Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle are tourists on Earth, and haphazardly decided on taking a Human with them home from the vacation. Of course, what could possibly go wrong, so long as you followed the guide, to the letter?
While on a vacation to Earth, Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle decided on taking a Human with them home to Equestria.
Twilight Sparkle had taken the precaution, and brought a few useful books with her. Certain the literature should help her out, if and when she was to need it.
Ofcourse, how does one take the Human over the border? Having only the two saddle bags in which to carry everything they intend to take with them, the space is in premium, just to add salt to the bare flesh.
I had woken up early, as if that is unheard of. Yet, this time I feel a warm glow of my mark, such as has seldom been seen. I have been called out on a few quests, both before the elements granted Twilight Sparkle the castle and thus proclaimed her full Princess hood, and by the map sprung forth in her throne room, afterwards.
Now I am once more called forth, on the new quest. Of course, Twilight sparkle, our Princess is apparently to follow me on the quest to not even Luna knows where, yet.
As I opened my eyes, I noticed that a hint of the light of Celestia’s sun was playing among the blue and yellow balloons in my ceiling, where I live in Ponyville in the house belonging to the Cakes’ for whom I work. Even sparser light is finding its way down to the pink balloons under my bed.
Once I came to, the few brave of the pink balloons hastily scurry back to the safety under my bed.
I carefully fold the pink quilt in towards the inner wall, and slide my legs towards the edge of the bed. Once my hooves slip out over the edge; the balloons had all reached safety, and I set hoof on the still cold floor.
Slipping the quilt back in place, thus leaving the bed in neat order, before trotting to the door, opening it carefully before I step out of the room and close the door equally carefully. Now I quietly bounce down the flight of stairs, only this time I forgo my breakfast due to the urgency of the calling.
Trotting to the outer door. Opening it, stepping out and closing it quietly in the still dark and quiet street. From here I bolt down the streets to the castle, where I soon found the Princess, Twilight Sparkle alert and fully awake.
“Greetings, Pinkie Pie!” Twilight Sparkle exploded in excitement on finally being summoned.
“Hiya, Twilight; I thought I was to see you here!” I responded.
“I knew you were summoned; but I still have no idea as to where we are going, or what the business may be!” Twilight Sparkle explained.
“We had better go to the map and see, then. It has to be on the map, doesn’t it?” I expressed curiously.
“Well, why not? Maybe the map had chosen to reveal more of the mystery behind this mission, now as you are beside me? Let us trot forth and see what we are to do!” she prompted, clearly worried about the lack of information.
“Sure, I am here so we can as well get going!” I responded, following her along the long, shiny and now very empty halls of her crystalline castle.
“Here we are. I certainly do hope it can point us closer to where we are going, and what we are supposed to be doing!” she pointed out as we march into the room where the thrones are located.
Strangely enough; the marks are encircling the castle, but shimmering strangely as they are pulsating, then starts to diminish. From there; they reappear in a new location in a very different world, once not too dissimilar to the place where Canterlot High is located. The Place where Twilight sparkle retriever her crown, and later befriended a former candidate of her crown; Sunset Shimmer. Only Sunset Shimmer chose to remain among the Humans of the world, where she later helped out in defeating the Sirens at the school.
On the other side of the map, the marks stop dead in their track, encircling a new building. Only this does look like a hotel. What in Celestia’s name are we supposed to do there?
With a strange sound, just like the one that had been heard as the table with the map on appeared; a mirror appears on the wall. The mirror clearly is a portal, just like the one that had been seen in the Crystal Empire at Cadence and Shining Armours’ Crystalline Royal castle.
“Apparently; it wants us to go to a new location, where we have never been before!” Twilight sparkle observed.
“We can as well go, no point in waiting for the answer. The Tree of Harmony never explained its ways before; it just demonstrates a purpose and something is shimmering, or appearing seemingly from out of nowhere!” I prompted as I trotted towards the gate, to where we were going.
I could see the now familiar shimmering of the mirror from the times we had been by the gate before. Only now; I am going to follow Twilight Sparkle to the other side, and neither Princesses Celestia and Luna, not the other friends of ours know where we are going, what is there, or even that we are going right now. Yet, the map had sent us and thus, off we went.
I had only seen the short glimpses of what is on the other side, and the flashes of clear knowledge of what had happened to Princess Twilight Sparkle the previous times, and she had not been there all that many times, either. Now I am going.
As I reappeared, emerged on the other side; I am a Human, just like she had been. Thankfully, she has her experience to draw on, and I never had a problem to stand on my hind legs before, even as the Pony I usually am.
“The Silly Pony hotel!” Twilight reads on the wall of a very large building.
“Why does that face look like me?” I inquired.
“We could as well go in and have a look! Maybe you could ask them of their logo, while we are at it?” Twilight Sparkle responded with a faint, but crystal clear giggle on her voice.
“Oh yeah, I guess we could as well go in; it is still cold and dark here. Maybe it is late, or early here right now?” I responded.
“Then it is settled, we go in, and have a look!” Twilight Sparkle expressed eagerly, maybe the shill was getting to her too.
“Oh, oh! Moving doors!” I exclaimed as the door slide to the right and left of the wall as I approach.
“This is a fancy hotel, not just one of these wayside motels you may find along the interstate roads!” she responded.
As I walk towards the lobby, wearing just the same suit as I was wearing at the Canterlot High; the girl behind the desk slips into attention. Of course; that was the Human me who is indigenous to the Human world Twilight had been visiting, not actually me. I never was there in the first place; more than that one hoof, that is.
“Greetings, Diana Pie; we have been expecting you. On that note, there is a double room booked in your name. it is already paid. Here, your key; if you just sign here, please!” the receptionist prompted, pointing a well manicured, long crystal clear nail at the line apparently intended for my signature.
“Greetings!” I responded, picked the pen and signed where she indicated.
She is wearing a bright pink suit; both the top and the skirt. I may not have seen the stockings or boots, but she is wearing them. She has a name tag on the pocket of her right side. I could see the logo with my face of it.
“Excuse me; but is this the Silly Pony Hotel?” Twilight inquired.
“Yes, it is indeed; and he finest hotel in the city!” she expressed curtly with a nod, then pointed at the elevator that was supposedly to take us to the room.
There is a number engraved on the key, indicating both the number of the room, and the floor on which it is located. I follow the indication to the elevator.
”I saw the cutest girls, walking around aimlessly; just a bit from our room!” I exclaimed.
“Oh, you did; Pinkie Pie, now did you? Although I did see one; not too far from our room, too!” she admitted.
“Now, there is just the little snag. If she is following us home to Equestria; she would turn into a Pony and a foal as she is passing the border. Just as you did, when you got home from your adventure at Canterlot High!” I prompted.
“Yeah, that would be a problem; if you intend to take her with you. I just so happen to have a book that may help you, if you are that determined on taking her with you home!” she then concluded.
Cautions:
If the subject is exposed to the rubber encasing for too long, it will start to affect her body and personality in unpredictable ways. The longer she is exposed, the deeper and more pronounced these changes will become, as well as lasting longer. There is even the risk of these changes to become permanent. However, all changes need not be dangerous or even uncomfortable to the victim.
The rubber that the encasing is consisting out of is known to have strange and odd side-effects upon the subject exposed or encased within.
I read from the book Twilight had just passed me to read up on, before I made up my mind and decided upon taking the girl with me, if I could convince, or coerce her into following me home.
“That is a mouth full, right there; Pinkie!” Twilight responded, as I read the first section on the caution; as stated.
“Not all that bad; it could actually be fun to experience; at least once, Twilly!” I pointed out.
“In that case; you could as well throw a party for them, and ask them to invite a few friends to spice it up a bit, Pinkie!” she responded, half by half serious.
Do we have all the ingredients for these encasements? The elastic or flexible gel, that membrane, the rubber, the zipper, the valve and the balls?” I inquired.
“Flexible gel, check. Membrane gel, check. Clear rubber for the encasement, check. Zippers and valves, check. Balls, check. Yes, Pinkie; you do have all the required items!” she responded.
“Then I will have to throw them a party in order to celebrate!” I exclaimed; eagerly and ecstatically.
“I’ll order in a salad and tea from the room service, while you are out, inviting your friends, Pinkie!” she pointed out.
“Okelay, dokelay!” I responded, as I went through the list of items in the kitchen.
What would I need in order to make a reasonably decent party? Muffins and cider! Tea, and some other pastries would be great, too; just in case. Of course; I have all of these already, and in abundance, at that.
Once I had organized everything that could be done, beforehand; I had gone out in search of the two girls we had been talking of earlier.
“Bye, Twilly. I’ll see you in a few minutes; after I have invited the girls we were talking about!” I prompted, before I left the small hotel apartment.
Well; it sure is small, compared with the castle in which she is living; even if it feels large, compared with the room in which I live on the second floor at the Cakes.
“See you in a few minutes, then; Pinkie!” she responded.
I had opened the door, stepped out and closed it after myself; before I trotted down the hall to the elevator.
I had entered the street, after I left the hotel. From there; I trotted down the road, towards where I knew I had seen the two girls before. Of course; it came as no surprise to me as I found them, just a block from where we had seen them.
“Hiya, girls. I am just throwing a party, now I wonder if either of you would like to come. Feel free to take a few friends with you, if you like!” I exploded in a torrent of words.
“A party, I guess that could be fun. It isn’t as if we had anything better to do, planned for the day!” the first girl responded.
“Wait; a party for girls, where? I think I know a few friends who may like to come!” the other added.
“Where is the party?” the first girl inquired.
“Just ask for Diana Pie at the hotel; The silly Pony!” I pointed out, demonstratively holding out my right hand in the general direction.
“Oh, that place? If any of our friends are interested, I am sure going!” the second girl added.
“Okelay, dokelay! I’ll see you there, when you show up!” I pointed out, trotting along the street, before I doubled back after a few more twists and turns.
As I returned to the hotel, I just entered the lobby and approached the desk.
“What can I help you with, Ms. Pie?” the uniformed female behind the counter inquired politely, with a professional enthusiasm.
“I am throwing a small party at my room; if a few girls are asking for me, direct them to where I am staying?” I responded.
“Ah; just a small party for a few of your female friends, that should be in order. I will direct them, as you instructed me!” she responded; then leaving a note at the desk, with my instructions.
“Thank you, Ma’am!” I exclaimed and trotted along towards the elevator up to my room in order to finalize the preparations.
“I take it, the party will be up and running in no time flat; knowing you, Pinkie!” Twilight prompted.
“The girls are interested; and the girl behind the counter at the lobby did not raise any flags, as I asked if she could direct them to our room!” I pronounced.
“It is just a small party, for a few of your friends. How could they make a mess of you having a few female friends over?” she pointed out with a sly grin on her face.
“I guess that is what I emphasized, in the first place. If I had suspected a problem; I would have prompted for you to book our room on a different hotel, to begin with!” I responded.
“That does make sense; even for you, Pinkie!” she pointed out, still grinning.
“Now; let us go over the final preparations, shall we?” I exclaimed.
Of course there are balloons in the ceiling, confetti and streamers hanging around and on the floor. I had made the table with a festive towel and placed the plates on each place, with a spoon and glass to go with them.
There are currently tree larger plates with various pastries on them. I had also placed an assortment of beverages on a small table in the corner.
Punctually, there is a knock on the door. I promptly approach; opening the door; knowing who was there.
“Hiya, girls, and welcome in, enjoy the party!” I exclaimed in hushed tones; since the door still is open.
“Hiya, Diana. Thanks for inviting us to your party, and saving an otherwise wasted day!” the first girl exclaimed as I closed the door behind the two.
“There will be a few more coming over shortly, unless they change their minds!” the other girl explained as she followed me into the room and to the table.
“The more, the merrier!” Twilight chimed in from behind the table.
“Just so long as we don’t get too many, and alert the security; I don’t like to see my party busted!” I pointed out.
“You seems to have the party down, Diana. I am Ruby, by the way!” she prompted.
“Where are my manners? My name is Sapphire!” the second girl offered, in slight embarrassment as she caught herself as more rude than she enjoyed.
I quietly enjoyed the looks of the two girls, and the hit of embarrassment on their faces.
“Since you have already presented yourselves, girls; it is only proper that I do likewise. My name is Twilight!” she added.
“Nice to meet you, Twilight!” Ruby and Sapphire chorused.
“Likewise!” Twilight responded, smiling at the two girls.
“Have a seat, so we can start enjoying the party!” I prompted, claiming the seat closest to the outer door; just in case any of their friends would show up, which I was expecting.
“Thanks, Diana!” Ruby responded as she picked the seat to my right, while Sapphire chose the next seat.
“Oh, and on that note; I do have a few party surprises lined up for later, when we have enjoyed ourselves for a while!” I pointed out with a sly leer, winking meaningfully at Twilight’s direction.
“I love party surprises and party favours!” Sapphire exclaimed.
“I suspect my dear friend, Diana already knew of that; or at the very least suspected it. She has a sneaking tendency to be right, even when she should have been dead wrong!” Twilight suggested, winking back at me.
There was a knock on the door, so I excused myself for a moment. As I opened the door, there is indeed another friend.
“Welcome to the party! You are friends of Ruby and Sapphire, I take it. Is your name by any chance Opal?” I prompted and stepped out of the way and permitted her entrance.
“They didn’t tell you, did they?” Opal inquired.
“My name is Diana, by the way. Nopey, dopey; neighter of them spilled your beans, but you are not here for beans, are you?” I exclaimed, as I lead her in to the party, just as I had closed the door behind her.
“Beans? Heavens, no. I was hoping for a little partying and fun. I hope I got the right address!” she responded.
“Thought so, and this should be the right address. Let me demonstrate the first party surprise, while I am at it!” I proclaimed, and pulled a blue balloon right off of my skirt in full view of the entire group.
“Uh, but how did you do that?” Sapphire exclaimed as she saw me holding the balloon in my right hand.
“It’s a trick. You know the first rule of the Magician? never reveal a trick!” I explained in a teasing voice.
“Oh, wait. I think I do recall that part!” Opal exclaimed as she claimed a seat by the table and accepted a fresh muffin.
Apply the flexibility/Elasticity gel onto the skin of the entire girl, while she is nude.
Apply the membrane gel, on top of the first applied gel.
Insert the clear ball from behind. (If you choose a large ball, insert an elastic tube before the insertion and extract the tube once the ball is in place.)
Apply the second layer of membrane gel.
Cover the individual entirely with the first layer of clear rubber from tip to toe.
Apply the third layer of membrane gel.
Apply the tubes, the valve, and finally the zipper from the root of the tail to the upper edge of the spine.
Apply a new layer of membrane gel.
Apply the second layer of clear rubber over the first layer.
Apply a new layer of membrane gel.
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(At this point, the ball could be extracted, in order to reverse the process. If the same ball is reinserted, you can reestablish the process and continue from where you left off)
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(Apply a second layer of membrane gel, if you choose to immobilize the individual.)
Instruct the individual who volunteered to partake; to acquired the intended pose, before applying the fusing gel between the parts that are desired to fuse, in order to fully support the pose.
Apply a new layer of membrane gel.
Apply any cosmetic details here.
Apply a new layer of membrane gel.
Apply the final layer of clear rubber over the previous layer.
Apply a new layer of membrane gel.
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(Please note that the accessories only can be functional, if applied properly.)
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I read the text, in the manual to the items the specific party favour, is consisting of.
“This should be a breeze for you, Pinkie. Now; you just need to convince them about how fun it is, to have a massage?” I prompted.
“Something you would know only too well; both from living at the royal castle, and the little treat we extended you, while we tried to redecorate your Castle!” Pinkie responded.
“I certainly do remember, Diana; these are fond memories to me; even if my memory is far from matching yours, you know!” I responded.
“Then we gave you something worth remembering that day, at least. On that note, I have prepared everything for the party. They will be here in a minute or two!” she pointed out.
Pinkie Pie's Frame
With balloons flooding the ceiling, confetti on the floor and streamers hanging down, the party is starting out; with the first three girls happily enjoying the muffins and pastries, washing them down with the cider, or any of the other supplied beverages.
“Ruby, would you come with me for the first party surprise?” Pinkie Pie inquired, winking at the first girl.
“Sure thing; what is it, Diana?” she responded, then following my friend into the bed room.
“I may not be the expert, but I know it feels good. The only thing is that I need you nude on the bed, before I could give you the massage!” she whispered in a more conspiratorial voice.
“I think I have heard of that; but I have never actually had one, myself!” she responded in hushed tones, not to spill the beans all over the place and ruin the surprise for her friends in the other room.
“You are in for a treat, I am afraid I can’t say more; you just have to experience it, to know what I mean!” Pinkie responded.
“I am a sucker for treats, you know; Diana. Maybe that is because I never really do have any?” she added.
“Then I am here to change your luck, for the better!” Pinkie pointed out.
“That never happens, but I guess it is worth a shot?” she responded; stepping out of the skirt, before picking it up and placing it on the currently empty bed stand.
I look at her as she is disrobing, with fined disinterest; never sating, or giving her the idea that I am actually caring in the least. Once the skirt had come off; she continues by pulling the top up and over her head, placing that on the top of the pile that is her clothes. From there, she continues with her socks; right and left, before she stepped out of her panties and leaving them on the top of the pile.
“I hope you will not make me regret coming here, and accept the offered treat!” she expressed with worry on her voice, while her face still braved curiosity and hope.
“If that had been the case; it would have been too late, now, Naw, the offer still stands, such as I promised you!” I pointed out.
I produced a bottle of clear gel; which I am presenting as the massage oil, I was to offer her.
“For this to be as good as I promised you; I will need to apply a massage oil to your skin, while I perform your massage!” I then explained.
“Oh, okay; that sounds about right!” she responded, now clearly relieved by my actions.
Of course, the gel could have been anything. Slippery as it may be; but it will be absorbed by her skin, and saturate it completely in the process. The effect is quite relaxing; but will lend her flexibility, and elasticity she never had a chance to experience before. I am quite certain it will feel good, even if it may be a bit scary as well.
“If you lie on your belly, please?” I instructed her; looking at her as she climbed into the hotel bed, and turned her back up towards the ceiling.
“Oh, okay!” she responded, still self-conscious and a bit worried.
“How about a little quiet, relaxing music?” I suggested as the gel slowly warmed up in the bottle as I hold it in my hands.
“That would be nice!” she responded.
“I hope this will be all right by you!” I pointed out, slipping a disc in the slot and pressed play.
The room soon filled up with the tones of instruments, and slowly built up a soothing, relaxing air in the room. As the first minute of the music played out; I slowly dimmed the light down to little more than shadow, and dark in which I could see just enough of her to continue.
Pouring up the now warm gel in my right hand; before I rubbed my hands together, and started to apply the gel to her neck; just at the edge of her hair. My hands are making tiny circular motions as I move down her spine, pressing softly and massaging her in order to make her muscles relax as intended.
I work the gel into her skin, slowly; little by little along the entire length of her spine, only stopping to pour up a new hand full of gel before I continued.
As I had reached the end of her spine, I double back; just outside, careful not to cover the same skin twice in order to make the effect as strong and enjoyable as possible.
I soon came up on the neck, now covering the outer corner; only to double back once more. Now I worked her shoulders and down the sides of her back. Naturally I had to cover her plump rump, or this would have been for naught. At the end, I turned back along her flanks and over her shoulders.
At the edge of the shoulders, I continue with the right and left arms respectively. Over the elbows Wrists and the back of the hands. From here I work a finger at the time, starting with the thumb and down the line. Once I had hit the last finger; I continue with the palms of her hands, then up the other side of her arms and thus covering them entirely and completely.
As I had reached the armpits, I continue on the sides of her belly; continuing at the thighs of her legs. Over the knees and calves; then the soles of her feet, in under her toes and between in order to cover and saturate them with the gel.
I double back over her legs, up and down; ending up to cover the top of her feet as well; before I need her to turn over onto her back.
“How do you feel? Relaxed? Time to turn over so that I can complete the treat and complete the work!” I explained to the point in a warm, giggling girlish voice.
“Feel? It feels great, I have never felt this relaxed in my back; ever. Yeah. Oh, okay!” she responded; before she turned over and made herself comfortable, once more.
“I was expecting as much. Then you will be feeling like an entirely new girl; as you walk out of the room and, see your friends again!” I promised.
She just nodded. I started at the top of her face, just under her bangs, working around her face. Up and down; further and further in. Covering her cheeks and chin, before I got back and around to the tip of her nose. At this point, she merely giggled as I teased her lips with a little gel.
Now I continued down her chest, moving on in the same pattern. I made certain not to miss a spot, including her belly button. After several turns over; back and forth, further and further out on the sides of her belly; I reached the flanks where I had already covered her, and continued down the front of her legs; over the thighs, knees, calves and back. I had finished her feet, and found no purpose in going over them again, as comfortable as it may have been to her.
“You can open your eyes now. Feel free to lie still and relax for a moment, before you come back to the party?” I suggested, as I had finished her massage, knowing full well just how good she would be feeling right now.
The only remnants of the gel of her skin is a faint rubbery sheen, and nothing more. I closed the door after myself as I left the room.
“Oh, okay!” she responded, just as I walked out and closed the door.
Twilight Sparkle's Frame
Ruby blinked several times in the dark room, while the few remaining moments of the music still was playing. With her eyes wide open; she slide her legs to the side of the bed, and set foot on the floor. Once she stood up; she stroked the side of her flanks uncertainly, as if she had expected to feel slippery. Since she could feel no trace of the slippery oil; she picked up her panties and stepped into them, only to repeat the process with her skirt.
Then she picked up the top, and pulled it down over her head; before she picked up her socks, and pulled them on.
“Uh, I may be relaxed after the massage, but I still do feel more flexible than I could possibly account for!” she thought; spreading her legs wide, only to find herself with her rump on the floor; and her feet to the right and left.
“That certainly was fun, her massage, if it feels like this afterwards. I am not sure if I dare telling my friends, though!” she continued; before she walked out of the room, slipping the door open and closing it quietly behind her.
As she came back, she was wearing a crooked, insidiously knowing grin, playing on her lips.
“That was quite nice, Diana. Thank you for opening my eyes!” she prompted, as she returned.
“You are quite welcome, Ruby. It was just fun to help you out, and see how you enjoy the treat!” Pinkie responded with a warm giggle.
“That was certainly enjoyable enough, for a second chance. If I ever will be lucky enough to have one!” Ruby added.
I had met a new girl in town by the name of Diana, at least it is how she presented herself. I had no reason to doubt her, the name doesn’t really change a thing to me; she has no history or reputation to uphold; either good or bad, it is just a name to her face. Oh, but for the smile; I guess one could follow that to the edge of forever and to the end of the world.
She never asked me to follow her all that for, just to the hotel The Silly Pony; and to partake in a small party she was throwing with a friend of hers. Oh, she was there at the hotel, alright; I can’t deny that part. The party is there, as is her friend. It may be small, but this far it is fun; she had never asked me to pay anything, or anything.
All she actually did ask; aside from coming, is to ask a few friends to come as well. I guess that was a small price. On that note, if I have a few friends there; wouldn’t that make it safe, just in case. I have a few friends who know where I am, and all that.
Diana had actually been the one at the door, opening for me at their room. There are tons of muffins, and pastries; aside from cider and a few other beverages. I guess I go with her cider; it was not all that bad, I do even like it.
The room where she threw the party had the ceiling flooded with yellow and blue balloons. There are streamers hanging from everything, and confetti all over the place. Good thing I am not the one to clean up that mess, after the party. On that note, she promised a few party favours as well; I couldn’t help but accept the massage, it certainly was glorious. There is the one catch, of course; I had found myself considerably more flexible than I had ever dared to hope I could ever be.
I had noticed how my friends followed my example; one by one, not that I could ever blame them for it. Then she had actually offered me a second chance on her massages, and I had accepted it. What had I expected, but it sure was just as glorious as the first time. Whatever had she possibly spiked her oil with? Not that I dare asking her. The first item is that it never stained, there is no trace of the oil from either the first or the second time around. Just the momentary sheen to my skin, but that soon went away. Maybe it was just a trick of the light, but none of my friends ever saw a thing.
Am I a fool for staying to the very end of the party, in hopes to enjoy as much as possible of it? Is it stupid to hope for the next party favour? She certainly had enjoyed dishing them out, right and left. Strange how many of the pastries she still had managed to consume, even without making it look as she was bolting them down as a glutton.
Of course; at the end I started to feel tired, and found myself walking into the other room and hitting the sack; only to fall asleep sometimes after it had grown dark outside. Naturally, by this time it was rather quiet in the other room as well.
As I finally did wake up, it is a new day and bright sunshine beating down upon me from the other side of the window. If only that had been my biggest problem now, even if I guess it just is embarrassing.
I can clearly feel a large ball in my rump, but with no memory of how it ended up there; I drew a blank as I tried to figure out how and when it had happened as well. I am sitting on my knees on the floor with my hands on the floor, fingers spread out as wide as I could have imagined them and firmly pressed down onto the floor.
Apparently, I am looking straight forward with my head level. Just that I can’t move my legs, my arms or even my neck. I think I have an excited smile on my face. Then it hit me, I had been covered with a layer of metallic bloody red rubber from my neck, down. It is the rubber that is responsible for my pose, fiercely maintaining it I can’t feel the second layer of that gel she had applied on my skin as the second massage. What is the difference to me? I can’t see the zipper along my back, more than I could feel it; just as I can neither see nor feel the valve in my belly bottom.
She must have slipped a rubber tube into my mouth, but I can’t really feel it there; just that I can’t move my lips, my tongue or anything else in my mouth. Likewise, she had slipped a tube into my lower orifices, and these strange pasties on my cherries. If only I had seen them, but there are these strange pads, like the once on the paws of a dog or cat on the tips of my fingers and under my toes and heels.
What finally immobilized me, is the rubber she had placed on top of my head as a strange hairdo I never asked for. Well, at least I can open and close my eyes.
On second thought; I could see that my back had been bent fairly sharply, leaving me with my rump entirely bent over and still leaving my head leveled.
“They sure are looking good, our little dolls. I think they are ready, and safe to be carried over the border now!” Diana expressed; looking at me, and a few others in the same situation.
Of course; I realized that Sapphire and Emerald had to be in the room, even if I couldn’t see them from where I am sitting. Naturally; Amethyst and Diamond are also in the room; I had seen them following Diana into the room, and coming out just after her. They had been just as happy as I had been; after the party favours, and most likely just as flexible too. There is nothing I could do for them now, of course; just as they are incapable to help me in the least.
“Either way, I am packing up; we’re going home. I just hope they make it as intended, we can’t just leave them here as they are; or release them into the city after this party!” her friend had pointed out, eagerly.
“They should be great additions to your castle, either way. If they make it, they can help you with your library, if now; I fear they will be dolls for the rest of time. Unless you could adopt them off to some Pony else, when we get home!” Diana had put forth.
“Some Pony else? Are they Ponies, or Equines? Now I am certainly losing it. Whatever did they lace that cider I had with the other night?” I pondered, helpless to do anything right now.
“There is one thing we could do in order to prepare them for the ride, now as I think of it!” her friend stated.
“Oh, yeah. I can and I will do just that!” Diana declare.
“Whatever she had in mind; that could hardly be good!” I thought.
Then she walked up behind me, and touched me; I could feel her fingers as she was teasing me. If I had been hallucinating this, I guess that is fine; even if all the rest is utterly wrong. Then it hit me, just as she kept stroking the petals, I am coming. Over and over; once twice and thrice, harder and harder, faster and faster. Only now; there is no chance I could stop coming. I may have had a second before, but that is as far as it goes.
Her left hand soon ended up on the rear orifice. She eagerly and enthusiastically repeated the effort with the same exact result. She had managed to make me feel wet, all over again. Whatever was this, and whoever was she? Only; as I finally peaked, she moved her attention to the soles of my feet. From there she moved up to my chest, and my now fairly large and highly sensitive and excitable cherries. There is no stopping her.
She had gone over my lips and mouth, before she turned me over and teased the pads on the tips of my fingers, before she put me back on the floor; after that, I have no idea as to what she was doing. I just realized that I was slipped into the friends back packs. After that, I noticed that Sapphire was coming in after me; this was getting cramped in here.
Right here, and in the package of the girl who had presented her as Diana; I could have sworn she had Daemonic Powers, considering what she had done to me and my friends. At first, it had been feeling good and quite all right. First now, I had seen a glimpse of her power and capabilities.
She certainly isn’t just the girl we had seen the other day. If she isn’t that Daemon I see now, then what is she? On the one hand, I pray never to learn that truth; in the fear that it is too horrible to learn, and the consequences too painful. On the other hand, I hope I do get to learn who she is; even if she isn’t the mere girl I had met a day before. Or is that somewhere between twenty and thirty hours ago?
Wherever were they taking us? She had admitted as much as to say that we were being shipped off, and to a castle. Her friends’ castle, nonetheless. Why couldn’t we be returned to normal and go back to whom, and what we had been? What was at stake here? Maybe I just don’t want to know.
Moment by moment, my thoughts are growing fuzzier and fuzzier; maybe that is an effect of constantly coming over and over. or, was it something in the way they had packaged us in these rubber encasements; like a spider packaging its pray for later.
It isn’t as if I feel drowsy, ready to go to sleep; neither does it feel as if I am losing consciousness. At least, not in the sense it feels like, if you are beaten down, or under narcosis at the surgical theatre at the hospital.
What I feel is closer to a high, even if it isn’t like being drunk or anything like that. I doubt it is like any drugs I had ever heard of either.
After a while, I felt something fuzzy over my face; but am not clear as to what it is. The clear rubber hood soon covered my entire head. Once it is covering my skin, I soon dozed off. I had not even realized that a tube had slipped in, into my mouth as the hood had been slipped onto my head.
“Good, the last of our little dolls are securely packed and hooded for the trip. As they are now, they are as safe as I could ever make them!” Twilight prompted.
“Then we are good to go!” I responded.
Of course; everything is cleaned up after that party. I can’t complain, it had been a blast; even if there was just a few girls in a small room at the hotel.
Affording one last glance at the room as I walked to the door with Twilight just a step behind. I open the door and walk out, while she closed it quietly after herself. From there, we take the short walk from the room to the elevator and punch the key to make it appear on our floor.
A moment later, the double doors of stainless steel slide open with a ping and we enter. I hit the button to indicate my choice, the ground floor where the lobby is.
With a ping, the door slide up and we walk out. I walk up to the receptionist and leave the key by the desk, before the neatly uniformed girl who happens to be there at the moment. I beam a bright smile her way on my way out; it doesn’t cost me anything, but could make her day.
“Thanks, this was a lovely few days!” I explained and left the desk behind me on my way out.
“Thank you, Diana; and welcome back any time!” she responded.
A moment later we walked through the exit as the doors slide open and quietly closed behind us.
Apparently; people are already up and about in this bustling large city. I guess I couldn’t blame them. It isn’t by the sun of Celestia’s they measure their day, but the rays of her sun still is warming them just as much. None of them shuns the day, just that some choose to moon of Luna’s to be their patron.
I walk slowly among all these people, just giggling to myself, and beaming a smile at anyone who afforded me as much as a glance. Then I feel the warmth of smiles returned and friends ship’s seeds sown. Maybe this place wasn’t all that bad, but it still isn’t my home. I am already longing for Ponyille in the Equestria where Celestia and Luna are ruling. These are the two Princesses who watched over us and kept us safe.
Maybe I and a few friends did a few good and heroic deeds on the way, but these two has kept us safe for so long, maybe it is just fair that some Pony returns the favour from time to time. I don’t mind being that Pony.
Of course; there are others who do their respective parts too, like Princess Cadance and Shining Armour; even if I guess I do consider them my friends too. On that note; that remark is highly unfair, I consider every pony in Equestria my friend. Even the once who were never born as Ponies.
At this point, the lead word is; walk slowly with measured steps, these people are our friends. I know it and make the most out of it.
I walk with the now quite heavy back pack on my back without making it seem as if there is anything special in it. I am good at it. Just beaming smiles left and right, greeting a few or saying; “Hiya!”, to the next. Walking along the street as if it had been just the regular day it is.
Never stopping, never ever slowing down. I don’t look back; but face everyone on my way with the most confident of smiles without ever overdoing it, or overstepping.
Of course, there it is, the inevitable; the gate, the portal to her castle in Ponyville; Equestria. I walk towards it as if it had been a door to the supermarket, or my very own home. There is little to no difference to me. I know the key, and my friendship, my friends carry me through the day.
None realized where I were going, or what I had been carrying from the hotel. There had been nothing alerting them to suspect it. The girls had never really been missed before, or cared for. Maybe that is why I had been sent here in the first place? to save them from the life that never cared for them, or missed them when they were gone? Now they will be cared for, and missed if they went missing or worse.
I had stepped through the mirror and portal into the castle with Twilight sparkle just the one step behind me; and she came a step after me. Once I had entered Equestria, I am in Ponyville. Only now; the door closed behind us, not to be opened by anyone, or any pony again.
I had found myself back in my original, Pony form; once I had passed through the mirror. I slip out of my saddle bags, and pull out the two girls; or the dolls they had been turned into for the trip, and the passing of the border.
I look at the red and blue rubber the dolls are made out of, even if I knew there should be a living girl hidden within; just waiting for us to pull her out and return her into the world, and make her into the girl she once had been. Thankfully, she is still in the very same form and pose as she had been, before she had been stuffed into what had been my back pack on the other side.
“Let’s take them down to the basement and see how they made it. I doubt it is good to let others see them, at least right away!” I prompted.
“Yes; let us carry them down to where they are to live, from now on; assuming they made it, which I intend to assume and expect; until I am proven wrong!” she responded, then urging me to slip the two dolls back into the saddle bags.
I carried the two still unconscious forms of what had been two girls. Bouncing down the flight of stairs and along the long and still empty halls. I only stopped as we reached a new hall with several doors to small rooms, not too unlike the cells of a prison. Yet, these are technically not prison cells.
Just outside the doors to the respective rooms, I had pulled out the two girls, and she had pulled out the respective three girls she had been carrying. I had opened the doors, once by now, while she created the tags for the doors.
“Okay, once they are out, they can not see where they came from!” she prompted.
“Okelay, dokelay, lokelay!” I responded, as I placed my two charges in their rooms; marked Ruby and Sapphire.
Once they are in their rooms, I pull the hood off of the head of the respective girls; then help her removing the hoods of hers.
After that; she lights her horn and uses the arcane unicorn magic to extract their balls. At this point; they slump down on their beds, while she guided their bodies into a pose, laying comfortably on their backs.
Looking closer; there is a distinct colour on each ball, and a holographic gem in them, representing the girls they are belonging to.
“I think we can leave them here for now!” I prompted, knowing full well that they were to sleep for an hour.
Naturally, they had all climaxed, a few minutes after their respective balls had been extracted.
The girls would recognize their respective balls by touch only, even if they may recognize the significance of the colour as well.
I woke up on a bed in a strange, and highly unfamiliar room. The walls, floor and ceiling are clearly one single crystal; in a shiny purple hue, from what I could see. I only have the four walls, the ceiling and he bed on which the bed is standing upon. There is no carpets, paintings or windows to be seen. Yet, I do have a bed stand too.
Feeling spent and wasted, but warm and fuzzy. I am clearly in a very comfortable bed, with a soft mattress; while the bed linens all are a light purple who, not too dissimilar to the crystal walls. Then I noted a darker, deeper purple star emblem on the right side; with what looks like a similar white star under and several smaller white stars encircling the larger star in the middle.
As I stretch my body, I find myself fully relaxed and much more flexible than I should have been; discounting that strange dream of the party at the hotel. The only problem is that I still do recall that specific dream in crystal clear and vivid details, as if I had been there right now. I never recall a single detail out of my dreams, even as I wake up from them; with that said, it is why I claim that I never dream.
I am told that all humans dream several times each night, even girls like me. I just have no proof of it, and thus discount the tales as silly. From there; the dream I had, can not have been a dream. If it had been; I would never have remembered it, even when the sequence bears all the signs of being just that; a dream.
As I finally do slide out of bed, just after I had folded the purple quilt up against the wall; I feel the solid, hard crystal under my still bare feet. Of course I am nude, and with no clothes in site.
Either they are not wearing clothes around here, or they don’t understand the level of embarrassment it is representing to be left without clothes. I guess I am lucky, there is none here. Hay, not even a dog or cat to be seen in the room.
There is none, and nothing; nothing to do, but wait for whatever is to come next. Which is by no means what I had expected, in any case.
Of course; I could see the spherical door nob, and that it has a groove that is looking like the hand of a Human girl; just like myself. As a matter of fact, on closer inspection; that is my hand, it is identical, even the colour is right.
Only now, I could clearly see the nob turn; as if to open the door, and then it did just that. A moment later; a pink character entered the door, vaguely similar to a Horse; so I guess it would be correct to assume that she is an Equine, and a mare at that. Daring a closer look; she has a deeper and darker pink to cerise or red mane, tightly curled up. Naturally; her tail is the same colour, and style as her mane.
The next thing I noticed; after that strange smile on her face is the two blue balloons, and the yellow one in a group, on what she would be calling the flank.
Should I have been shocked or surprised; as I noted, realized that she is utterly nude, and does not wear as much as a shred on her body; not even a band or a ribbon in her mane or tail.
Of course, she just had to have large, beautiful and expressive, deep blue eyes. Now, didn’t she?
“Hiya, Amethyst! My name is Pinkamena Diana Pie; but call me Pinkie Pie, or Pinkie for short; all my friends do. You knew me as Diana, which is technically correct; since it is my middle name!” she just blurted out in an explosion of words, passing for both a greeting and a presentation, all at once.
“Uh, oh? So this is what you look like, Diana? Or; should I call you Pinkie now, like everyone, or Pony else?” I responded, my jaw dropped all the way down to the floor.
“Either is fine by me, but Diana would confuse he others around here!” she just pointed out; as if it had been the most natural thing in the world, where ever this would be right now.
“In that case, Diana; where are we? And, why am I here?” I inquired, in hopes she would not do anything strange, embarrassing or painful to me as a reaction.
”This is Ponyville; Equestria, in the Royal castle belonging to Princess Twilight sparkle. She is the princess of Friendship. This is your home, your room; it is in the basement, which is one reason why you don’t have any windows in your room!” Pinkie Pie, or Diana explained, matter of fact; but couldn’t quite contain her exuberant enthusiasm.
“When you say that it is my room, you don’t mean a cell in a prison, then? Ponyville, Equestria; where in the world is that?” I responded.
“Wait; are you assuming you are a hostage or a prisoner of war, Amethyst? We are no longer on the world you call Earth. This is a different realm, where Ponies such as myself rule more or less supreme; even controlling the day and night, and the weather on the top-side!” she pointed out in the same manner as before.
“Okay; I do have a fairly comfortable and good looking bed, I grant you that much. Yet, with the walls I have, and pretty much nothing else in the room. I have no furniture or clothes to wear. Prisoner or Hostage would be pretty much the same to me. You mean to say that you actually control the weather and the day and night?” I exclaimed, now more excited and agitated by what she was trying to tell me.
“I have a bed, just like it; in which I sleep each and every night. On that note; most of us never wear clothes since we don’t need them, not in the climate we have in Ponyville at least. I have personally seen princess Celestia raise the sun at the Mid Summer festival, and the Pegasi are moving the weather fronts more or less at their discretion, according to the schedule. Life is pretty and good here in Ponyville!” she merely explained.
“Since I am not a Prisoner or Hostage, am I free to walk out of the room? Would I be able to wear clothes and have something to eat? I would also need something to do in order to pass the time, either way. I would love to see that festival, and the Pegasi clear the sky!” I pointed out.
“I think I can convince my friend Rarity to make you something comfortable to wear. Your door will remain open all day, and there is a library down here in the basement. Furthermore; let me assure you, you are certainly not alone here, even if you have not seen either of your friends yet. They would be waking up any time now!” she blurted out.
“Would your friend, Rarity make clothes for us, like the once we wore before you brought us here, or the once you wear? The door is open? I guess a library is better than nothing. My friends from the Party, you mean?” I pondered.
“It may be a bit tricky to explain what I need, but she is quite capable of crafting Human clothes for a Girl just like yourself. She just needs a few measurements, in order for your suit to be comfortable and look the way you would like it to look She is the Fashionista of Ponyville, and the go-to Pony, when you need something to wear. Ruby, Sapphire, Emerald and Diamond, are all here. Oh, but where are my manners? I had brought your breakfast too!” she prompted and pulled a bottle of cider out of the curls on her head, and then a paper bag of muffins.
I promptly opened the paper bag, only to find the muffins she had baked for me while I was sleeping.
“These does look yummy!” I exclaimed.
“Yeppers, deppers; I should know, I personally baked them for you!” she pointed out with a very wide grin, even for a Pony that is.
“Thanks, Pinkie. Guess I am more hungry than I had expected, now after the trip to Equestria!” I pointed out, taking a bit out of the first of the muffins.
“Then I will leave you to your breakfast!” she pointed out and left the room.