The Mushroom Fic || DNF

oh god x2

Dream looked over at the small plush that was gifted to him, a red and white mushroom. He picked it up, smiling to himself. George, it reminded Dream of him. It had been a bit since he saw him, he went out on a trip with Sapnap, unsure of when they would be back. He groaned, picking up the plush and sitting down. He sniffed it, it still smelt like him. George gave it to Dream before leaving,  making him promise one thing,

 "Don't even think about doing anything until I get back, alright?" "What do you mean anything?" "I think you know what I mean, Dream." He waved, then closed the door.

It had been three weeks, he was excited for when they got home. His cock throbbed thinking about it. He looked back down to the small mushroom. It was George's favourite plant thing. What were mushrooms categorized at? Fungi? Those are plants, right? He shook the questions from his mind, walking out of his room still holding it.

He found an Exacto-knife in one of the drawers, pushing the blade up, he made a small cut in the bottom of the plush.  It was a little smaller than wanted, but it would work. Looking around, he went back into his room and grabbed some lube, unzipping his jeans he got his cock out, slathered some lube on his hand, and rubbed it lightly. "Fuck," he whispered, it felt so damn good already.

Letting go, he looked back to the mushroom. It was too late to go back, so he slid his cock in the slit. The stuffing felt strange, but not off-putting. He rubbed the plushie up and down, biting his lip. "Not horrible," He continued, bucking his hips lightly after a few seconds. He moaned, going faster.

The front door opened, he could hear it from his room, it wasn't that far from the entrance. Dream didn't care, he was so close anyways. He didn't care that he broke his promise to not do this, it felt too good. He heard light talking from the two outside his room, it was muffled but clear enough. "I'm gonna show him what I got, I'll unpack in a bit" Shit, shit. He took the mushroom plushie off his cock and threw it somewhere, trying to zip his jeans back up. 

"Dream~?" George cooed, opening the door. "Y-Yeah?" He turned around, smiling. "You're back already?" "Yep! Wanna see what I got?" Dream nodded, sitting back down. George opened the box, a bronze mushroom statue was lifted out. "It's neat, right? It wasn't that much either!" "Cool! Cool," George put it back, looking towards Dream. "So, did you keep your promise?" "Huh?"

"Did you masturbate or anything while I was gone?" "No, I didn't, I told you I wouldn't." George felt the crotch of Dream's pants, he moaned a little. "That's why you have lube out and a boner?" "Well, I-" "Tell me the truth, at least?" "..I didn't." George frowned, getting up. "Do you have my mushroom plush? I want it back," "Oh- Yeah, somewhere around here." Dream got up, silently panicking. He picked it up, the hole was damp and the cut was noticeable, some stuffing even coming out. He pushed the fabric back in, handing it back. George inspected the sides, before smiling. "Thanks," He got up and left. 

He would find out eventually, so Dream sat down and waited.

10 minutes. "Dream!" George called, he got up and walked out, seeing George frowning holding the plush by the couch. "Why did you cut into my plush?"  "Because, it, well it actually ripped!" "Why's it wet?" "I-" "You fucked it, didn't you?" "Yeah." "DREAM! You said you didn't- and did it have to be A STUFFED MUSHROOM??" "BECAUSE! It, reminded me of you?" George groaned, looking away. "You like mushrooms that much? Would you go lay down in your room while I grab something?" That was always how he asked if Dream would be okay with a sexual 'punishment' "Sure, yeah." George turned, going to the kitchen. 

Dream sat down, looking at the ceiling. The hell was he going to do? George came back, still holding the red and white plush, along with a container. "Can you get undressed?" Dream nodded, taking off his shirt, pants, and boxers. He laid down, his boner had gone away by now. "Close your eyes, don't open them, we're using the light stop system this time, okay?" "Alright," 

After a few second, he felt something cold press against his ass. "What the hell-" "Ssh!" He kept his eyes closed, putting his hand over his eyes too. George continued pushing, he gasped as the object entered. It wasn't that bad, it was a thick rod or something. He moaned as George pulled it in and out, his cock rising back up slowly.

George continued pushing and pulling the object in and out, Dream started moaning. "Be quiet," George said coldly.

"I'm going to grab something else, DONT open your eyes!" Dream nodded in response.

He heard the door open again, then close. George came back and set something down, then pushed something small inside of Dream. He tensed, feeling more and more cold small things go in his ass. He stayed silent, it wasn't a bad feeling, just confused. A few more things were inserted before he heard a small laugh from George. "What are you..?" "Did I say you could speak?"

"Open your eyes, if you want." Dream removed his hand, looking towards George. He saw him grab a mushroom and put it in. "What the-" "You still want me to continue what I was going to do?" "Y..yeah." "Light colour?" "Green." George stuffed one more in him, he could feel them, although smushed now. He took the mushroom statue he had bought, before putting a bit more lube on it. He pushed it against Dream's entrance, it slid in. Dream moaned, gripping the bedsheet. He pushed in and out, looking to Dream. 

A few more moments, Dream was getting close. He pulled out, flipping the statue to the bigger top part. "You aren't gonna..?" "Maybe I am? Is that okay?" "Yes, Greenlight." George smiled, lubing up the top. It was big, but not huge, it could fit, maybe. 

Pushing the top against his hole, it slid in slowly. Dream moaned, looking down at George. As it got wider, it wouldn't go in anymore.  "Mmph, is that as far as it could go?" "I can push it in more, it might hurt." "Go, continue" George continued pushing, Dream let his head fall back, gasping as he felt his ass stretch more and more. 

The final bit went in, the whole top of the mushroom had fit. It stung, like hell, but it felt good in a really weird way. George laughed, "I didn't think it would actually go in, what the fuck? Should I pull it out?" Dream nodded, it was starting to hurt more. "Yes, please, fucking pull it out," George grabbed the stalk part of the mushroom, pulling. The very top, and widest, part popped out.

Eventually, the whole thing was out, covered with smushed mushroom paste. Dream's cock twitched, the feeling of being that empty was weird. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, it wasn't horrible, but I'm, still kinda horny. I never did actually cum when I was using your- uh, plushie." "You still want to continue?" "Yeah, kinda." George smiled, unbuckling his pants. "Well, you're stretched as hell now at least." Dream chuckled, smiling. 

George pressed his cock against Dream's ass, pushing in. He smiled, thrusting. "Shit, yes" Dream moaned. George leaned down, kissing him. He turned to the mushroom plushie and grabbed it, pushing it down on Dream's dick. He rubbed it in rhythm with his own thrusts, Dream panted,his cock aching. 

"C-Can I cum?" "You deserve it at this point" Dream smiled weakly and came inside the plush, moaning. George continued thrusting, panting as he let the plush go, falling to the ground. 

"George- Oh god-" His eyes were half-closed, gripping onto the sheets still. "I'm close, don't worry" He pushed hard into Dream one final time, cumming. 

He pulled out, panting lightly. 

"I don't know how the fuck you're gonna clean that mushroom stuff out,"

"Me, either"