behind me, my tail wagging back and forth joyfully. I could not only feel it, I could see it as I looked back at myself and even saw it in front of my eyes. Yes, I could truly move my body, though it was everything but my legs. Accordingly, I had remained firmly anchored to his table, which still didn?t bother me. Not only did I know that the time would come, but that I would also get a very specific chance...\n\nAnd this chance that I began to want started right there, when I noticed something completely different coming from him: A somewhat very special warmth along with its respective scent. I saw him sitting, operating his computer with one hand and starting to do something on himself with the other. He rocked slightly back and forth in front of himself. And the longer and the more I saw of it in front of me, the more I smelled it from him: his special scent. I didn?t know what he was doing, whether on himself or on his computer. I was still unable to move. But whatever was happening in front of me, it seemed to do something to me that made me want not only it, but also him even more... Suddenly he stopped short and reached his respective computer hand to something else standing next to me, took some of it and brought it down to himself under his table. He had definitely done something to himself there, which he now had to fix. And after he had finished, he seemed to put it behind his chair as well as into something else, which I could clearly hear but not see what it was... However, it wouldn?t be that long before I began to know not only that, but so much more at the same time...\n\nI hadn?t paid attention to how much time had passed after his respective actions, but after some time I was again taken into his hands as well as held by him... And that had even been a very special point for me. Whatever else he had done with his one hand, with which he even stroked me, I could clearly smell it. And even though a lot of time had passed, I could still smell it clearly. It smelled excellent and had something about it that only made my senses and my feelings go into overdrive. And while I was being stroked by him and his lingering scents continued to enter my nose, I leaned and cuddled his respective hand just to get more of it... What I only realized a little later, however, was the fact that I could now move completely in his hands. He even let me lie down completely on the hand that he had done certain things to himself. I licked his hand myself and then even got a clear taste of the particular thing that he had previously wiped off his hand, but which still remained on it. And I did just about everything I could to lick out every last bit of it...\n\nHe seemed to have realized how fascinated I was becoming with him and how I could now move completely on his hand. Because not another second later, I came back to myself when I could clearly smell a very familiar scent again. And the increased closeness only made the intensity and warmth radiating from it even more influential, even deep inside me. I then looked up at him and not only noticed his familiar warming smile, but also saw his slightly dreamy gaze towards me. The same thing happened to me as the scent began to make me more and more hazy. It didn?t even take long for it to intensify again, which it did several times, but in different ways: Before that, it continued to grow stronger and stronger, as if the source of it directly behind as well as below me was now being revealed by him. Then slowly but surely, I was lowered onto him, so that I was not only lowered onto his chest and onto his shirt and slid down it, but I then came closer and closer to the respective something, which began to do all the wondrous things to me at the respective moment. I was in a dream world in a waking state. And it was right next to me...\n\nThe warmth and the respective scent became more and more intense the closer I got to the big something, which I could feel directly behind me. But then I noticed how it not only pulled away from me briefly once, but then moved closer to me again. However, the pressing itself happened much more as if not only it, but also the big something behind me wanted to give me everything I wanted to do with it and have from it. I turned around with great difficulty and saw it right in front of me, something that was the same color as his hands, arms and face, if not a little more reddish... And having it right in front of me only made me get more of it: The intense warmth radiating from it as well as all of the wondrous scents on as well as deep inside me. Behind me, my tail wagged, but couldn?t do so much because there wasn?t enough room. However, there had been enough space for something to unfold freely: My wings. I spread them out and almost let them flutter gently in time with my wagging. But these were all things that I only noticed at first. But as soon as I saw the source of my desire, all my focus shifted to it and I began to embrace it and hold it close to me...\n\nPutting my body and face against it only made me far warmer than I had already become because of it. I began to think so much more about it, to feel so much more about it. It was as if it was the true source of what had given me my life. And so, I did everything in my little power to thank him properly. Consequently, I began to use my whole body to caress it, hug it and love it as much as I could. I knew that it had been my only starting point, as it had been far too big everywhere else. However, his respective big something was just as big as I was, which was why I had had the best chance here. At least I did all this very slowly and gently. But somehow, over time, I felt like I had to do a lot more with it, because it hadn?t even come close to making up for everything that he?d given me so far. That?s why I started to play with it even more and a little faster. And from his twitching movements, I could definitely imagine that he really liked what I was doing to him here. And the more I liked it, the more I enjoyed it, which was why I only became more active with it...\n\nBut while I was doing all this to it, I saw it before my eyes as I wildly fiddled with it, how something was in it and how more and more was coming out at the tip. And as soon as I pulled something down on it, it happened again, but at the same time other and additional things also happened: It even seemed to be exactly where all the smells tended to come from. At the same time, I even felt something starting to ooze out of its opening. I instinctively climbed up to it, held on to it with my arms and legs and took the leaking something to myself. And that brought me the first bit of the one thing inside me, which made me feel welcome in that particular direction. However, that wasn?t even the real beginning of it happening to me, but the real beginning of me trying to want it even more. I did everything I could to draw even more of it out of it, wrapped my arms around this big something and even put my mouth over its opening to let it all go straight into me. It tasted incredibly good to me and I could even perceive and taste some things more and more clearly, even if they had been very faint in the background...\n\nBut then it happened: my mouth was explosively overfilled with something far more creamy than salty, gushing itself deep into my throat and made me reflexively swallow it all down. But as soon as I did, my head swung from the respective opening on his big something and gradually let it splash down on me in a high arc. I had just gotten my first taste of something truly special from him, which started to do all sorts of things deep inside me. But it didn?t harm me at all, it did the complete opposite: it warmed me from the inside out in a fabulous way that left me completely unable to move. But it wasn?t just on the inside, it was also on the outside. Both physically and sensually, I felt like I was in heaven, which was why I didn?t try to move at all. But even though certain parts of my body continued to do so even without my objection, it was only later that I realized that it would stay with me and that I could actually keep moving. However, it still took some time before I found myself again, as I was deeply immersed in it at the time, as well as buried in it, on my own initiative as well as fully willingly... Until \"it\" happened...\n\nSometime later, I truly came back to myself and not only had myself under control again, but was even able to actively continue acting normally... At least I wanted to, until I realized how I was now in something. My immediate world had now narrowed down considerably and I found myself in a transparent container whose lid was only loosely and almost completely closed... And when I saw it, I felt it even more clearly than around me: the cozy warmth together with the fragrant scent. Even though a lot of time had passed, it not only continued to have a long-lasting effect on me, but it only became more intense for me. Was that the reason why I was here now? He saw my inability to move as well as what his creamy something had done to me, brought me back to the table and sat me in here so that I could experience all of this even longer and enjoy it even more? This thought warmed me so much that I could feel my joy deep inside me take on such proportions, as if it wanted to burst my body as well as the container surrounding me... though it didn?t... But it already felt so good, as if I already knew what my actual life with him should look like...\n\nSomewhere around here I seemed to be able to move my arms and hands again as well as let them slide around on myself. The creamy something on me... It felt so incredibly good that I just wanted to have it on me even more. I literally rubbed it around on me, letting the dripping pearly white goo of pleasure slime around on me. Even if it didn?t really become more, it still happened in my mind and only made me want it even more. But when it went down on me... As soon as I saw it start to pile up on and around me underneath me, I tried to bring it all back up to me... But as soon as I tried it right in front of me, I felt a tremendous tingling sensation right between my legs. Even though I was completely unaware of what it was and why, I couldn?t help but run my hands down there and fiddle with myself... Not only did I begin to realize how the creamy something there was starting to do something to me, but it only made it worse when I even let it press into me as well as work into me. I thought I even remembered that I liked it so much and it made me moan out loud in my container. That?s how much I started to want it...\n\nA short time later, I came back to myself and saw him looking over at me right in front of me. I could just imagine how dreamy, playful and also creamy I was looking at him. I noticed how I could see him rocking around in his chair again and also looking at me again, slightly dreamily... I stopped and not only stood up as a result, but carefully walked to the edge of the transparent container and began to long for exactly what had gotten me into all this in the first place... But not only did I get to see a delighted smile from him, but also his subsequent reaction, which made me see his big something in front of my eyes, which he held with one hand and even prepared for me, while he took my container and took it a lot more obligingly. I saw him rubbing himself more and more quickly and taking the lid off the container. I thought it was a shame that all the warmth and cozy scents that were all around me would now then escape from the container. But at the same time, I also knew that I would get it all back a short time later, if not a lot more. And his increasingly wild rubbing made him rock back and forth more and more, which I only noticed even more in the container. I didn?t care. The main thing was that I got his cream...\n\nHe became more and more ready and even began to aim at me. I myself couldn?t wait any longer, stretched my arms out towards it and at the same time opened my mouth as wide as I could... And just as suddenly as it had happened before, it had happened here too: His creamy pleasure shot purposefully into my mouth as well as deep down my throat, which I greedily swallowed it all in. As a result, I was no longer ready for the second and all the other projectiles that came spraying down on me, leaving me truly drenched in it. It not only warmed me from the inside, but also from the outside... But this time it worked much better... Was it the container around me that made everything around me become much more tangible and stay that way? I felt it splash down on me several times and drip down on me... It was as if I was being caressed as well as embraced by it, wherever it was on me or inside me. And the more I got, the less I started to move... I wanted to be stuck in this moment and feel this particular experience permanently. It filled me with so much more joy that I really didn?t want or need anything else anymore. I only wanted his white pleasure, his seed...\n\nAs soon as I could no longer feel it coming down on me after a while, I knew how it had finished and found myself in my now white creamy world... I could no longer see anything as it had covered my eyes. But instead, I could feel everything very clearly on and around me. My senses had been reprogrammed and had become much more fixated on the creamy white mass. I could feel how widely and brightly I was now smiling and then began to move my arms, my hooves, again. I literally sat down in the white mass directly beneath me and let it warm my lower body. I reached down and gradually brought it back up to me. I really just wanted to have it all on my body, if not inside it. I just wanted to be covered in it, to consist of it. I was no longer sitting in the container but was completely inside the white mass. It gave me so much more that I lost myself in it more and more... And when I noticed how I could slowly open my eyes again, I saw myself in a white mist. And when I looked down at myself, all I could see were my pearly white arms, hands and hooves... That was exactly what I wanted...\n\nI drew the respective scent deep into my nose and noticed how it had hardly changed, if at all, over a long period of time. The container gave me exactly what I wanted from it: The exact same thing over and over again, completely unchanged, no matter how long it may have been since I was drenched in it. And I wanted it so much that I lay right into it, curled up in it and pulled it all on and towards me. I couldn?t help it because I really didn?t want anything else. My body, my mind and my soul were one with each other and my whole self only wanted what was abundantly and unchangeably around me. I felt my arms and legs moving more and more wildly around me, as if I wanted it so incredibly badly that even my whole self could no longer do anything with it. How could it even process all this when everything around me remained unchangingly intense? Everything remained incredibly fresh, from minute to minute without any change. Meanwhile, I was even rubbing myself like crazy, moaning loudly to myself and just kept going even after a single orgasm. I couldn?t stop and wanted more and more... I couldn?t control myself anymore and slowly lost myself completely in it...\n\nSuddenly I felt myself sinking into this white creamy joy. It was as if I was sinking into it completely or being washed into it from below... However, I could open my eyes in it and saw nothing but the white in front of me and around me. I was even floating in it... No... I was actually swimming in it and noticed how the surface was directly above me. I instinctively swam up to it and even came splashing out of it... But as soon as I reached the top, I no longer found myself in the container, but in a seemingly endless pearly white void... And everywhere around me, no matter where I looked, I saw the pearly white liquid surrounding me... When I realized it, I plunged back into it. My dream was coming true and I just wanted to make the most of it: I breathed in deeply, drawing everything deep into me and my body. After all, nothing came out of me when I breathed out, everything just kept coming deeper and deeper into me, the more and deeper I breathed it all in... And the more I did it and the more I carried it deep inside me, the more I felt better, more complete, truer to my actual self... Was that the real reason why I existed here? Was this what I was supposed to become?\n\nSuddenly I was woken from my dream by a loud voice and found myself in the container. The voice came from him, of course, who looked down at me with concern. He said that he had accidentally closed the lid completely... In any case, that was the reason why everything could stay so wonderful for so long and why I could have such a strange and wonderful dream... At the same time, it turned out that he still wanted to give me another cum shower, but didn?t want to do it to me anymore because he had gotten me a little too high on it... I literally begged him to do it to me anyway and was even amazed that I could hear my own voice for the first time and how it even sounded. I could even tell by looking at him that he had also been amazed... But that had also been the reason why I had persuaded him to do it with me again. Accordingly, he prepared himself once again to position me and my container neatly in front of him and then aim at me... But because of my wonderful dream, I remained sitting there, just stretched my head towards him with my mouth wide open and let it happen to me... At least I was able to get two loads from him...\n\nAfter he put me back, I not only began to revel even further in my full-body feeling, but even began to think hard about what the dream was trying to tell me... Did I really truly want it so much that all I wanted, or even should want, was to exist in it? Of course, it filled and warmed me in a special way, but somehow it didn?t feel like enough... It was almost as if I still had to do something... I remembered how I had found myself at his big something and had gotten my first glimpse of it... Was that what I had to do with him? But it was just as big as me! How could I ever make it up to him if I wasn?t big enough for him...? Maybe that was what the dream was trying to tell me? I needed a completely different form to approach the goal in question... I looked down at myself again and saw my arms, legs, lower body... Almost everything was now completely submerged in the pearlescent seed... I could no longer see my actual body color... More because I?m slowly but surely getting covered in it? Because I was slowly reaching the point where I wanted to be? Somehow, I couldn?t believe it, whether it was just my imagination or not: was I actually getting whiter and whiter, more and more seedy, better and better, truer and truer?\n\nSomehow, I felt as if time was racing past me in fast motion, because not only had I not been paying attention again, but my container had been taken from him again and moved over to him. I saw it as he lowered me to the ground again, as he prepared himself properly for me again... But somehow, I just kept wanting more. So much so, in fact, that I slowly but surely climbed out of my warm and welcome cum, looked up at him and let my arms reach up to him. He seemed to have seen this and even appeared to comply with my request, even though not a single word had been spoken between us. Instead, he took my container and set it down a little higher, but lower than his table before... But this increased proximity to his big something, which was then held out to me, only made me want it that much more, so that I jumped up and held on to the top edge of the container. I wanted to be as close to it as possible and get it all over me as well as inside me... And that?s what I got when he lowered it towards me. It was almost as if I was kissing its open tip with my mouth, even enveloping it and letting my tongue dance around it...\n\nBut as soon as I did, I already got it off: A whole load of his seed. It was all fired hard into me and my little body and suddenly filled me with it. However, I kept at it and only wanted more. And I didn?t just get it with every subsequent load, but also from the big something itself: it literally pushed it towards me as if it wanted to push me back into my container. Meanwhile, I continued to stay on the edge of the container and even pushed myself against it so that I could only get closer to him and his big something, only to really not miss any of it. This went so far that not only did I get the entire tip of his big something stuffed directly into my mouth, but I even started to hold on to it. Every squirt, no matter how deep inside me, filled me even more with the wonderfully warming gloop. And as I was only getting everything pumped into me from the front, it wasn?t long before I could feel a bubbling sensation coming out of me directly behind me. But I didn?t worry about it because it was in my container... All the cum was mine and mine alone no matter what...\n\nI no longer knew what had happened in between, but I only remembered one thing a short time later: I was once again in my sealed container and found myself sitting in an even thicker and increased amount of cum. And even with my eyes open, I could barely see my own body. Everything was just white underneath me, as if I was completely inside it. Even the smell of it was so incredibly close and strong, as if I had received the freshest and best bit of his seed that I could ever have... But I knew it was only partly true: a small part of it was old, whereas the biggest part was new. And yet everything felt exactly the same on and around me. And as soon as I pulled my arms up towards me, I saw how this cum not only tried to cling to it, but lifted out of its slurry underneath me and became so deeply slimy... I moved my lower body and felt the exact same thing there too. However, I could only feel it there, as all the seed was sloshing around me. I was completely covered in it underneath, buried in it even, with only the top half of it sticking out... I had so much on, around and in front of me... But it still wasn?t good enough for me...\n\nI instinctively went down to the bottom with my front hooves and started to rub myself there again. And as soon as I touched myself there, I not only felt it there, but also everywhere else, what was buried in the cum, how it all began to tingle on me there. I had felt this feeling before. But this time it was even more intense... I couldn?t help but do something else in addition to rubbing myself: I started to simply push the bulky gloop directly into my insides. Not only did it seem almost like what I had previously gotten directly into and through my mouth, but it was almost similar to what I was now starting to do on myself: I took some of the gloop and began to nibble on it with relish... It not only warmed me up at both ends, but also made me feel the tingling sensation not only there on it, but also deep inside it. And it wasn?t just the feeling itself that was good for me, but also the taste. I couldn?t stop and did just about everything in my power to get all the cum inside me. I didn?t care if some of it was still deep inside me and made me feel really full to the brim, I just couldn?t stop myself from realizing my own dream...\n\nSuddenly I came amazingly hard and thought I even realized how it had felt deep inside me: it was exactly like what I had gotten from him before, when he let his seed from his big something fire deep into my little body. However, it wasn?t what I got, but more a reaction to what I wanted and what I was doing to myself now... The two merged together and only made me want to, should, must continue... I liked it... My body liked it... And as long as that was the case, I could continue with it undisturbed... As a result, I consumed ever larger quantities, and also took them deep inside me. I didn?t want to do anything else and nothing else happened to me. And the only thing I got as a result were my own resulting orgasms... And even all of this intensified the more of it I stuffed deep inside me, whether from above or below... It wasn?t long before I began to notice something else: I opened my eyes and saw not only how everything just stood even higher to me against the bulky masses. Even my field of vision to the front seemed a lot higher. I saw it... And I realized it... My dream... My imagination... The real me... I was close to achieving it...\n\nI then felt as if I had the dream I had before my eyes again: I was in an almost eternal endlessness of cum. This time, however, I stayed down there and took it all in as hastily and greedily as I could... I actively felt more comfortable in it and not only felt the accumulating warmth as well as intensifying tingling, but even moaned for a long time as well as continuously, in order to let my lust, which was ignited in it, expand more and more on and around me. And even while I was mentally in this endlessness, I continued to do the opposite of what I had done before: I kept going back into it. I wanted everything to be many times more on me than in me. I wanted everything... I needed everything... And this time I felt it very clearly inside me, like I could really take it all in. And I didn?t have to do anything other than what I was already doing: I just had to go deeper into it, let it all engulf me even more and more greedily, let myself merge fully with it as well as into it... Become one with it... Because that was not the only way I could realize my respective goal, but also make it come true...\n\nSuddenly I noticed how, in my motionless form, I could feel my tightly closed surroundings on and against me... First it had been in front on my hind hooves and legs, then I felt it directly behind me on my back... My suspicions were becoming more and more true. But that didn?t stop me from continuing in exactly the same way. I hunched, crouched and folded into myself to make myself all the more focused and concentrated. I still needed more before I could fully unfold. That?s why I went deeper and deeper, more and more and further and further into it, curled up closer, further and more clearly into myself and tried to let everything flow further into me, as well as letting even more bubble out of me. My space became more and more limited and yet it seemed to me that I had enough of it in me, on me and around me. But huddled together like this, I could do less and less about myself... Accordingly, I had to mentally let everything physical continue to work on me... And it was only here that I realized that the thought of it was enough for me to continue on my path...\n\nAnd even without doing anything directly to myself, I felt and heard how I touched myself, how I embraced myself with it, how it bubbled out of me and then pressed itself against my own body again and again and again. After a short time, the pressure was not only behind and in front of me, but also next to me. A short time later, I also felt it above and below me... It was almost everywhere around me. And no matter how much I kept curling into myself, I couldn?t give myself a single bit more free space. I was completely surrounded by it and the pressure only got stronger and stronger... Nevertheless, everything remained the same... I could already imagine what had already happened to me: I had long since reached my own goal and was now in the process of moving further and further into it. And that?s exactly what I did before I began to fully unfold... In truth, I only went further and deeper into myself, into my actual and now more than true form. But even as I continued to do this unchanged, I noticed another fact:\n\nAll the pressure around me remained truly unchanged... At the same time, I only felt and sensed it more and more as I and my respective mass continued to grow... I kept going and couldn?t and didn?t want to stop. I knew what it was doing for me more and more and how good it was doing me. I had already lost my respective form and was now exactly what I wanted and embodied: cum... I was now the endless whiteness into which I had immersed myself so deeply. But even if I had lost my respective forms, it didn?t mean that I no longer had it all together: I was incessantly moving forward... But instead of letting my bulky masses go outwards, it went deeper and deeper into me. I had worked myself into it so much that I had successfully become what I wanted myself to be. But this also gave me exactly the power I needed to keep myself together as myself and to give myself my true and correct form. And that?s exactly why I let everything happen to and around me. I already suspected that it wouldn?t be that long before I reached the exact point where I wanted to see myself now... And I wasn?t even alone in this...\n\nAfter a while, I both heard and felt something around me. It happened almost several times in succession. And only when it happened one last time, I then realized what it was: I became big as well as powerful enough that my container couldn?t hold me in for long and collapsed in on itself.... It didn?t rattle, didn?t explode, wasn?t even loud at all... My now truly free form no longer felt any pressure and was even able to unfold freely again... And that was what happened a short time later: I uncurled and straightened up, rose from my own pearly whiteness and stood completely upright on my two legs... It was a modified version of my old form... But instead of being on all fours, I was now more on two legs, just like him... My eyes were still firmly closed as I was still reshaping my desired form... Finally, I let my wings spread and unfold fully, and I could even hear some of them splashing to the ground... Even with my eyes closed, I saw myself... But not in my old form... Not as Rainbow Dash... But much more as my new and true form... Me in a now dripping white: Creamy Bliss...\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "I had somehow known from the beginning that he had been something special for me. But that it could take on such proportions and that we could have so much fun together? Oh... Hello... Uhmmm... I?m Rainbow Dash... Or... I WAS Rainbow Dash... However, the story began when I still was. At the very beginning, I wasn?t even able to do anything at all, let alone see, feel or even be. In fact, I wasn?t even supposed to exist in the first place... But as a once small play figure, over time I had received by far the biggest and best gift anyone, especially myself, could ever receive. And it had all started when he had taken me out of my packaging and held me in his hands. Something seemed to have happened to me there. Apparently, he was so excited about me that I could even share in it. That was how it had all started, but it wouldn?t stay that way for very long. But for the time being, I could at least be aware of my immediate surroundings. I was still motionless and couldn?t even see anything in front of me. Instead, I was able to perceive some things slightly, but with time even more clearly:

I could feel myself on something, standing on all fours. I could also feel a number of things around me, but they hadn?t been important to me and weren?t going to be. However, I could clearly feel some things directly in front of me: I could feel a special warmth coming from there. It gave me the particular feeling that my perception had given me in the first place. Every now and then I would experience this feeling completely, along with a comforting and even enveloping warmth, when I was taken to it and felt like I was in heaven... Even with just my pure sensation, it was enough to fill me with such a flood of joy that I didn?t need or want anything else. However, I wasn?t always in the exact environment that I wanted to be in, to hide in and to immerse myself in. Nevertheless, I knew that it was still not very far away from me and very close to me. And no matter how many more times it will happen, I will continue to be delighted by it... And somehow, every time I received this treatment, I was not only able to perceive so much more in and around me, but I even got one thing: my view of my world:

I saw him in front of me, in front of his computer, sitting in his armchair. I only realized all this much later, when I got to know more about his world. And even he might not be very interesting or even special to others. Nevertheless, he was for me, as I began to feel so much for him as well as about him. I still couldn?t move, but I could see him, which only made all my feelings that much greater and better... Especially when he let his eyes wander over to me and gave me his warm smile. Deep inside me, I felt my heart begin to beat louder. He saw me. And I saw him. I liked him. And he liked me... The feelings that built up inside me became so powerful that I?m sure parts of me even started to move... I could feel it behind me, my tail wagging back and forth joyfully. I could not only feel it, I could see it as I looked back at myself and even saw it in front of my eyes. Yes, I could truly move my body, though it was everything but my legs. Accordingly, I had remained firmly anchored to his table, which still didn?t bother me. Not only did I know that the time would come, but that I would also get a very specific chance...

And this chance that I began to want started right there, when I noticed something completely different coming from him: A somewhat very special warmth along with its respective scent. I saw him sitting, operating his computer with one hand and starting to do something on himself with the other. He rocked slightly back and forth in front of himself. And the longer and the more I saw of it in front of me, the more I smelled it from him: his special scent. I didn?t know what he was doing, whether on himself or on his computer. I was still unable to move. But whatever was happening in front of me, it seemed to do something to me that made me want not only it, but also him even more... Suddenly he stopped short and reached his respective computer hand to something else standing next to me, took some of it and brought it down to himself under his table. He had definitely done something to himself there, which he now had to fix. And after he had finished, he seemed to put it behind his chair as well as into something else, which I could clearly hear but not see what it was... However, it wouldn?t be that long before I began to know not only that, but so much more at the same time...

I hadn?t paid attention to how much time had passed after his respective actions, but after some time I was again taken into his hands as well as held by him... And that had even been a very special point for me. Whatever else he had done with his one hand, with which he even stroked me, I could clearly smell it. And even though a lot of time had passed, I could still smell it clearly. It smelled excellent and had something about it that only made my senses and my feelings go into overdrive. And while I was being stroked by him and his lingering scents continued to enter my nose, I leaned and cuddled his respective hand just to get more of it... What I only realized a little later, however, was the fact that I could now move completely in his hands. He even let me lie down completely on the hand that he had done certain things to himself. I licked his hand myself and then even got a clear taste of the particular thing that he had previously wiped off his hand, but which still remained on it. And I did just about everything I could to lick out every last bit of it...

He seemed to have realized how fascinated I was becoming with him and how I could now move completely on his hand. Because not another second later, I came back to myself when I could clearly smell a very familiar scent again. And the increased closeness only made the intensity and warmth radiating from it even more influential, even deep inside me. I then looked up at him and not only noticed his familiar warming smile, but also saw his slightly dreamy gaze towards me. The same thing happened to me as the scent began to make me more and more hazy. It didn?t even take long for it to intensify again, which it did several times, but in different ways: Before that, it continued to grow stronger and stronger, as if the source of it directly behind as well as below me was now being revealed by him. Then slowly but surely, I was lowered onto him, so that I was not only lowered onto his chest and onto his shirt and slid down it, but I then came closer and closer to the respective something, which began to do all the wondrous things to me at the respective moment. I was in a dream world in a waking state. And it was right next to me...

The warmth and the respective scent became more and more intense the closer I got to the big something, which I could feel directly behind me. But then I noticed how it not only pulled away from me briefly once, but then moved closer to me again. However, the pressing itself happened much more as if not only it, but also the big something behind me wanted to give me everything I wanted to do with it and have from it. I turned around with great difficulty and saw it right in front of me, something that was the same color as his hands, arms and face, if not a little more reddish... And having it right in front of me only made me get more of it: The intense warmth radiating from it as well as all of the wondrous scents on as well as deep inside me. Behind me, my tail wagged, but couldn?t do so much because there wasn?t enough room. However, there had been enough space for something to unfold freely: My wings. I spread them out and almost let them flutter gently in time with my wagging. But these were all things that I only noticed at first. But as soon as I saw the source of my desire, all my focus shifted to it and I began to embrace it and hold it close to me...

Putting my body and face against it only made me far warmer than I had already become because of it. I began to think so much more about it, to feel so much more about it. It was as if it was the true source of what had given me my life. And so, I did everything in my little power to thank him properly. Consequently, I began to use my whole body to caress it, hug it and love it as much as I could. I knew that it had been my only starting point, as it had been far too big everywhere else. However, his respective big something was just as big as I was, which was why I had had the best chance here. At least I did all this very slowly and gently. But somehow, over time, I felt like I had to do a lot more with it, because it hadn?t even come close to making up for everything that he?d given me so far. That?s why I started to play with it even more and a little faster. And from his twitching movements, I could definitely imagine that he really liked what I was doing to him here. And the more I liked it, the more I enjoyed it, which was why I only became more active with it...

But while I was doing all this to it, I saw it before my eyes as I wildly fiddled with it, how something was in it and how more and more was coming out at the tip. And as soon as I pulled something down on it, it happened again, but at the same time other and additional things also happened: It even seemed to be exactly where all the smells tended to come from. At the same time, I even felt something starting to ooze out of its opening. I instinctively climbed up to it, held on to it with my arms and legs and took the leaking something to myself. And that brought me the first bit of the one thing inside me, which made me feel welcome in that particular direction. However, that wasn?t even the real beginning of it happening to me, but the real beginning of me trying to want it even more. I did everything I could to draw even more of it out of it, wrapped my arms around this big something and even put my mouth over its opening to let it all go straight into me. It tasted incredibly good to me and I could even perceive and taste some things more and more clearly, even if they had been very faint in the background...

But then it happened: my mouth was explosively overfilled with something far more creamy than salty, gushing itself deep into my throat and made me reflexively swallow it all down. But as soon as I did, my head swung from the respective opening on his big something and gradually let it splash down on me in a high arc. I had just gotten my first taste of something truly special from him, which started to do all sorts of things deep inside me. But it didn?t harm me at all, it did the complete opposite: it warmed me from the inside out in a fabulous way that left me completely unable to move. But it wasn?t just on the inside, it was also on the outside. Both physically and sensually, I felt like I was in heaven, which was why I didn?t try to move at all. But even though certain parts of my body continued to do so even without my objection, it was only later that I realized that it would stay with me and that I could actually keep moving. However, it still took some time before I found myself again, as I was deeply immersed in it at the time, as well as buried in it, on my own initiative as well as fully willingly... Until "it" happened...

Sometime later, I truly came back to myself and not only had myself under control again, but was even able to actively continue acting normally... At least I wanted to, until I realized how I was now in something. My immediate world had now narrowed down considerably and I found myself in a transparent container whose lid was only loosely and almost completely closed... And when I saw it, I felt it even more clearly than around me: the cozy warmth together with the fragrant scent. Even though a lot of time had passed, it not only continued to have a long-lasting effect on me, but it only became more intense for me. Was that the reason why I was here now? He saw my inability to move as well as what his creamy something had done to me, brought me back to the table and sat me in here so that I could experience all of this even longer and enjoy it even more? This thought warmed me so much that I could feel my joy deep inside me take on such proportions, as if it wanted to burst my body as well as the container surrounding me... though it didn?t... But it already felt so good, as if I already knew what my actual life with him should look like...

Somewhere around here I seemed to be able to move my arms and hands again as well as let them slide around on myself. The creamy something on me... It felt so incredibly good that I just wanted to have it on me even more. I literally rubbed it around on me, letting the dripping pearly white goo of pleasure slime around on me. Even if it didn?t really become more, it still happened in my mind and only made me want it even more. But when it went down on me... As soon as I saw it start to pile up on and around me underneath me, I tried to bring it all back up to me... But as soon as I tried it right in front of me, I felt a tremendous tingling sensation right between my legs. Even though I was completely unaware of what it was and why, I couldn?t help but run my hands down there and fiddle with myself... Not only did I begin to realize how the creamy something there was starting to do something to me, but it only made it worse when I even let it press into me as well as work into me. I thought I even remembered that I liked it so much and it made me moan out loud in my container. That?s how much I started to want it...

A short time later, I came back to myself and saw him looking over at me right in front of me. I could just imagine how dreamy, playful and also creamy I was looking at him. I noticed how I could see him rocking around in his chair again and also looking at me again, slightly dreamily... I stopped and not only stood up as a result, but carefully walked to the edge of the transparent container and began to long for exactly what had gotten me into all this in the first place... But not only did I get to see a delighted smile from him, but also his subsequent reaction, which made me see his big something in front of my eyes, which he held with one hand and even prepared for me, while he took my container and took it a lot more obligingly. I saw him rubbing himself more and more quickly and taking the lid off the container. I thought it was a shame that all the warmth and cozy scents that were all around me would now then escape from the container. But at the same time, I also knew that I would get it all back a short time later, if not a lot more. And his increasingly wild rubbing made him rock back and forth more and more, which I only noticed even more in the container. I didn?t care. The main thing was that I got his cream...

He became more and more ready and even began to aim at me. I myself couldn?t wait any longer, stretched my arms out towards it and at the same time opened my mouth as wide as I could... And just as suddenly as it had happened before, it had happened here too: His creamy pleasure shot purposefully into my mouth as well as deep down my throat, which I greedily swallowed it all in. As a result, I was no longer ready for the second and all the other projectiles that came spraying down on me, leaving me truly drenched in it. It not only warmed me from the inside, but also from the outside... But this time it worked much better... Was it the container around me that made everything around me become much more tangible and stay that way? I felt it splash down on me several times and drip down on me... It was as if I was being caressed as well as embraced by it, wherever it was on me or inside me. And the more I got, the less I started to move... I wanted to be stuck in this moment and feel this particular experience permanently. It filled me with so much more joy that I really didn?t want or need anything else anymore. I only wanted his white pleasure, his seed...

As soon as I could no longer feel it coming down on me after a while, I knew how it had finished and found myself in my now white creamy world... I could no longer see anything as it had covered my eyes. But instead, I could feel everything very clearly on and around me. My senses had been reprogrammed and had become much more fixated on the creamy white mass. I could feel how widely and brightly I was now smiling and then began to move my arms, my hooves, again. I literally sat down in the white mass directly beneath me and let it warm my lower body. I reached down and gradually brought it back up to me. I really just wanted to have it all on my body, if not inside it. I just wanted to be covered in it, to consist of it. I was no longer sitting in the container but was completely inside the white mass. It gave me so much more that I lost myself in it more and more... And when I noticed how I could slowly open my eyes again, I saw myself in a white mist. And when I looked down at myself, all I could see were my pearly white arms, hands and hooves... That was exactly what I wanted...

I drew the respective scent deep into my nose and noticed how it had hardly changed, if at all, over a long period of time. The container gave me exactly what I wanted from it: The exact same thing over and over again, completely unchanged, no matter how long it may have been since I was drenched in it. And I wanted it so much that I lay right into it, curled up in it and pulled it all on and towards me. I couldn?t help it because I really didn?t want anything else. My body, my mind and my soul were one with each other and my whole self only wanted what was abundantly and unchangeably around me. I felt my arms and legs moving more and more wildly around me, as if I wanted it so incredibly badly that even my whole self could no longer do anything with it. How could it even process all this when everything around me remained unchangingly intense? Everything remained incredibly fresh, from minute to minute without any change. Meanwhile, I was even rubbing myself like crazy, moaning loudly to myself and just kept going even after a single orgasm. I couldn?t stop and wanted more and more... I couldn?t control myself anymore and slowly lost myself completely in it...

Suddenly I felt myself sinking into this white creamy joy. It was as if I was sinking into it completely or being washed into it from below... However, I could open my eyes in it and saw nothing but the white in front of me and around me. I was even floating in it... No... I was actually swimming in it and noticed how the surface was directly above me. I instinctively swam up to it and even came splashing out of it... But as soon as I reached the top, I no longer found myself in the container, but in a seemingly endless pearly white void... And everywhere around me, no matter where I looked, I saw the pearly white liquid surrounding me... When I realized it, I plunged back into it. My dream was coming true and I just wanted to make the most of it: I breathed in deeply, drawing everything deep into me and my body. After all, nothing came out of me when I breathed out, everything just kept coming deeper and deeper into me, the more and deeper I breathed it all in... And the more I did it and the more I carried it deep inside me, the more I felt better, more complete, truer to my actual self... Was that the real reason why I existed here? Was this what I was supposed to become?

Suddenly I was woken from my dream by a loud voice and found myself in the container. The voice came from him, of course, who looked down at me with concern. He said that he had accidentally closed the lid completely... In any case, that was the reason why everything could stay so wonderful for so long and why I could have such a strange and wonderful dream... At the same time, it turned out that he still wanted to give me another cum shower, but didn?t want to do it to me anymore because he had gotten me a little too high on it... I literally begged him to do it to me anyway and was even amazed that I could hear my own voice for the first time and how it even sounded. I could even tell by looking at him that he had also been amazed... But that had also been the reason why I had persuaded him to do it with me again. Accordingly, he prepared himself once again to position me and my container neatly in front of him and then aim at me... But because of my wonderful dream, I remained sitting there, just stretched my head towards him with my mouth wide open and let it happen to me... At least I was able to get two loads from him...

After he put me back, I not only began to revel even further in my full-body feeling, but even began to think hard about what the dream was trying to tell me... Did I really truly want it so much that all I wanted, or even should want, was to exist in it? Of course, it filled and warmed me in a special way, but somehow it didn?t feel like enough... It was almost as if I still had to do something... I remembered how I had found myself at his big something and had gotten my first glimpse of it... Was that what I had to do with him? But it was just as big as me! How could I ever make it up to him if I wasn?t big enough for him...? Maybe that was what the dream was trying to tell me? I needed a completely different form to approach the goal in question... I looked down at myself again and saw my arms, legs, lower body... Almost everything was now completely submerged in the pearlescent seed... I could no longer see my actual body color... More because I?m slowly but surely getting covered in it? Because I was slowly reaching the point where I wanted to be? Somehow, I couldn?t believe it, whether it was just my imagination or not: was I actually getting whiter and whiter, more and more seedy, better and better, truer and truer?

Somehow, I felt as if time was racing past me in fast motion, because not only had I not been paying attention again, but my container had been taken from him again and moved over to him. I saw it as he lowered me to the ground again, as he prepared himself properly for me again... But somehow, I just kept wanting more. So much so, in fact, that I slowly but surely climbed out of my warm and welcome cum, looked up at him and let my arms reach up to him. He seemed to have seen this and even appeared to comply with my request, even though not a single word had been spoken between us. Instead, he took my container and set it down a little higher, but lower than his table before... But this increased proximity to his big something, which was then held out to me, only made me want it that much more, so that I jumped up and held on to the top edge of the container. I wanted to be as close to it as possible and get it all over me as well as inside me... And that?s what I got when he lowered it towards me. It was almost as if I was kissing its open tip with my mouth, even enveloping it and letting my tongue dance around it...

But as soon as I did, I already got it off: A whole load of his seed. It was all fired hard into me and my little body and suddenly filled me with it. However, I kept at it and only wanted more. And I didn?t just get it with every subsequent load, but also from the big something itself: it literally pushed it towards me as if it wanted to push me back into my container. Meanwhile, I continued to stay on the edge of the container and even pushed myself against it so that I could only get closer to him and his big something, only to really not miss any of it. This went so far that not only did I get the entire tip of his big something stuffed directly into my mouth, but I even started to hold on to it. Every squirt, no matter how deep inside me, filled me even more with the wonderfully warming gloop. And as I was only getting everything pumped into me from the front, it wasn?t long before I could feel a bubbling sensation coming out of me directly behind me. But I didn?t worry about it because it was in my container... All the cum was mine and mine alone no matter what...

I no longer knew what had happened in between, but I only remembered one thing a short time later: I was once again in my sealed container and found myself sitting in an even thicker and increased amount of cum. And even with my eyes open, I could barely see my own body. Everything was just white underneath me, as if I was completely inside it. Even the smell of it was so incredibly close and strong, as if I had received the freshest and best bit of his seed that I could ever have... But I knew it was only partly true: a small part of it was old, whereas the biggest part was new. And yet everything felt exactly the same on and around me. And as soon as I pulled my arms up towards me, I saw how this cum not only tried to cling to it, but lifted out of its slurry underneath me and became so deeply slimy... I moved my lower body and felt the exact same thing there too. However, I could only feel it there, as all the seed was sloshing around me. I was completely covered in it underneath, buried in it even, with only the top half of it sticking out... I had so much on, around and in front of me... But it still wasn?t good enough for me...

I instinctively went down to the bottom with my front hooves and started to rub myself there again. And as soon as I touched myself there, I not only felt it there, but also everywhere else, what was buried in the cum, how it all began to tingle on me there. I had felt this feeling before. But this time it was even more intense... I couldn?t help but do something else in addition to rubbing myself: I started to simply push the bulky gloop directly into my insides. Not only did it seem almost like what I had previously gotten directly into and through my mouth, but it was almost similar to what I was now starting to do on myself: I took some of the gloop and began to nibble on it with relish... It not only warmed me up at both ends, but also made me feel the tingling sensation not only there on it, but also deep inside it. And it wasn?t just the feeling itself that was good for me, but also the taste. I couldn?t stop and did just about everything in my power to get all the cum inside me. I didn?t care if some of it was still deep inside me and made me feel really full to the brim, I just couldn?t stop myself from realizing my own dream...

Suddenly I came amazingly hard and thought I even realized how it had felt deep inside me: it was exactly like what I had gotten from him before, when he let his seed from his big something fire deep into my little body. However, it wasn?t what I got, but more a reaction to what I wanted and what I was doing to myself now... The two merged together and only made me want to, should, must continue... I liked it... My body liked it... And as long as that was the case, I could continue with it undisturbed... As a result, I consumed ever larger quantities, and also took them deep inside me. I didn?t want to do anything else and nothing else happened to me. And the only thing I got as a result were my own resulting orgasms... And even all of this intensified the more of it I stuffed deep inside me, whether from above or below... It wasn?t long before I began to notice something else: I opened my eyes and saw not only how everything just stood even higher to me against the bulky masses. Even my field of vision to the front seemed a lot higher. I saw it... And I realized it... My dream... My imagination... The real me... I was close to achieving it...

I then felt as if I had the dream I had before my eyes again: I was in an almost eternal endlessness of cum. This time, however, I stayed down there and took it all in as hastily and greedily as I could... I actively felt more comfortable in it and not only felt the accumulating warmth as well as intensifying tingling, but even moaned for a long time as well as continuously, in order to let my lust, which was ignited in it, expand more and more on and around me. And even while I was mentally in this endlessness, I continued to do the opposite of what I had done before: I kept going back into it. I wanted everything to be many times more on me than in me. I wanted everything... I needed everything... And this time I felt it very clearly inside me, like I could really take it all in. And I didn?t have to do anything other than what I was already doing: I just had to go deeper into it, let it all engulf me even more and more greedily, let myself merge fully with it as well as into it... Become one with it... Because that was not the only way I could realize my respective goal, but also make it come true...

Suddenly I noticed how, in my motionless form, I could feel my tightly closed surroundings on and against me... First it had been in front on my hind hooves and legs, then I felt it directly behind me on my back... My suspicions were becoming more and more true. But that didn?t stop me from continuing in exactly the same way. I hunched, crouched and folded into myself to make myself all the more focused and concentrated. I still needed more before I could fully unfold. That?s why I went deeper and deeper, more and more and further and further into it, curled up closer, further and more clearly into myself and tried to let everything flow further into me, as well as letting even more bubble out of me. My space became more and more limited and yet it seemed to me that I had enough of it in me, on me and around me. But huddled together like this, I could do less and less about myself... Accordingly, I had to mentally let everything physical continue to work on me... And it was only here that I realized that the thought of it was enough for me to continue on my path...

And even without doing anything directly to myself, I felt and heard how I touched myself, how I embraced myself with it, how it bubbled out of me and then pressed itself against my own body again and again and again. After a short time, the pressure was not only behind and in front of me, but also next to me. A short time later, I also felt it above and below me... It was almost everywhere around me. And no matter how much I kept curling into myself, I couldn?t give myself a single bit more free space. I was completely surrounded by it and the pressure only got stronger and stronger... Nevertheless, everything remained the same... I could already imagine what had already happened to me: I had long since reached my own goal and was now in the process of moving further and further into it. And that?s exactly what I did before I began to fully unfold... In truth, I only went further and deeper into myself, into my actual and now more than true form. But even as I continued to do this unchanged, I noticed another fact:

All the pressure around me remained truly unchanged... At the same time, I only felt and sensed it more and more as I and my respective mass continued to grow... I kept going and couldn?t and didn?t want to stop. I knew what it was doing for me more and more and how good it was doing me. I had already lost my respective form and was now exactly what I wanted and embodied: cum... I was now the endless whiteness into which I had immersed myself so deeply. But even if I had lost my respective forms, it didn?t mean that I no longer had it all together: I was incessantly moving forward... But instead of letting my bulky masses go outwards, it went deeper and deeper into me. I had worked myself into it so much that I had successfully become what I wanted myself to be. But this also gave me exactly the power I needed to keep myself together as myself and to give myself my true and correct form. And that?s exactly why I let everything happen to and around me. I already suspected that it wouldn?t be that long before I reached the exact point where I wanted to see myself now... And I wasn?t even alone in this...

After a while, I both heard and felt something around me. It happened almost several times in succession. And only when it happened one last time, I then realized what it was: I became big as well as powerful enough that my container couldn?t hold me in for long and collapsed in on itself.... It didn?t rattle, didn?t explode, wasn?t even loud at all... My now truly free form no longer felt any pressure and was even able to unfold freely again... And that was what happened a short time later: I uncurled and straightened up, rose from my own pearly whiteness and stood completely upright on my two legs... It was a modified version of my old form... But instead of being on all fours, I was now more on two legs, just like him... My eyes were still firmly closed as I was still reshaping my desired form... Finally, I let my wings spread and unfold fully, and I could even hear some of them splashing to the ground... Even with my eyes closed, I saw myself... But not in my old form... Not as Rainbow Dash... But much more as my new and true form... Me in a now dripping white: Creamy Bliss...

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