Author's Note

Scootaloo's POV

More Fun: 4

Ponyo had given me a second massage, after she had inserted that ball from behind. Of course, I had given her a second massage after I had inserted a ball into her as well. I had enjoyed it, just as much as she had, and she certainly did enjoy it royally, from what I could see.

I barely feel the ball now, just as I know she couldn’t either. Yet, it was a curious feeling, as she inserted mine and I inserted hers. Something I have never experienced, just as I could never have imagined it before. Maybe this is part of the excitement, aside from sharing the experience.

“How about we move up, would you enjoy a manicure? I know I sure would!” Ponyo exclaimed.

“Since I do have hands, that sounds like fun. Or about twenty percent cooler!” I responded.

“Since I think I want a complete manicure, we start with the hand cream, then I will start by helping you polishing your nails. We both have a left hand, you know!” she put forth, scooping up a portion for herself as she had opened the can, then indicating for me to follow her example.

“The complete manicure would be fine by me!”I put forth, accepting the gel and slowly spread it out over the palms of my hands, before working it in into the holographic flesh, as if I had been a physical individual, enjoying the shared moment and sensations.

“I am sure this will look great on you, just as it will on me, once we are finished!” she pointed out as she had finished with the hand cream.

“Sure, please get started. Then I can see how it is to be done so I can extend the gift back to you, once you have finished?” I offered, extending my right hand towards her, fingers spread slightly in order for her to get started.

“Here we go!” she offered as she took my extended hand in hers, the brush in her right hand as she started to paint the nail of my right thumb, from the top and center and then right and left, right and left, making sure not to miss anything, while staying clear of the skin on the side of the nail, then continued, nail by nail until she had finished the first hand.

“This is utter gloss, looks beautiful!” I exclaimed as I lifted my hand up, spreading my fingers in order to see better, before I extended my left hand for her to continue.

“I am inclined to agree, this is exactly what I had hoped for!” she responded as she accepted my left hand, before repeating the process of polishing the nails of my left hand.

“Then it is my turn to return the favour, if you please?” I put forth, accepting the right hand she extended to me, after she had put the polish down for me to pick up.

“Yes, it is. Something I sure will enjoy!” she prompted excitedly, without pointing out the effects of the massage and the balls we had inside, although she would be bound to figure that out soon enough.

“That would be the point of the exercise, wouldn’t you say. You will look great with polished nails, even if yours are fairly short!” I suggested, as I picked up the brush, painting her nails carefully one at the time, repeating the process, just as carefully as she had demonstrated it.

“Yes, but they do look great!” she pointed out as she puled back her right hand and extended the left in its place.

“How about I give you a nice pedicure, before you give me my hooficure?” I offered as I continued painting the nails of her left hand.

“Sure, why not?” she responded as she pulled her left hand back as I had finished it, before she applied the gel she had presented as hand cream a moment earlier to the soles of her feet in the same manner as we had applied it to the palms of our hands.

“If you extend your right foot and I can get started? The same polish as you used on my nails, I take it!” I stated as I bend forwards, only to notice she had already filed her own toenails beautifully, even if I had no idea as to the exact effect of the gel presented as nail polish.

Yes, sure. That would be the idea!” she responded as she placed her foot in my lap so that I could comfortably polish her nails as intended.

“That is what I expected, on both counts!” I responded, noticing just how soft her feet was in my lap as I started to polish her nails with the gel indicated.

“Guess we have the same ideas, then. If you extend your left foot, once I finished?” I suggested as I slowly applied the polish to her nails one at the time, starting with the big one, moving outwards, using the same techniques and pattern as with her nails, as I covered her entire nails.

“I just love the feeling of that, the closeness and understanding even before you even uttered a word in explanation!” she put forth, extending her left foot as she pulled back her right one, placing it gently onto the floor in an almost entirely soundless fashion.

“Facinating effect your hand or foot cream has, if you don’t mind me saying so? I expressed as I continued the pedicure, enjoying the effect of the cream she passed off as both hand and foot cream.

“Yes, it is, isn’t it. I love the smooth skin and the softness it lends to my flesh. Time for your hooficure, isn’t it?” she responded.

“If you extend your hooves and place them in my lap, I will give you the treat momentarily!” I offered with a smile on my face.

“I think the hand cream made my hands at least twenty percent cooler, I expect your next treat to be equally awesome!” I responded as I presented my hind hooves in her lap, for her to perform what she had promised.

“I think it will, but don’t take my word for it, you’ll see in a moment!” she put forth as I started polishing my right hoof, from the top center downwards, then intermittently right and left, right and left, before I made a thin line from right to left along the top and bottom rims of her hoof, before repeating the process with her left hoof.

“Shiny, I like it!” I pondered as I admired the high gloss finish applied to my hooves.