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I wake up early, in the morning; earlier than customary, for me. It is not; that I don’t go up early, otherwise. It is just; that I go up earlier, than I use to.

I can clearly feel a pressure on the foot end of my bed. Something, or three somethings is lying on the quilt over my feet.

It is warm and cozy. I can’t complain. It is just; that it is a surprise, to me. I had neither been informed of this, nor had a chance to prepare for what it means.

Okay. Okay, okay; I enjoy surprises, every once in a while. I guess this is turning out to be one of these surprises.

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As they notice that I had woken up, they start to move.

Well, of course they would move. While they look like ultra Plush Plushies; they have a rubbery sheen to them.

Twilight Sparkle, Rarity and Pinkie Pie stands up on the foot end of my bed, looking at me expectantly. Apparently, they are waiting for me to get up. They had waited for me for hours, if not most of the night. Now I had finally woken up.

If I don’t know their names; Twilight Sparkle is a light Purple or Lavender; Rarity is a pristine and unblemished White, while Pinkie Pie is her usual bright Pink hue.

I can clearly see their respective marks, even if I can not for my life figure out what they are, or what they represent. Twilight has her formation of one plus five stars, Rarity has three blue Diamonds and Pinkie Pie has the cluster of three Balloons.

Why did they choose these specific Ponies to look like? I have no idea. Maybe I would have, had I known who they are and what they represent.

Just that I am utterly clueless here. How could I know? None had bothered to explain.

Oh, well. Maybe it isn’t important. Maybe it is utterly irrelevant?

Either way, they are on my bed now.

It isn’t as if I could shoo them away. How could I? They are adorable. Far too Adorable to shoo them away, at any rate.

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I slide my hands out from under the quilt, before I fold the corner of the quilt up against the wall; sliding my feet out from under the quilt, only to find myself once more sitting up at the edge of my bed. I push myself forwards, only to find myself standing up on the floor with a soft thud, on my very own two feet; still wearing the same suit I had worn as I went to bed the other night.

“I am Pinkie Pie, and my Cutie Mark is the three Balloons; I am the Party Planner, and baker!” she is presenting herself.

“I am Rarity, and my Cutie Mark is the three blue diamonds; I am the Seamstress and work at the Carousel Boutique!” Rarity presents herself.

“I am Twilight sparkle, and my Cutie Mark is the Cluster of stars; I was the protege of Princess Celestia, now I am the town’s Librarian!” Twilight presents herself.

“I am Zhiizoo!” I present myself.

“I am your Queen!” my Suit presents herself.

The next instant; the three Plushies takes on their Human form, while still facing me where I am standing before my bed.

“My Queen!!” the three Plushie girls exclaim, reverently.

“If you want to try on the Top, Swim Suit or Tights, Zhiizoo; just approach one of your Plushies and ask them to present the desired garment, they will love the Honour of you wearing them for as long as you desire it!” Queen explains.

“While you are in this form; present Zhiizoo with a Collar with your Name Tag, so that she knows who you are!” Queen instructs her Subjects.

“Yes, my Queen!” they chorus, complying.

“Twilight, the Name Tag reads; “Would you be my Top for the day!” I propose.

“Yes, please..” Twilight responds; “Of course!” she concludes, as the top takes form over her chest.

I can see exactly what Top she is presenting me with. The sleeves cover her entire arms, none of her neck and reaches down three inches under her breasts. Of course she has breasts, even if just for demonstrative purposes.

“Beautiful!” I compliment her; “If you sit down on my bed, before you turn into this top!” I conclude.

Twilight walks over to my bed, sitting down without a word; before she is turning into the top I had just requested.

My Queen suit slides off of me, pooling on the floor under me; before she is sliding away, finally reforming into the form she had as my suit.

“Now, put her on and wear her with Pride!” she puts forth.

I step up to my bed, reach for the top before me; before I carefully slip her on, only for her to adjust the fit before I had even attempted to do it.

“Ooh.. ooh..” I exclaim; “so tight, I can’t help but loving it!” I conclude.

“We can’t be called the Blue Hive now..” Twilight ponders; “maybe the Latex Hive would be more fitting!” she considers.

“Could we call you: Latexia?” Rarity inquires.

“Queen Latexia it is, then!” she responds, as she is accepting her new name within the Hive.

Her Hive.

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I stand before my bed, focusing on the Twilight Top. I slowly grab her under the armpits, as I bend over in order to grab the promised Top on the top of my bed.

I feel the warmth under my fingers, as I grab hold of my new Lavender top; sliding her down. She is contracting tightly around my chest, as she slides into place.

“How is that, Twilight?” I inquire.

“Ooh.. ooh…” she breathes, in delight.

“Could you be an A Cup for me, Twilight?” I inquire.

“Yes, Zhiizoo..” she responds, as she is adjusting the size of my bust; “Of course, Mistress!” she intones; “I hope I can serve you well!” she finally adds.

“The only thing lacking, is that I haven’t had the chance to wear you earlier..” I propose; much earlier!” I add.

“Sorry, Mistress..” she responds; “I can’t do anything about that..” she adds; “but I can be as tight, supportive and squishy or firm as you need me to be!” she promises.

“”For now, Firm is the mode of my desire.” I explain; but I just may enjoy you squishy, at some point!” I conclude.

“Oh, yes..” Twilight sighs, in obvious delight; “This is life, never hungry in this position!” she concludes.

As she is enjoying a steady stream of my love, she manages to tighten up considerably.