She had slipped a tube into my mouth, and thus covering my muzzle up tightly; while leaving my nostrils open to the air in the room.

I had been incapable of rejecting the final tube as it entered my mouth, even though I could feel my lips instinctively contracting instantly upon contact. If it is the tube, or the gel it had been covered with is beyond me; but I guess it is irrelevant now in any event. I had been caught by surprise, by the effect it has on me.

After posing me up; she had placed me on her bed, where else. I guess I am grateful for this little detail now. As a rubber doll, you really do not expect anything like this. Of course; I don’t know if she had fathomed the detail of just how deep these effects had penetrated me, once the tube had slipped down my throat.

At first; I had been fully posable to her, even if that soon faded away as she let go of me. I am basically stuck in the pose she gave me.

Slowly, the effect had been to cover me with rubber of the same characteristics as the once the tube was; then the effects deepened as the rubber is saturating my body inwards; inch by inch until it had penetrated my very spine.

I still feel the bed under me, as if nothing had happened; just as I feel the air around me. I am still warm, breathing regularly; as if nothing had happened; while I am still the toy on her bed.

I feel her hoof exploring the expanses of the rubber that now is my skin as she was slowly probing me from the tail and all the way up my spine.

At first, I lie still; with no reason to move, as if I had been able to now as her doll. Only then I feel her hoof on my muzzle, as she pressed the advantage. She had managed to make me lick under the hoof, stroking her with my highly elastic and shiny rubber tongue; apparently making her giggle, while I realized how I had been exciting her.

The realization excited me, I had found out something new about her; something that excited her, apparently. Maybe I could enjoy teasing her with or about this at a later time, if and when I am back to myself. I have to assume she would be able to let me out, just by pulling the tube out of my mouth. It had to be her intent, or she would be hard pressed to explain how I had disappeared and why.

She is the Star of my sky; the one Pony I desire, and need to please and pleasure. I had known this when I entered her room; but the effect grew stronger with every moment I was in her room in her presence, even if it was made clear when I had the tubes slipping into me, one at the time.

As I felt her hoof slip in under my tail, I feel excitement. Finding it pressing forwards, I found myself contracting at the contact; yet I couldn’t prevent her from slipping it in, into me from behind. There is a strange feeling to the act she committed; but I suddenly realized, just how exciting it is and how it excited me; I can’t deny it anymore. Was the feeling going to fade as she turned me back to the colt I used to be, or would this stay with me?

I feel her hoof inside as she tentatively tugged and pushed it repeatedly; all the while I was contracting firmly around it. For some reason, she seems to find a pleasure in the act. If it is in my helplessness, the way it feels or any other reason, but the feeling is still there.

Then she pulled her hoof out of me, before she turned me around; leaving me to lie on my back. I guess I know why she had turned me on my back; there could be, but the one reason for it. I am going to love her for it, no matter what. I know it, and so does she; regardless of the consequences this is bound to lead up to.

With her forehooves on the bed, holding me in place from the right and left side of my flanks respectively; I feel her leaning down on me from the back of her bed, eagerly staring down at me.

She carefully placed her muzzle on the tip of my head, kissing the smooth rubber; before lapping at it for several minutes. I feel every last move, and was about to moan; when she finally was up and stopped; although I am incapable of actually moan vocally, but it wasn’t changing the feeling and how I feel about what she was doing, more than it changed how I react on what she was doing to me and with me.

She had pulled back, but I am still just as excited as when she was lapping. I feel her moving out of range, but the excitement is remaining; as if it is merely a gap. She moves back and starts to lap at me, once over. I feel her tongue on the head as she is lapping. This is repeated over and over. She is never going anywhere; she just stops lapping for the short moment, before returning. I guess it is as if something is pulling her back to me. She may love teasing me; but she can’t give up what she is doing, either. I have no idea; if I like the tease more, or if it is in the way she returns as if she was puled back.

In the end, it was inevitable; she presses her lips forwards and makes me feel her lips slowly slide over my head. She keeps licking, for as long as her tongue managed to reach. Without the aid of the tube, she contracts her lips around me, as she presses forwards until she had swallowed the entire head. Now she is pressing just the one inch, before pulling back. I feel my head slide out, when she couldn’t contain it. Just as her lips is about to let go, she is pushing forwards and starts the cycle anew.

Author's Note

Brother's POV