Author's Note

Riku's POV

Come Again: 5

I still do lie on the floor, where she had placed the matrass for me. Only now I am apparently in my original human form. I lie flat on the matrass on the floor, both feet side by side. There is a tingling from the afterglow I feel.

As I lift my hand up before my face, I notice that she must have slipped my ball in since the manicure she gave me still is in effect. Unless something made it go through and stick to my physical body through that membrane gel she had applied to me. Either way, right now it doesn’t matter.

Knowing I had climaxed, just after she pulled the ball out of me. I am still too weak to lift my head up enough to see her, guessing she was lying on my bed, still resting as well. Wouldn’t change a thing to me. I had enjoyed the moment with her. If it had been but a few minutes or an entire day, what’s the difference.

As much as I had enjoyed and appreciated her little prank, I am still glad to be back to myself. She sure had given me a gift, one I will treasure for the rest of my days. Both the experience as such and the revelations that it brought with it. Apparently, she had managed to make me much more excited than I had dared dream I could ever be.

What I didn’t know is what she had been doing while I had been out, unconscious. I couldn’t feel the effect of it, partially because I had no experience of what she had done, but also because the effect didn’t let on, unless I engaged it.

Just as I couldn’t really feel the ball inside, this little change to me did not allow me to feel it, unless I slipped something inside.

Then I realised she was looking down at me, where I still lie resting. Apparently she had regained her strength faster than I had, but she had never been quite as challenged by the efforts of the excitement. The form I had given her and the adjustments I gave her made her more sensitive, now I had been in the form, leaving me to endure all she could give me. To top it all of, at the time she had teased my horn that originally was part of her.

“How do you feel?” she enquired in polite manner, yet in a curious voice.

“Exhausted, but excited. I have a faint recollection of you on top of me. You had swapped our balls, thus making me look like you?” I replied.

“Would you like a Muffin, I saved one for you on the off chance you would need something to chew on as you came around. Yes, I certainly did. It was a very interesting experience, but I have the impression it was exciting for you too!” she responded.

“A Muffin would be great right about now. Thank you, Sweetie. That would explain how I had hooves all of a sudden as I woke up, along with a few other details. Exciting, but it will take me a while to get used to and adjust to such an experience. I am glad you enjoyed it too, makes it all the more enjoyable, even as a memory to hold on to!” I pondered.

“If you can sit up?” she pointed out, helping me up to a sitting position, before handing me the Muffin she had promised me.

“I am delighted that you enjoyed it. Would have felt awful if you had told me you had not enjoyed your experience as I enjoyed it so much!” she then pointed out as I sat quietly, slowly chewing the Muffin I hold in my right hand.

“By the way, could I have another Muffin or two?” I enquired as I swallowed the last of the one she so recently had handed me.

“Oh, but of course. Certainly!” she responded as she jumped to her hooves and scurried out of the room.

“Here you go!” she pronounced as she came back with a small plate full of Muffins.

“Thanks!” I responded as I picked up the first of the Muffins.

“You are quite welcome. I couldn’t see you lying there without offering something in an attempt to make you feel better!” she offered graciously.

“Maybe a glass of juice, to make it easier to swallow all these Muffins?” I enquired.

“Certainly!” she responded as she rushed out to the kitchen, fetching a glass of juice for me.

Once I had swallowed the first Muffin, I apparently had gathered enough strength to realise something that had changed. Aside from the added effect to the nails, I now had pads on the tips of my nails, just more pronounced than the once I had given her before. I had enjoyed the effect as I had my copy of her ball inserted. I couldn’t exactly complain. I guess she had picked up on how I had reacted on the effect as she was on top of me earlier in the day, since it had to be the same day.

“I take it you applied pads to the tips of my fingers as I was out? I certainly did enjoy them and I am enjoying them just as much now. Thank you, Sweetie!” I pronounced as she came back into the room.

“I thought I noticed you enjoyed them, at the time, so I figured I should give you a chance to enjoy them as yourself as well!” she responded as she walked up to me.

“Thanks!” I put forth as I walked to the desk and sat down in the chair.

“Once again, you are quite welcome. Besides, I enjoyed applying them to you and the design for you. Since you are up, the chair is considerably more convenient!” she responded, looking curiously at me.

She then moved the plate of Muffins over to the desk and placed my glass of juice beside the plate, before she sat down on my bed. She pushed the matrass in under my bed where it was out of the way before sitting down.

“Thanks!” I said.

“If you don’t mind me saying it, but we may need a second desk and chair for me!” she pondered.

“Seems like a good idea!” I responded with a slight giggle, smiling back at her.

“In that case, ask Ponyo and Sora, then we could pick up the furniture together. They are in the same situation as we are, or I think they would be!” she pointed out.

“In that case, we could as well look for a new bed too? A double bed where we could lie side by side in the same bed, together seems like the way to go?” I offered.

“After today and the experience we just shared. Certainly!” she agreed.