Submitted by Ponyess - Pinkie Suck-tions . - F/F - (First Person) - [Anthro] [Latex] [Alteration] [Hoof play] [Orgasm Denial]

There was a knock on my door, and I bounced up, soon hitting the door, and slipped it to the side, allowing my friend, Silver Hoof into my home. She apparently did have the saddle bags stuffed, with the items she had promised to use, for a treat. “Hiya, Hoofie. I hope you're going to enjoy it as much as I will!” I just bubbled over, excitedly.

“That I will, you'll see!” she just promised, as she slid the doors shut behind her, before urging me back into my home, and into my bedroom.

“I notice you cleaned your hooves off, in anticipation!” she pointed out, as she had had the time to have a good look at me.

“I did, just as you told me, when I talked to you on the phone, the other day. I hope your trip over was as smooth as expected!” I then responded.

“It was, if you'd just sit down on the chair you so thoughtfully placed in the room!” she pointed out.

I nodded, this was almost as if I had been with Rarity on a SPA visit, I know she enjoyed to go there with me, and I had enjoyed going with her, after all. If for nothing, she is my friend, after all, but the visit had been great, as well.

I just looked in amusement, as she pulled out, what was needed, step by step, starting with the cleaning gel. Then she slowly, carefully polished my hooves, first the right, then the left. She holds the brush magically, in part, because it is more precise, and it is gentler. 'It is the Lady Like Manners', as Rarity would have put it.

I eagerly spread my cerulean hooves for her, in order for her to better get at every tiny part. Lifting a hoof at the time, foreleg right and left, then the hind legs, in turn. I could clearly see, and feel the effects of her initial step of the treatment. I enjoy the slight tingle of it, as the hoof is cleaned up, from the inside and out. I guess Rarity would complement me for my stylish hooves, next time I see her?

She had allowed my hooves a minute to rest, giving the effects all the time required, before moving on to the next vial, all the while, capping the first, before moving on to the next. This is the clear base coat, or it is what I imagined it would be, never quite knowing. I did feel the brush as she slip it over my hoof, from the top centre of the first front right part of my right for hoof. From there, she moved ever outwards, alternating right and left. Finger by finger, as it were, moving to the left for hoof, continuing the process. Then, she just moved to the hind hoof.

I looked down at my hooves, shiny, glistering. I had not realised, just how the polish was to affect my hooves just yet, even if I had imagined it was to strengthen them. How it made them highly elastic, as if made out of rubber, I had no clue as of yet.

She just waited for the polish to cure completely. Yes, cure, not merely dry, like the regular polish I could have bought in any store? I guess it had been way below her dignity to use any of these, but as a unicorn, she could prepare her very own polishes.

She had picked a red polish, the hue apparently a metallic bloody red? I soon noticed how she had started to polish my right for hoof, finger by finger. I love the attention, revelling in her attention, could you blame me? I'm the party animal, after all. Hyper and out of control. I had realised, I can' deny or escape it, even if I had wanted to.

Once she finished coating my hooves red, she stop, putting the vial back, picking up the next. What it was, I had no idea, but was sure it was doing me good, even if I only enjoyed it, for the attention she was currently granting me. I guess I could look fabulous for the next party or event. Just as I was hoping Rarity would complement me for the effort I had put into it, possibly begging me, for the details, and who had tended to me?

If possible, my hooves now are even more shiny, and glittering? If it is, what she had intended. She had not told me it is hoof glue, the first permanent component of it, that is. Then she just polished the top of each hoof. Thus sealing it in, keeping the effect of her adhesive to the sole of my hooves, rather than the entire hoof.

“All done. I hope you like the result!” Hoofie stated, as she finished stashing the manicure equipment away.

“Looks fabulous. Shiny, slippery and smooth. I guess red isn't all that bad. Makes for more effect, as polishes goes. Now, where would you go from here?” I replied.

“Then again, now's the time for the fun part, if you'd just stand up? I'll get you into gear in no time!” she promised.

“Thanks!” I exclaimed, as I got up, soon standing on my own four hooves.

“If you spread your hooves wide, giving me a bit more space under your belly?” she then suggested, and I eagerly followed her instructions.

Then I soon felt a soft touch from behind, as something rubbery hit the crack, squarely. Apparently covered in a thick gel, that was rubbing off as it slide over my skin. I felt as it moved inside of me, which wasn't uncomfortable, due to the fact it was merely a two inch head, and the plug a single inch. Then there is apparently a sucker cup foot to it, I imagined it was there in order to stop the plug, but it could probably be used to stick the plug to a smooth surface, such as a wall, floor, or other furniture surfaces? It was no real difference to me.

The plug soon came out, only to slip back in, now covered in another gel. Somehow I just knew the skin had absorbed the first gel, thus being dry, but the plug did feel decidedly larger, mainly because my rear now contracted on reflex as the plug returned. There is something else, something more teasing me just after it had slipped in, and I feel every slight movement as it moved slightly, before it was removed.

“Ooooh!” I just moaned, as the plug came out with a slight 'plop'.

“That's the first part of the preparations!” she simply teased.

I just shook my head in response, feeling my brightly pink mane rustle back and forth.

“That's the spirit!” she just teased.

Then I felt a gel brushed over my mound, somehow making it expand, just little by little, as if she had been adding wet clay to a sculpture she was creating? The image came to mind, giving me strange feelings, but the effect refused to be denied.

As she was satisfied with the size and extension of my mound, the image soon slipped, but she continued, only with a new gel. I can't say what it was doing to the skin of my now generously expanded mound, though it was feeling soft, softer by each touch.

I'm not sure I noticed when she swapped gels again, the new one, firming my flesh up. In order for it to feel somewhat as if she had not started? Or like the front of my hard hooves, sleek, slippery, hard? Yet, it isn't feeling all that much out of place, I guess I could get used to it?

Then another gel, this time I can say I was starting to be excited, it apparently made my slightly more sensitive, but more than enough for me to notice it, it's irrefutable.

The final step, in two parts, first the gel cover my mound, before she spread, what was to act lubricant? I can't deny the joy of it, even if it could be premature, it's the mound, not the orchid, after all?

“That feels good!” I moaned.

She just started with a new gel? I noticed my orchid was expanding, she was applying more clay to her pony sculpture? Then she continued, only now she made the skin slowly turn into a rough rubbery texture, before it started to change yet again, only now it was starting to feel elastic, before it slowly contracted, and finally firmed up.

Then she slipped the next gel all over the orchid, from the outside and in, only to apply what could be nothing but a strong lubricant, and very thick at that.

“I feel almost as if I am in heat!” I uttered in surprise, realising it wasn't too far from the truth.

“There is more, but I'll allow you to just enjoy it, without getting ahead of myself?” she suggested.

“Ooooh?” I moaned.

I could feel her hooves on my jigglies, slowly working her way, all over my chest? What the gel was doing, soon got apparent, as I noticed the slowly firmed up, shrinking into a pair of even A-Cups, though the shape of Cup-Cakes was overly evident.

“The way you're bouncing all over the place, this should be a god-sent gift, as if Celestia herself had granted your wish!” Hoofie pondered, all knowingly.

“I am the hyper all out of control party animal, it's in my nature!” I confessed, with a giggle.

She just nodded, as her hooves kept teasing my now A-Cup sized Cup-Cakes for Jigglies. Only now, I realised they were firming up, they still do feel as if they're me, even if they are as if they had been supported by an extremely firm top?

Once she had concluded the work on my jigglies, she continued to work my nibbles? I felt almost as if she had been applying the clay to the sculpture? The nibbles certainly did feel as if they were expanding, but I couldn't complain. I loved how it feels, her hooves slowly but certainly teased my nibbles.

Then she simply swapped gel, making my nibbles feel almost like the rough rubber, she had made my orchid out to be? Only then, another gel slowly was absorbed by my nibbles, now in the full size. Then the next gel, her hooves all over my nibbles. What came next is that my nibbles started to react differently to her eager caresses. Almost as if they were trying to fill out a mouth, between closed lips? There was something to it?

I noticed how my nibbles grew sensitive, before she applied the gel she had applied to my orchid and mound, just before the slippery lubricating gel had finished the process, and indeed, she did cover my nibbles with it, as well. Apparently, there was no end in sight, she had been pampering me up for ages, for all I could say, though the nature of her work was slowly changing.

I felt her hooves, as she placed them on my cheeks, and slowly rubbed in a mate gel. I enjoyed it, for what it was worth. I was starting to feel strange, the tingling now spreading from somewhere inside of me, my orchid pulsating, as if having a life of its own? It cause me to moan. I couldn't stop it. Of cause, before she was done, she had to do just another tease?

She slowly, carefully applied red lipstick, matching my hooves, before she picked up, what could only be an eye shadow? I realised, only too late, she had made a grand make up, leaving my eye lids, now a shimmering metallic silver? Then she couldn't help, but painting my eye lashes a glistering night black. I guess I do look great?

Then I found her hoof, smearing a thin line of clear gel from right to left, now covering my lips, sealing my mouth, for what escapade she had planned? Then she bent forwards, smearing a similar line along each of my hooves, right and left, front and hind. I had no clue as to what the slippery gel along the rims of my hooves was good for, just had not tried to say a work, and staying put.

Now, as she had apparently finished, what she had prepared, it is her turn, I had figured?

“You look great. Ready for what I had in mind. I'll enjoy you to the fullest!” she just promised.

I tried to respond, but my lips refused to part, and thus prevented me from expressing what I felt. That's when I knew I was feeling as if I had been in heat. Then she slipped a finger inside of my rear orifice, between the cheeks of my rump, just for the tease of it? I could clearly feel how I contracted around her, and every last move of the finger. There is no denying it.

Then I was involuntarily making a slight move, but my hooves just refused to come off of the floor, spread wide apart as they were. That's when it dawned upon me, if only for a brief moment, what is t was she had done to me. I'm trapped in a sense of being in heat.

She had just given me a hint, as to where she was going. Then she moved up to my front, kissing me on my lips. There was a flash of lightning, and a tingling sensation spread over my lips from the momentary contact.

She soon withdrew from my face, only to move to my right, licking the nipple, I felt every touch, only shockingly vividly. I had no idea, I could be this sensitive. I wanted to scream, but my sealed lips refused, which only made it all the more urgent. I'm trapped in the centre of her attention.

She was slowly circling the outer edges of my nibbles, then continued down towards the jigglie, slowly moving closer. Teasing every cell of the nipple, the roughness only making up more space for her to tease. After what felt like an eternity, she had been circling down, then up, kissed the tip of the nipple, only to allow her lips to slowly move down along the full length of my nipple, only to make a point out of it. That's when I noticed she slowly sucked, just slightly, and then more, before she teasingly pulled back, only to suck slightly harder with each time she was about to slip off of the nipple. Then, to my shock, I realised what happened next, as I felt the squirt, when she pulled back, the thick liquid soon to hit the back of her mouth, then sliding down her throat. I just gasped, but my lips still refused to part, and there was no air flowing down my throat? I was restricted to breathe through my nostrils.

After a moment, with tightly pressed lips, she pulled out, further and further, until I fell her lips pull away, and the nipple had come out, clearly covered in her saliva. I hear her moaning.

What was she to do, follow up on the left side? She was a tease, apparently, and she had me where she had wanted me all along. Stuck on the floor in the middle of the room. I felt her finger slip inside of my rump for a new tease, while she slowly moved towards, where she intended to go, only to pull out, just as she slipped down onto the floor. On her back, she now lay with her face, right under me, and her lips soon on my orchid.

I now feel her hooves, right and left on my mound, caressing me in an ever more teasing manner. Then she pressed her lips onto the petals of my orchid, and her tongue came out, between slightly parted lips, starting to move up and down the length of my orchid, only to press slightly harder, pushing in slightly further.

She knew I'm way beyond screams, as she felt the contractions, knowing I was coming, but no end. She just kept gyrating. The slippery gel, refusing to give way, thus allowing her endless joy, since I'm wet. The wet rubbery orchid, is that what she had desired all along? I would have given it to her first time she asked, if ever she asked?

Then I realised, just how slippery her tongue is. If only it had hit me, just what she was doing? It's apparently her party. I'm breathing heavily. I still tried to open my mouth, only to feel the skin stretch just a little bit further?

I felt something slip into my rear, but couldn't spare much attention. Her tongue already taking most of it. Then from time to time, her hooves forced me to focus on where she was rubbing? She still did tease my largely oversensitive mound. I knew it, somewhere back in my mind.

The electric tingle now had spread to encompass my entire body. It was maddening. She kept at it, pushing me further and further towards the now desired climax, but there seems to be no end?

She apparently felt the edge of her needs? She had licked the entire walls of my orchid, as far as her tongue could reach, several times over, and I should have been soar, and bone dry. I should have climaxed, but all she had managed, is to get me to the tip of my peak.

Then I soon found her lips at my left nipple? Longingly licking it, encircling from the outer rim of the tip of the nipple, downwards, then all the way down.

That's about as far as my conscious could keep track of, although I knew I had not passed out or fallen asleep. Only it was the end of new impressions. I had peaked, finally. Only it is bliss. There is a blurry white fuzz, which is all there is.

Then I felt something else, something new? There was something retracted from my rear. I can see it is dark outside. Hoofie clearly laying on her back on my bed. Is she sleeping?

Moment by moment, I felt myself coming back, the climax came, just at the instant I could feel my hooves hitting the ground? Then I fell asleep, still in place.

As I woke up, I lay in my bed, she had removed the gel from both my lips, and my hooves. Then I realised, she was kissing me.

Author's Note

This fic was submitted by Ponyess. Check out his / her other stories!

The title and tags was chosen by him / her. I simply edited the fic slightly. I changed some words around, everything else was him / her!

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