The Private Log of a Scratcher Girl

For convenience, the integrated panties of my skirt comes with tubes that permit me to use the mares’ room without pulling the skirt off of me. It is as convenient as time saving. Of course, I barely feel a thing when I wear the skirt, it isn’t for private amusement, merely time saving convenience.

Once I have finished my breakfast and done away with the plate and glass, I slip out of my top and skirt. I then proceed to teasing my orchid for a minute, before I move up, teasing my nibbles for a moment longer. By now, I am moaning.

I hear a knock on my door and open. Apparently is it Vermilion. She wears a red suit. Her nails and hair is vermilion red. Only her eyes are emerald green. Had she had red eyes, I guess it would have been feeling strange, even if it may not be unthinkable among the Ponies. Ponies have several eye colours we girls doesn’t have. Purple is apparently a common eye colour among Ponies, something I have come to notice while I live in Ponyville. I have no problem with purple eyes, though. Neither for Girls, nor Ponies.

As she closes the door behind herself, I can see the shiny read nails, glistering and smooth. I know they will not break for any reason I can come up with, convenient, but it is part of the job. Long semi square nails like ours is a part of the uniform, even when they are part of our bodies.

Unlike me, she has more regular feet, wearing Human style boots, as opposed to the Pony style Boots I wear, when I use hoof wear. I commonly only use these in the cold winter.

“Hiya, Cerisia!” she exclaimed, just after the door closed securely behind her.

“Hiya, Vermilion. Nice to see you over!” I responded.

“I figured this was the right time to come over. Now I can clearly see that I was right!” she put forth.

“If you are up for some private action, then you are indeed right!” I confirmed.

She blushed as reaction, I knew she did not need to say more.

“Of course, you need to get out of your suit, before I can make a tease worth the effort on your behalf!” I then added.

“I can enjoy the tease with my skirt on, if you have the right toy for the job, but for the actual fun, I still do need to pull that off too!” she then conceded with a wide grin.

“When you put it like that, I guess that would be a good tease. If you are into it, I could give you a good spin!” I responded, giggling.

“If you have a good toy, I guess I would be open!” she smiled, casting a glance at my shiny rubbery lips, glistering in the light from the sun outside.

“When you put it like that, I do have that clear rubber ball and a fairly large Yello, if you think you would enjoy to try just for the sake of it?” I suggested as I realised what she was looking for.

“I know I like a good tease as much as the next girl around. I could try them and see if they are good, even if we both know I will not feel any excitement in the conventional sense of the word. Yet, that could in and of itself be the most exciting of all!” she responded as I dug up the items I had proposed for her to use in the tease.

“I don’t know the extent of the elasticity, but the Yello should at least work!” I prompted as I hold up the two items.

“Then I think you should use it, while I enjoy trying the ball, first?” she offered.

“When you put it like that, here is the ball. I will enjoy teasing you, rest assured!” I countered, as I hold on to the Yello, while offering her the ball.

“Thanks!” she responded as she accepted my offered ball, and tease.

“Here goes!” I pointed out as I placed the Yello squarely on her rear entrance, between the firm plump sides.

As I push, I hear a squeaking plop as the Yello effortlessly enter her from behind as I had predicted. Pulling back, only to notice that her rear end initially prevented me to pull it out. Just as expected, she did not react on either, but first as my tentative tug affect her, making her body move slightly towards me, in reaction on my effort.

“Interesting!” she pointed out as she inserted the large ball into her orchid, while feeling nothing, only to see her mound expand and bulge considerably from the ball filling her up.

“Curious. You did not feel anything at all?” I inquired in a curious tone, with a widening grin on my face.

“No!” she confirmed, nodding vigorously.

“Either way, you should slip out of the suit, before we continue!” I pointed out.

“Of course. Ouw!” she responded, realising she could not slip of either the top, or the skirt, while the toys were inserted into her.

“If you extract the ball from within your orchid, before you try to pull the suit of?” I suggested helpfully.

“I guess that sounds like the way to go. Now we know that you can’t accidentally drop your suit while in the mares’ room. That is convenient!” she pondered, as she slipped her right hand in, between the petals of her tightly contracted orchid; slowly grabbing hold of the spherical shaped rubber object, before she attempted to pull her hand out, which worked like a charm.

Only the suit was not cooperating any more now, than it had been before she extracted the clear ball from within her body.

“Maybe it is the Yello? You did insert that from behind, right?” she inquired eagerly.

“Since you no doubt felt it, when I pulled at it before, you know that it is there, even if you never felt it, as I introduced it!” I pointed out.

“I felt you pulling, but not that you were pulling me; as such. Actually; I guess I should have known, I have been to the mares’ room before; you know!” she pointed out.

“Oh yeah, so have I. Who hasn’t? You did not slip out of your skirt while in there, I take it? Now; if I can just figure how to slip this Yello out of your rear end!” I responded with a wry grin, more of a teasing gesture than anything.

“Maybe it is easier for you to extract the Yello, if I insert the ball first?” she suggested ironically as she did so.

“Not sure if it would make it easier, but I guess it goes well with the original test!” I offered, pulling once more at the Yello, only to find it refusing to come out.

Only when I slipped in the fingers of my left hand on all sides of the Yello, thus preventing her to contract around the head did I finally manage to extract it.

“Now as I think of it, the facilities at the Mares’ room doesn’t have any head to them. They are just smooth lacquered metal, right?” she responded as she felt the Yello evacuate its former holding, aided by my fingers.

Only the suit was not coming of, it flatly refused in the same untouchable manner as before. Ball or Yello did no difference. As long as either, or both was inside, the suit remains in place; as if it had been her skin. It was her skin, including the folds of the skirt. She could clearly feel it, even if she had next to no sensation of the suit in the first place.

“No, it doesn’t come of!” she complained.

“Even if I guess that proved the point, just as we had expected. Convenient at the Mares’ room, though!” she then added in a more positive and reassuring tone of voice, her smile soon started to slip back into her face.

Concluding she could pull the clear rubber ball out all by herself, as elastic as it may be. Her hand had no problem as she pushed it in. Just as her hand had no problem reaching and holding on to the ball. It eagerly slipped out of her as her hand slipped out with a slight plopping.

“That was more of a fun test than anything, but it was still fun and exciting. With that out of you, you should be able to slip out of the suit, right?” I teased as she had pulled the ball out of herself.

“Even when you can’t feel it, it is still exciting to have it in there. Besides, that Yello certainly can be very exciting, when you pull it in that direction!” she responded as she slowly stepped out of her skirt, kicked it up and caught it, before placing it on the night stand.

“Then I will have a blast, teasing you with it both in and out of your suit!” I responded, holding the Yello in my right hand, while she pulled the top off of herself, up and over her head, before she placed it on her skirt.