My Little Satyr

by Ponyess

Setting Up Shop: 1

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Author's Note

Risa's POV


Setting Up Shop: 1

I had activated my holographic emitter and slipped the stick into the plug, easy enough, if you asked me.

The next moment, a set of dials came up on the screen, right under the name Pinkie Pie. Since I wanted her to walk upright in a bipedal pose, while still keep most of her attributes, like her hooves, tail, ears and muzzle, I opted for the Anthropomorphic option named; Anthro.

I started with her face, choosing the more equine ears and muzzle. Now I turned the dials for the face to Human, before I adjusted the muzzle to fairly close to minimal.

Looking at her chest, I made her entirely Human, just opted for her jigglies to a firm A Cup, but with large and sensitive nibbles, maybe I wanted to make sure I could enjoy her in a different light, if and when I was feeling in the mood. Giving her a very generous mound with a clearly defined orchid as well. Maybe it is just me being playful and random, but that should go well with her personality as far as I understood it.

Her arms would stay human and slender, although I chose to make a few small adjustments to her hands, as small and girlish as they appeared at the moment. As a Human girl, I could make her nails longer, opting for a semi square design, but clear with a highly shiny smooth finish to them.

I kept her exuberant mane and tale style. Maybe it wouldn’t change her mood, but it made me feel better about it. Even if I could have opted for a straight mane, in the fashion of her more depressed outlook, which I guess I like the look of, but it would sit uncomfortably with me, due to the association with her depression. I couldn’t bring myself to impose the style on her, regardless of what effects it had on her, or if it affected her at all.

Now I chose not only to keep the tail, robbing her of it would have been entirely unthinkable to me, but made her hips, legs and hooves fully equine and much more empathised than I could recall from the show. I liked to see her legs defined and her hooves distinct. I did a few further adjustments on minor details, before I declared completion.

Once I hit the bottom, she slowly stated to slide out from the screen and floated down to the floor, standing before me within about a minute.

“Hiya, my name is Pinkie Pie, I am the hyper party Pony!” she greeted me.

“Hiya, Pinkie Pie. I am Risa!” I responded.

“Nice to meet you, Risa!” she responded.

“Likewise, Pinkie Pie. I have a small treat prepared for you. If you don’t mind, right this way!” I offered.

“A treat? I never turn down a treat. Never if a friend is offering it, anyway!” she put forth.

“That is what I had been counting on. As I recall, you enjoyed following Rarity to the SPA?” I explained.

“Oh yes. I sure did enjoy that. She was enjoying taking me there too!” she pondered.

“Then you will love a Hooficure!” I pronounced.

“A Hooficure, Rarioty treated me to that at the SPA. I enjoyed it Royally with her!” she pronounced.

“Great. If you would just have a seat and I will be right there with you!” I offered.

“Okeley dokeley!” she responded, sitting on the share I had indicated for her, smiling brightly at me, in breathless anticipation.

“If you place your hooves in the bucket, please?” I instructed her, as I placed the container before her.

“Sure. Washing my hooves before you could complete the treat?” she enquired.

“I know your hooves are clean, but I like to stick to the routine that comes with the treat. Since this will take a while, I could as well give you a manicure, while we are at it?” I offered generously.

“Sounds like fun!” she put forth, extending her hands.

“I had been hoping you would say that. Besides, I think I will enjoy extending the treat to you!” I pointed out.

I had placed a large can of gel labeled Hand Cream, on the small table beside her. There are several vials labeled nail polish and larger bottles labeled Hoof polish on the table on her left, which incidentally would be my right.

“I will just fill up the bucket with the hoof wash, then I will continue with your nails, maybe you could use the hand cream while I prepare for your hooficure?” I suggested as I poured up the clear liquid in the container her hooves were currently resting in.

“Sounds about right. Oh, sure!” she responded, scooping up enough of the clear gel and spreading it over the palms of her hands and started to slowly rub it in, feeling the gel slowly being absorbed by the skin, thus making it softer and progressively more elastic as she managed to work it in.

“Time for your manicure!” I stated as I accepted her right hand in my left hand, polishing her nails, starting with the thumbnail, from the top centre, then right and left, right and left, painting the back of the nail in the same pattern, before I painted the rim, all the way from the right side of the finger to the left, repeating the process with all the nails in turn, one by one.

Once I had finished her right hand’s nails, I picked up her left hand, repeating the process, all over. As I had finished the last nail, I could see a weak pinkish shimmer to the right thumb nail.

“Sparkly!” Pinkie Pie observed as she noticed the effect.

“That should make the base coat stick to your nails. I have to do it by the book, just like when you have a party, right?” I explained, as I picked up the brush from the base coat, before I started to apply the clear lacquer to her thumb nail in the same pattern as I had used while I polished her nails the first time around, nail by nail, repeating the process meticulously, never missing anything of the nail, while avoiding the skin.

“Of course. You have to do it by the book. I appreciate your attention to details, just as I know Rarity does!” she responded with a grin on her face and a giggle on her voice.

“One has to pay careful attention to every detail!” I pointed out, while capping the vial and pulling the brush from the top coat, before I repeated the process, with equal care, looking as the lacquer hardened and cured on top of the first layer of cured polish.

“I could be the belle of the ball!” she just giggled as I finished the manicure.

“Yes, you certainly could. Utter gloss. I think it is time for your hooficure!” I pointed out as I lifted her right hoof out of the liquid, before I started to apply the first layer of gel, making her hoof grow elastic to the point of soft rubber, before I slipped it to the floor and repeated the process to the other hoof, just as I had done with her fingernails.

“Shiny!” Pinkie responded as she saw the look of her hooves as I placed the left one back onto the floor, before I picked up her right hoof.

“I like shiny!” I responded as I started to polish the right hoof, from the top centre, downwards and then right and left, until I had covered the hoof entirely, thus making the surface grow hard and adamant so she would be able to walk the way I had intended for her.

“You do know your Hooficure and Manicure I see!” she pointed out as I slipped the equipment away.

“Now is the perfect time for lunch together!” I suggested, hinting towards the next step.

“You mean to say that you have Muffins on hand?” Pinkie enquired.

“Yes, of course I have Muffins at home, should be enough for both of us!” I pointed out.

“Sounds delightful!” she giggled in response, smiling from ear to ear.

“Besides, I have enough ingredients for you to spend your entire day in the kitchen as well. I managed to prepare for your arrival, you know, Pinkie!” I pointed out.

“Then I will enjoy baking for the both of us, tomorrow, unless we run out of food?” she concluded.

“Sounds about right, but right now, I am hungry. Let’s eat?” I offered.

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