Once we had managed to get to her school, we had found our way to the gymnasium she had promised us. Just as she had said, it is great for what we had in mind. The walls go much farther than they do in my room.
Just to be on the safe side, I keep my top and skirt on, panties under, while I do not wear any socks or shoes. I need no clothes on either hands or feet. If it had been required for my modesty, the venture would have been moot and pointless to me. As it is, I guess we can enjoy this as it was intended.
My sister Hitomi’s new friend, the pink mare Pinkie Pie had come with us, I guess it couldn’t hurt, but Hitomi refused to leave her behind at our home, not that I could blame her.
I had slipped out of my shoes and socks in the changing room, it is after all what it had been intended for. I had left the clothes there, but apparently Hitomi had slipped the clothes into a small plastic back and into her back pack. Naturally, she had picked up my sister Riku’s clothes in an identical bag, only marked in order for her to know which bag belong to which of her two twins, which feels reasonable to me, not that it would really matter, we are identical twins and most of the time, we do wear identical clothes.
We do have separate wardrobes, with the individual choices to the right, for the occasions when we feel the need or desires to let on who is who. There is the added joy in letting them think they know who it is they have before them, when in fact they are wrong. If I wear my sister’s clothes, they think they know I am her.
After I had slipped out of the clothes, I walked out of the room and into the large gymnasium. From there I moved up to the nearest wall, with my sister Riku behind, just a few steps.
I could hear the curious squeaks from Pinkie Pie as she bounced after us, just as I hear the squeaking noises from my own and my sisters feet on the floor as we walked.
What is curious, is how different the floor feels under my feet now, than it had the previous occasions I had been here. It isn’t just the way my feet tend to stick to the floor, but also the paddings Hitomi’s treats had created, almost like the pads on the paws of a pet, like a cat or dog. Maybe this added some extra hilarity to my situation.
Knowing Hitmi was watching us wasn’t any real problem. She had already seen us on my wall before, as if it wasn’t she who had set it up in the first place. Not as if I was complaining, or blaming her for it. I am enjoying it.
Once I had reached the wall, I placed my bare hands on, right and left, before I placed my toes up and started to move upwards, crawling up, step by step, slowly.
I didn’t really need to push all that hard, it was apparent that I could get the grip required on volition. Since my sister had the same treat, this does apply to her equally, which only made it all the more fun and put a finger squarely on just how much alike we are.
Riku had followed me up, just a few yards to my right. No point in stepping on one another’s toes, the wall has more than enough room for the both of us, and then a whole class of girls just like us.
For a long while, Hitomi stayed on the floor, merely cheering us as we climb further and further up. Just as I knew Pinkie Pie enjoyed following us up too. I just have to be careful, not assuming I am on the floor. Falling down from up here would be pretty painful, even if it did not kill me right off.
At first I had made due with just moving straight up, with my head on top, but soon chose to start moving sideways and turning to the left, just for the fun of it, knowing I wouldn’t fall. The only problem is that it takes me a while to get used to feeling the pull from the side instead from under me, where it usually is.
Once we had gotten used to it, moving around was pretty fun, to the point of being funny, looking up, down or sideways as we moved forwards. Just never really realised, just how far up the wall I got, or how long we had been here. Then I hear Hitomi from the floor, making funny gestures and pointing to her wrist.
“I think she wants us to come down!” Pinkie Pie stated.
“Oh, I guess that makes sense, now as you mentioned it. I am starting to feel a bit tired!” I responded.
“Maybe a shower could be an idea?” Riku pondered.
“If we have towels, sure, why not?” I responded.
“As a matter of fact, I did incidentally bring towels with me. I have them in my back pack!” Hitomi informed us.
“Good, I think we may need a shower, right about now!” I confessed.
“Me too!” Riku echoed, as we walked to the showers.
“Just be careful on the wet floor!” Hitomi exclaimed as we hit the shower.
“I know, wet tiles are supposed to be slippery!” I responded with a giggle on my voice.
“Exactly!” she pointed out.
“I still think we need the shower, and I know I will enjoy it!” Riku pondered as we walked into the room.
“Yeah, after all the fun, I feel like I need the shower too!” I pointed out.
“I didn’t realise, just how hot it made me, enjoying myself like this!” Riku responded.
The shower is warm, not quite hot and certainly not cold, which certainly did feel good right now. Quietly enjoying the shower in silence is exactly what I needed.
Once I felt fresh, once more I stepped out of the shower, Riku in tow. This was the perfect finish to a great adventure at the gymnasium, even if there is the one thing left to do.
“How about we test in these large tiles?” I enticed her.
“Yeah, sounds like fun!” she pointed out, pointing to a wall.
“Let’s see how good it can be?” I urged her as we reached the wall.
The next moment, we both hit the wall with our right hand, about as hard as we dared.
“Squeak!” came the noise as our hands hit the wall.
“Uh, that felt strange!” I pondered.
“You say? For some reason, it feels different. Are you sure that we can pull free?!” she responded, giving her hand a tentative tug, only to see her hand stubbornly stick to the wall.
“Woah, this is fun!” I responded, pulling my hand as hard as I could, only to realise it refused to let go of the wall.
“Yeah, it sure is. Now we are stuck here, until Hitomi chooses to help us out!” Riku pointed out.
“Naeh, I am not sure if she could help, if it works the way I imagine. Do you really want your hand free from the wall? I don’t!” I pointed out.
“Oh yeah, that would be neat, wouldn’t you say?” Riku giggled, making a good show of trying to pull her hand free, while clearly failing miserably, pulling the hardest she could, right beside me.
“Need help?” Hitomi pondered as she found us, right hand firmly stuck to the tiles of the white wall.
“I guess that is a good idea!” I exclaimed, with a barely covered giggle.
“There is but one way out of this!” she pointed out, after trying her best, pulling my hand free from the wall, then trying to help Riku.
“Which is? Letting go of the wall, right?” I offered.
“Exactly!” Pinkie Pie giggled.
“Woah, his certainly is too much fun!” Riku pointed out.
I thought as much!” I responded, feeling my hand letting go and allowing me to pull my hand free.
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