Author's Note

Sweetie Belle's POV

More Fun: 4

I had just followed my Riku into her room. We had all loved every instant of the meal and every bite of the breakfast. Now it is time for further exploration. Question is, what are we going to do.

The first thing coming to my mind, is to test out some more of the items she had on stock, including the gel that could fuse her hooves to any smooth surface, like a floor or wall. I had read up on it while I waited for her to wake up. I had little else to do, while waiting.

“Good thing you closed he door to the room, Riku. I want to explore something with you!” I pointed out.

“A closed door means privacy. They can knock, if they want anything. Although I guess they are all busy with their own business. That would leave us alone to do, whatever you had in mind for the two of us!” she responded.

“That sounds reasonable. I managed to read up on certain details while you lay sleeping. Now is the time to try out a few ideas, based on what you gathered for the two of us!” I proposed.

“Oh yeah, I kind of forgot about that little detail, you didn’t need any sleep, right. We may need to get more literature for you to enjoy. The manual isn’t all that exciting to read, but I guess I am happy you did read it!” she responded.

“Good thing you did. Now I know all I need to know in order for me to lead the exploration for both of us. I know you have all we need for today. In a few days, I can go out and buy everything we need. None needs to be the wiser of it. By then, it will be more or less impossible to tell the difference between the two of us since you could take back your regular form any time you please!” I pointed out.

“Just as you could go back to your original form, if and when you choose to. I have to admit, I am excited by the prospects. I didn’t know you could develop this far, but I certainly am pleased to see, just how much fun you can provide for both of us, right here and now!” she responded.

“Yes, nothing preventing us from going back to our original forms. You see, I managed to copy our respective balls, in the sizes that are matching our original once, so you couldn’t tell the difference between the ball you used yesterday, and the one I copied for you during the night. Thankfully, I managed to line them up in a manner that will make it obvious, which ball is which. Actually, there is a small Icon on the rack that will allow you to know which ball it is you pick up as well!” I pointed out.

“Then we could swap forms as we please since we have a ball for both forms each? If you keep the ball in until you have attained your physical form, your natural form may become what I look like today, if you had not swapped the balls while I slept. I was considering to try to make a new form for you, but that will have to wait until you can deactivate the emitter. Then we can start over, making a new you, in a few different versions, just for the fun of seeing how you would turn out. For now, I think we should go back to the idea you had in mind for both of us!” she pondered.

“Good thing you have a spare matrass!” I pointed out as sI placed it in the middle of the room.

“Yeah, it is!” she responded as I lay down on the comfortable matrass she placed on the floor.

“If you would place your head on the pillow and spread your legs?” I pointed out, pointing at the pillow I had placed at the top of the matrass.

“Okay!” she responded as she moved up and placed her head on the pillow, spreading her legs and slipped her hooves to each side, softly planting them safely an inch from the matrass.

“That is beautiful!” I pointed out as I uncapped the can, scooped up the gel and spread a line of gel along her right hoof, then the left, thus leaving her stuck in place once her hooves had fused securely to the floor.

“I can’t even see where my hooves end and where the floor begins!” she responded as she managed to sit up and look at her hooves where they had fused to the floor.

“Exactly. If you could give me a tentative tug to each hoof in order to get a feel for it and for me to see it?” I suggested.

“Sure!” she responded and gave her right hoof a tentative tug, then the left, neither would budge in the least, just gave off a curious and delightful squeak, while stretching as she tugged at them respectively.

“Good!” I responded and examined the rim of both hooves carefully, only to see they were both perfectly made.

“I love the squeaks my hooves made as I tugged at them!” she pointed out, looking at her with excitement.

“Me too. Now I need to explore the rest of what you had intended for me, before I swapped our respective balls!” I pointed out as I sat before her, leaning forwards.

“I haven’t done this before, with any Pony, but then, neither have you?” she considered.

“Never had any Pony to do it with, thus I never did it. On the other hoof, at the time I was too young to be interested in even finding the special some Pony for myself, required to have a Pony to do it with. You gave me the opportunity to enjoy, what I never knew I could have enjoyed. I hope you will enjoy experiencing and exploring it with me, I certainly intend to enjoy it!” I declared.

“I think it is referred to as FoalCon, no, I prefer you as adult. Now we can experience it to the fullest together and enjoy the experiences as they were intended to be. I don’t really care what others would say, but I think I got you down pretty well, wouldn’t you think?” she responded.

“I loved my freedom as the little Filly I was back then, but I can appreciate the sophistication of being a fully grown adult Mare too. Time to get down to it!” I pointed out, pushing my face down, feeling the orchid pressing firmly onto my lips.

“Ooooh!” she moaned in response.

I merely parted my lips and allowed my tongue to slip out. Licking the coarse rubbery flesh that is her orchid, such as she made it out to be, before I made her into this mare Satyr.

From here, I slip my hands in under the plump fleshy rump, sliding my hands in under her, feeling the skin press down against the palms of my hands.

As my hands reached her waist I stop, feeling my hands around her waist, feeling my thumbs on her belly. I enjoy holding tight around her, pressing my lips down over her orchid, feeling the soft, smooth and elastic mound, as generous as she had made it for me in the first place.

After a moment as I lick her orchid, I feel it starting to grow moist, only enticing me to continue. I feel the moist turn into wetness under my enthusiastic efforts. Soft moans escaping her lips from time to time.

If this is what she had intended for me, I couldn’t blame her. Would I have enjoyed it as much as she does, I would have been ectatic. The nectar slowly covering my tongue is clearly sweet and pleasant to the taste. Is it me, or was it part of a design?

I make an effort to press her gently towards my lips as I keep lapping at the firm, but deliciously elastic rubber that is her orchid, eager to accept every drop of the thickening juices she so generously offered me. Feeling the slippery rubber under my tongue as it elicited strange sensations I had never been prepared for, but couldn’t quite help but enjoy.

My slightest touch on the orchid instantly made her contract, while she never could prevent my tongue to slip ever deeper into her, only teasing me forwards.

After about a minute I suddenly feel something new, apparently she was coming for the first time. As she came, she inadvertently puled at her hooves, only to give her a new squeak for the effort.

Only about a minute later, I could feel a new contraction and the squeak slightly more pronounced. As hard as the contraction was, she was too elastic to make it uncomfortable, only enhanced the sensations a bit more each time she came all over again.

Of course, there was no way out for her since her hooves are fused to the floor, but that isn’t what truly held her down. She is simply incapable of climax, but so am I. For as long as the ball remains inserted, I am pushed further and further towards the peak.

I slowly and reluctantly loosened my grip around her waist and pulled my hand out from under her, before I could shift position. From there I lifted my head up and moved around in order to place my feet to the right and left of the matrass, just behind her head. Eagerly awaiting the experiences she would give me.

Once I had turned half way around, I press my face down over her orchid once more as I press my mound over her muzzle, feeling her hands around my waist as I had held on to her, only from right and left instead as from under me.

As I pressed my mound own over her muzzle, the moan quieted down since it couldn’t escape the confines of my orchid. Then I feel her parting her lips just before she started to lick my orchid, lapping up the built up moist and juices as the poured forth as she stimulated and excited me further.

I slip my hands in between her legs, grabbing her calves just above her smooth rubbery hooves holding on tightly, enjoying the smooth touch under my fingers. Feeling her legs tug, then again she kept coming. I hear each and every little squeak as they grew stronger with her excitement as I lapped away at her orchid from the other side.

As I press down, I soon feel her nibbles against my body as my nibbles brush against her belly. it was unavoidable, but still just as exciting to me. I could but imagine how the stimulation would push her even further.

Her large nibbles felt stiff under me. The coarse rubber, as elastic as it was only teased me further. I feel excitement in the firm stiffness in her nibbles, though I guess she would feel the same from me as I rub my body against hers. By now, time had lost all meaning.

Of course it was inevitable, several minutes later I came. I could feel her tongue inside me as my juices spurted more intensely than they had before. She responded by lapping harder, faster, just more intensely. I couldn’t help but enjoying the sensation of her tongue inside me, knowing she enjoyed it and the taste as much as I did. I clenched my fingers tighter around her calves each time I came as well.

As I finally let go of her once more, she was coming frequently, rapidly and fairly hard. I wanted to lick up each and every drop, but then something else hit me. I moved my head in order to reach her chest, while allowing her to keep her muzzle firmly under my orchid, it was a challenge at this point, but apparently I had managed to keep her in place.

I slowly started to lick the nibble, first from the top, then down along the side. The coarse surface allowed me to entice her. After a moment, I placed my lips on the tip, kissing her, then pressed my face, my lips down and felt her nibble slide in into my mouth and I soon sucked, tentatively, then firmly before I was rewarded with a squirt of her milk. The thick milk soon filled my mouth, so I swallowed as best I could.

Her milk had a taste, very different from the nectar, but just as delicious, or is it the excitement that made me experience it this way. I couldn’t say, but it wouldn’t matter all that much.

I let go of the nibble after what should be several minutes, only to move my head over to the other side of her chest, repeating the tease I had applied to the other nibble. Naturally, the coarse rubber is just as stiff and elastic. Both are her nibbles, they are bound to feel identical. Once I got to sucking the nibble, I was granted the next squirt.

Apparently, I came both times I felt the squirt in my mouth. Strange, but I am so excited already. All I care about is to tease her further, while allowing her to do the same for me.

For a moment I moved my head down to her mound, just to lap up all the juices that had accumulated during the few minutes I had focused on her chest. Once I got to it, I realised, just how thick the nectar had grown. She had gotten more excited than I had expected possible by how she contracted around my tongue as I did my best to get all the sweet juices.

Then it hit me, I wanted to push her the last little bit over, so I tried another idea. Her horn is still too short for me to reach it while she is eating me, sadly, so I had to get my rear out of her reach, as enjoyable as it had been.

Once I had managed to pull her muzzle out of me, I moved around and placed my body over hers, pressing my mound down on hers. Now I press her hips down and move my hands in under her shoulders, thus pinning her down further.

As I managed to place my hands on her cheeks, I lift my chest up enough to place my lips on the tip of her horn, from there I proceed to lick it, slowly carefully. From the top all the way down. Just teasing her along.

As it were, it seems she had managed to get my right nibble just on top of her muzzle, so she started to lick the nibble tenderly.

To my surprise, I could feel her getting a squirt as she sucked firmly on my nibble too. Only she had to suck harder and tease it a bit more than I had needed to, while she didn’t get anywhere near as much as I got from her. Maybe I had not been quite as sensitive, just as her nibbles are much larger them mine. Just thinking of how she must feel under me made me excited, all by itself.

“If you focus your magic through the horn, I know you will enjoy the sensations!” I slowly whispered in her right ear as I continued lapping the horn.

“Oooh!” she moaned as she managed to squeeze magic out through the horn, thus making it highly sensitive to my caressing licks.

The next moment I realised she was starting to heat up and was panting heavily. I couldn’t ignore it, but I had an idea as to what it meant.

I let go of her horn and moved my lips down slightly, placing my lips on the tip of her muzzle, parting my lips slightly, just enough to give her a nice tease. The kiss lasted but a short moment, but drove me on, just as I knew it did for her.

My lips soon hit the tip of her right nibble. I started to lick it, leaving it moist before I slipped my lips around it, feeling it slip into my mouth all the way before I started to suck. Only this time I sucked harder, making my best to swallow all she had to give. Just letting off enough for me to actually swallow. I wanted all she had to give.

Maybe it was a minute, maybe it was ten, I felt her nibble dry up, so I let go, moving over to the other side, licking the nibble, before I slide down over it sucking. Once I had it, she was close to her peak.

I turned around, placing my lips on top of her mound, pressing myself down over her, feeling her start to lap at my orchid. Keeping at it for as long as she stays juicy.

As I felt her tongue slowly stop, I let go. I had given her as much as she could take. On the other hoof, I had gotten away with quite alot myself too. I can’t complain, it felt way too good.

I managed to walk to her bed, sitting down and look at her where she lies, still coming. Would I leave her like this until she passed out? I just couldn’t quite bring myself to pull out the ball out of her, thus granting her the very last moments of joy for her, for as long as she was actually conscious.

Then her eyes closed and she finally relaxed, still coming hard.

I knew I had to pull the ball out eventually. Although I guess it would be convenient if I broke the seal to her hooves. I walked over to her and placed my right hand on her hoof, before I started to scratch at the rim of the hoof, only to realise, this wasn’t for me, was it.

Then it hit me, I did have my own original ball as well, if I swapped, I would be able to free her. The manual had explained it only too clearly. Besides, if I kept the ball in, I would simply become unconscious beside her and neither of us would be able to do anything.