Author's Note

Pinkie Pie's POV

A Pink Treat: 2

I had enjoyed a meal with my new friend Risa. She had shared a large stash of assorted Muffins with me. Even though I think she had let me have the most of them, she seems to have enjoyed the Muffins and looks as if she had her fill as well.

She had served me fizzy cider to the Muffins, I sure enjoyed it. Maybe I could have had another Muffins or a few more, but I guess I am content, at least for now.

“Thanks, I loved every last one of the Muffins, the Cider and your company!” I put forth.

“Then I guess it is the right time to offer you a small treat since I know you will hold my kitchen for most of the day by tomorrow!” she offered.

“Sounds like fun, I sure am up for it. What did you have in mind?” I enquired.

“Your Hooficure and Manicure is just a small portion of a SPA visit, right?” she pointed out.

“Yeah, I guess!” I pondered.

“Then follow me to the bed room, I would like to show you the next part of your treat!” she offered eagerly.

“If you have a treat, you want to offer me, who am I to turn you down?” I reasoned with an added giggle to my voice as I pondered what she would have in store for me.

I could see her opening the door before me as we reached the room she had mentioned, the bed clearly waiting for her, neatly made, prepared for the night. Apparently, she had been enjoying a Queen size bed, seems more than enough for the two of us.

“I think we can manage this, before it is time for dinner, you know!” she added, pointing towards the bed, indicating for me to lie down before her.

While I walked to the room I had noticed that the squeaking noises my hooves makes had increased, while I had been eating, compared with how quiet they had been, just after she had finished the treat before lunch. Of course, the meal had added considerable weight to me, compared with the empty Hologram I had been before she treated me to the Hooficure and manicure, I guess it was bound to affect me deeper than the mere appearance too.

“Okeley dokeley!” I responded, taking my place on her left side, as she followed me to the bed.

“Since I am treating you, I would like to see you spreading your legs a bit, just enough to give me access to the intimate parts of your anatomy, firstly your mound and jigglies, though!” she put forth, as she looks at me where I lie on her bed as I spread my legs, while she arranges the items required for the treat she had intended for me.

“Is this good for you?” I enquired with a distinct giggle to my voice.

“Perfect, now I can apply the gel as required in order to affect you as intended!” she responded, smiling back at me, leaning over my hips as she slowly worked in a clear gel all over my mound, knowing it wouldn’t change, although it would stay elastic and shimmer delightfully even in faint light as in a bed room setting.

Once she had applied the clear gel to my mound, she moved inwards to the orchid, applying a semi clear gel with a faint cerise glow to it, starting at the outer edges and circling inwards and an inch inside of the orchid, leaving a coarse rubbery texture where it would give me the most fun. Once she was done with the first gel, she picked up another thick clear gel, covering the cerise hide from the outer rim and inches inwards, leaving a slippery surface with a clearly glistering sheen to it.

“I feel strangely wet, but I like the feeling, even if this will take a while to get used to!” I expressed with a new smile on my face.

“That is unavoidable, but you have more than enough time getting used to it alright!” she responded, as she moved over to her shoulders, before applying a similar semi clear gel to my large nibbles, before applying a thinner clear gel to my nibbles, topping her now coarse rubbery nibbles with slipperiness.

“Then I want you to be by my side and help me discover and explore it with me!” I prompted.

“I will, just glad you would ask me to. If you would turn around so that I can continue your treat?” she suggested in response.

“Okeley dokeley!” I replied, with a wide grin on my face and a clear giggle on my voice.

I momentarily closed my legs before turning around, before I parted them once more in order for her to continue.

“Is this good for you?” I then added as an afterthought.

Yeah. Yes, it is. Now I can continue your teat!” she put forth.

Then she leans forwards and apply a thick rubbery gel in between my plump rear cheeks, lending a slight sheen and a thick rubbery feel to it with the coarse texture to the surface from about an inch in and out of the crack.

Once she had applied the gel she soon followed up with a medium thick gel, thus lending me a slippery wetness to enjoy as I pleased, if and when I was in the mood for it. She likes to open the doors for as much fun as she could come up with. This was for me, and she likes to make sure I could enjoy myself to the fullest.

“Are you sure that will not smear?” I enquired in a more curious voice with a hint of a slight giggle to it.

“Yes, definitely. There is no chance that this will smear, wouldn’t be half as fun if it could. It binds permanently to the rubber I applied to your body. This way, you will never need to apply lube ever again. Quite convenient, wouldn’t you say? “ she responded with a smile spreading on her face.

“If it works as you suggested, this certainly would be quite convenient. I guess this does explain the wet feeling you gave me too!” I pondered.

“Since you expressed it that way, I guess it would. I never tried these on myself before, but you just made it sound very exciting to me. Now if you would sit up on the side of the bed, facing me?” she suggested.

“Guess you can’t try it on more than once, then it is there. If you could remove it, you wouldn’t get the intimate sensations desired and it would be entirely pointless!” I reasoned.

“Okeley dokeley!” I responded as she closed her legs and turned around before she could sit up and face me.

“Good. Now if you would only close your eyes and maintain a gentle smile, just like that?” she instructed me.

Once I had closed my eyes, she started to apply a clear gel on my upper right eyelid, from the left side towards her left along the eyelashes and continued stroke by stroke, until she had covered the eyelid and continued all the way up to the eyebrow. From there she repeated the process mirroring each movement. After this, she continued with the lower eyelids, right and left, covering both eyelids in the same manner.

As she had finished applying the clear gel, she started with a silver metallic eye shadow, repeating the process, only stopping at the rim of the eye globe both on the right and left, upper and lower eyelids.

Now she apply a pink to cerise gel along the eye globes, spreading it twice more, outwards in order to give the effect that the shadows were my natural colour, rather than the pink hue of my natural hide.

She finishes the makeup by applying a clear coat all over my face and a glistering black mascara to my eyelashes.

“How does it look?” she enquired as she presented a mirror she held up before me face in order for me to see the result.

“Not sure if this is anything like Rarity would have done it, but I still like it all the same!” I emphasised.

“If I had chosen Rarity, she would have been giving me the treat of a Makeup, rather than I giving one to her. As opposed to you. Just two small details for your treat to be completed!” she pointed out.

“Fashion and beauty is her thing, we all know that. To me it is all about having fun and enjoying oneself and every last moment. I sure enjoyed your treat this far!” I explained.

Now she applied the red lip-liner to the rim of my lips, before she applied the clear gel to my lips, from the red line and inwards, before she picked a metallic bloody red lipstick and painted my lips, only to cover my lips with a cerise shimmering semi clear lip gloss.

“Could I have your right hand for a moment, so I can finish the treat?” she offered.

“Sure, then I need to serve us the dinner you mentioned earlier!” I pointed out in no uncertain terms.

“I am looking forwards to our dinner together, rest assured!” she responded as she accepted my right hand, turning up the palm of my hand towards the ceiling, before she carefully applied a semi clear gel to the tip of my thumb, leaving the effect of a sensitive paw pad the original Pony Hologram had not been programmed for, just for the joy of it.

Then she continued with the next finger, covering the hide of the tip of the finger, from just after the joint to the tip, just under the nail, then she repeated the process on each of her remaining fingers, before she accepted her left hand, only to continue until she had applied the effect to each and every one of my ten fingers, right and left.

“I had to choose a hue slightly different from your natural pink, without getting too far from it. Hope you don’t mind!” she explained.

“It is bright, but not too eye catching. I take it you had an interesting idea behind the choice?” I responded.

“I expect you to explore them and the other aspects of your treat after dinner. Should leave you with more than enough time to get an idea, even if it may take more time to get used to all the fun!” she offered.

“Since you mentioned it, yeah, it is high time for dinner now!” I pointed out as I mentioned it.