Of Rubber, as a Toy or a Brother

by Ponyess

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Other, Sex
Length: 4792

As Brother and Sister, we share a home with our parents. She found an exciting toy, but chose to share it with her brother. As a good brother, he chose to accept the offer, and look where that got him.

She had found an excitement, one she was open and eager to share with her brother; even if it merely started out as a quest of exploration, just to see what she had actually found.

He accepted the offer, and followed her into her room, where she made the offer in physical flesh; opening up the exploration. Of course he did enjoy the excitement she offered, even knowing full-well who was offering it.

What came next is a shocking Surprise on his part, but how would she take; what she had before her, knowing who it was and what it was to mean to her?

Published 2015-11-27 05:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-16 03:07:18 UTC

The Episode with a Toy Brother, and the Playful Sister: 1

Author's Note

Sister's POV

The Episode with a Toy Brother, and the Playful Sister: 1

I know I had been told, not to snoop around in my parents’ bed room; but now it is exactly what I had done. What I had found is baffling, but exciting to me. I have vague ideas as to what they are, but I need to try them out in order to know. The problem is that I don’t have any Pony to ask, or experiment on, or with; short of myself, and my brother of course.

On second thought, one is looking like a tube to slip into your orchid; which gave me a base line to go on. Of course; when I noticed it, this will just cover the entire outer orchid, and flow inwards for a few inches; from what I could see.

I had tested it, only to confirm it; which proved my original assessment. The next tube seems to it the rear orifices, in the same manner as the first if for the orchid. I have the two cups to cover my cherries, small as they may be; but on second thought, it was fun and exciting, when I look closer at it and the situation.

There is what seems to fit on the male, as a variant of the tube designed to fit in my orchid, but before I have tried them out; I have no ways to be sure, and no means to verify what I suspected. Only now; I am too curious to just let this slide, and let them be as they are, where I had found them.

Aside from what I take for a set of lubricants and massage oils; there is the one final item, looking like a tube to insert into the mouth, to slip in between my lips.

With some effort; I had managed to slip the original tube out of my orchid, but then I carried the interesting items out of the room; taking them into my small room on the second floor of our cottage.

I wanted to be able to try the items out, and test them in order to see what they were, to see exactly how much fun and excitement they could actually provide; with that in mind, I had waited until after dinner, leaving me with the entire night to myself.

Just for the sake of fun, I slip the tube into my very own orchid; feeling the effect of the thin, clear rubber as it is entering me, pushing outwards; while at the same time contracting me tightly and firmly around it. This time I notice how it tints my orchid slightly towards a pink hue; which I apparently had not seen there before.

With the tube in place, I trot out of my room, and knock on my brother’s door.

“Yes, silly!” he responded, as he opened the door.

“I have something I need to ask of you, and a small favour; if you could follow me into my room, for just a moment?” I responded.

“Okay? I guess I could spare a moment; since I did not have anything in particular to do right now!” he responded, and slowly, hesitantly following me to my room.

He had closed his door after himself, and then closed mine as he entered the small room.

Only once he had closed the door, he is alone with me in the fairly cramped space; it gave him little to no excuse, not to notice the unspoken excitement I could no longer hide.

“Okay. Wait, is that what I think it is? And now you would like for me to try one for myself too, just to see what they are?” he prompted, only not quite capable to hide the excitement stirring inside his body.

“If the tube would fit you, why not? It certainly does feel good enough, and I find it quite exciting to wear mine!” I pointed out, with a slight hint of a giggle to my voice.

“If you do enjoy it that much, I guess I should at least give you the benefit of the doubt. Now I just need to check it in order to get it right!” he responded, then applying a gel to the inside of the tube I had expected being the male equivalence to the one I had slipped into my orchid.

“If it doesn’t fit, or feel as good as I had expected; I am sorry if I have been bothering you, but I felt I had to see if it is what I thought it was!” I prompted as he slipped it over the head and down the shaft.

Of course; he had been fairly limp as he entered the room, even if I had noticed him grow stiffer and harder in the room; exposed to my excitement as I wear my tube.

Only now, he grew to spurt a full erection within a second; from the time he slipped his tube on. The effect did clearly hit him in person as well; as the excitement entered his facial expression, and voice as well.

“Don’t worry, dearest sister of mine. I will have to confess, the effect is quite exciting; just as you said!” he then conceded, with a slight hint of a chuckle to his voice.

“I guess I was right; that is the male tube. How does it feel?” I eagerly inquired, looking excitedly at the head.

“Exciting, I would have to confess!” he stated firmly, while the chuckle had grown just slightly more pronounced on his voice.

Then he casually placed his hooves on the head on which I had been looking, touching it; stroking it and then pulling at it; only to find it was not coming of as the flimsy rubber tube it had presented itself.

Then he picked up what I had thought to be the rear tube, applying lube to it; before he slipped it in from behind in a casual, extracted manner.

I helped him, pushing him up against the wall. In that bipedal stance; I then pushed his knees to the side, and to the wall. At first just a little, only to push all the way as he never made a protest or showed any sign of discomfort in the process.

From there, I continued, lubing the muzzle tube and entered it into his mouth with unexpected ease. He just looked down at me, with growing excitement.

An Episode of Exploit in my Sister’s Room: 2

Author's Note

Brother's POV

An Episode of Exploit in my Sister’s Room: 2

I was just sitting in my room, just after the dinner; with nothing special on my mind. I know I would come up with something to spend the time on, but that is not quite yet.

As I sit in my chair, turning my back towards the wooden desk; I hear the sound of knocking on my door. Of course, it is my sister who wanted to ask me something; she is the only one knocking on my door at this time of the day.

I had been looking at the simple green wallpaper, behind my bed as she was knocking. There is a double window I could open outwards opposing the door. Of course; I have a door to my wardrobe between the desk, and the wall. Her room is basically mirroring mine.

I opened the door; only to see that it truly was the sister, I had expected it to be. Having nothing better to do, I bid her to enter, and listened to what she had to say.

In the end; I had agreed to follow her into her room, and explore the possibility she was offering me. I had found it sounding exciting enough, for one.

Naturally; I had closed her door after myself as I entered the room, after her. What she had asked of me was clearly requiring it; and I had no interest in being distracted, or interrupted by anything from outside the room now.

Once alone with her on her room, it is no longer possible to ignore to pick up on the details. She is clearly wearing the tube she had mentioned before, and it is responsible for her excitement; I assume it is a positive reaction.

Then I had found myself increasingly excited myself, even when it is my very own sister that is the object of the excitement. I don’t want to ignore it, and I found no reason to resist what I feel; not even when I still did know that it is my sister.

The excitement had started to creep onto her voice, in the form of giggles. It may be just a slight hint; but I could clearly feel the hints growing stronger, and stronger; guessing that it is the tube, and my close proximity behind it.

As she mentioned how exciting it had been to her, to wear the tube; I had to agree with her on that point. I could both see and feel the effects it was already having upon her. Maybe I should agree on trying one of these tubes out for myself; I couldn’t see any harm in it, and she did not give any reason to expect that any such reasons could have been hidden from me right now.

I had applied a slight hint of gel to the inside of the tube, before I pushed the head of my penis into it. Only then I started to feel the first effect of wearing the tube as I was rapidly growing stiff and firm as I slipped into the tube. From what I can see, it is merely made out of clear rubber. It was looking almost as if it had been a condom, and nothing more.

If it is my excitement that keeps me filling it out, and standing firm; or if there is something in the gel or the tube itself, responsible for the effect is well beyond me; I have no experience of these things. Maybe this is the way it should be, after all.

To my surprise, I could feel the hint of a chuckle on my voice; right after I had slipped the tube on, with the gel to lubricate it, just to make sure it wouldn’t rip. Enjoyable, or not; I did not like the idea of ruining the item, just out of carelessness.

Then I touched myself, stroking the head in order to explore how it would feel. Of course it felt good, and almost as if it had been my very own bare flesh. The tube wouldn’t just come off, but this wasn’t bothering me, right now. I enjoyed how it felt and wanted to see more of where this was going.

Casually, I picked up what was passing for a rear tube; lubricating it with the same gel as I had applied to the other tube and inserted it with unexpected ease. Of course, the tube did not slip out as I pulled back my hoof; but what had I been expecting, what fun would it have been if it would slip right out again.

I could feel her pushing me up against the wall in a playful move; which I couldn’t help, but finding exciting in my current state.

While in a bipedal stanch, she spread my legs open; only to find my knees all the way up against the wall before she had actually realized how easy it had been, and that I made no resistance or protest; towards what she was doing. Maybe I should have protested; if I had had the time to realize it and reflect on what she was doing, but since I never felt any actual discomfort in the imposed pose as such; I never felt the need to protest. The entire situation merely excited me even further.

She picked up a third tube, clearly intended for my muzzle, which should be making it slip into my mouth, and possibly down my throat. She picked up the same gel I had used, and lubricated it; before she slipped the tube into my mouth. I could feel the slippery rubber slide in between my lips, into my mouth and an inch down my throat, before I had really realized what she had been doing. Now I feel how the tube is covering my entire muzzle, the inside of my mouth and an inch down my throat.

The tube had made my lips contract instinctively and took away my control on the instant of contact. The effect of contraction flowed down as it slipped into my mouth as well. Now I feel the rubber pressing outwards on my lips, my mouth and down the throat, just as it is pressing in on my tongue, while I contract firmly and unconditionally around it.

Despite myself, I find it exciting; like nothing before it. To have the undivided attention of a filly my own age is good, and now it is one I find quite exciting, so I can’t complain here. Not even if there is a chance that the tube is affecting me to react the way I do.

The next moment; I could feel her carrying me to her bed, where she carefully placed me quietly. She was intent, not to let on that she isn’t alone in her room; as much as the intent she had on her mind right now.

By the time she had placed me on the bed; I had felt the effect of the rubber spreading out over my entire body, thus holding me firmly in its grip. She had apparently turned me into a toy for her to play with; the effects had been increasing with the time I had been exposed to the tubes, but even more to the number of tubes I had been exposed to. The first only made me excited, and directed my excitement towards my sister; who just happened to be the nearest object of my excitement. The second tube left me fully poseable, as if I had been a doll for her to play with. Naturally, it is the third and final tube that made the actual effect. I fear it is part of what it had been for in the first place, yet I can’t make myself regretting my situation.

I see the excitement in her eyes as she bend down over me, cupping her hooves; before she tease me by stroking the head of my penis.

After a moment, she let go of me; before she placed her muzzle on the tip of the head and licked it for a moment. Only to slip her lips down over me. Had I not been wearing the muzzle tube, I know I would have moaned; and thus alerted our parents as to what we were doing.

She had made it certain; I knew exactly where the rim of each and every one of the tubes I had inserted into myself, as well as the one I had inserted my now fully erect penis into.

From one Room, and into the Rubber of a doll's Body: 3

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

An Episode of a doll to Exploit and Enjoy: 4

Author's Note

Sister's POV

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An Episode of a doll to Exploit and Enjoy: 4

I had placed him on my bed, but then I had turned him to lie on his back; it was basically necessary for what I had in mind.

Once I had found the items in our parents’ bed room, this was bound to happen. Slipping the tube into my orchid is basically unavoidable, even when I do know I will have to extract it, and most likely even before I go to bed, sad as it is. I have come to realize that it is making me excited, and my brother was the natural target of that excitement.

If I can pull it out, all by myself, or if I will need my brother to help me; in which case I will have to extract the tubes out of him first, as well. I just hope I don’t have to go any further in my search of a pair of hooves to extract the tubes, in which case I fear I will be in deep trouble. Yet, that can’t bother me right now; I have a brother as a toy before me.

Of course, the result of this would be hinging on how he is to react on the entire event. What he said, when I have extracted the tubes out of him. I will have to do this by bedtime, so I can but hope that he is not panicking, or anything now.

With my forehooves to the right and left of his flanks respectively, I managed to hold him in place; ready for me to play, tease and enjoy him as I please, or please him just for the fun of it. Why, there is nothing wrong in pleasing him in the process; I love to tease him with pleasures, as I have him on my bed.

I started off, by licking the head of his penis, lapping away and feel the slippery, sleek rubber. Only then, I momentarily kissed him. As I had kissed him, I push forwards; I contracted around him, all by myself and entirely unaided.

Pushing all the way and an inch, before I pull back, stopping just short of letting him go. Pushing forwards, then puling back. I enjoy feeling him slide in and out between my lips. Repeatedly. Over and over again.

Of course; I had to tease him, so I did let go after a few minutes; only to return a few minutes later. There is nothing he could do to pull me back in, or pull me away; right now.

Going along with the tease, I once again let go, only this time; I climbed up on the bed and mounted him, where he lies on top of my bed. I need to feel him inside, to see what it is like to actually have him all the way inside.

I slowly move forwards, aiming my mound to close in on the head. Inch by inch; I move forwards, and lower my hips closer and closer to him. As I feel the rubber head on my mound, I lift my right forehoof and guide him into my now dripping wet orchid.

As a surprise gift, I feel myself instinctively contract on the instant of contact. There is nothing I could do about it, but it is what I had been hoping for in the first place.

With just a hint of pressure, I feel him slip in; I found myself incapable of preventing his entry, or rejecting him after the effect; even if I could have pulled back at any moment, but that never entered my head.

A moment after he entered, I feel the plop as the head had slipped in beyond the border and squeeze. Now I slowly push down all the way, before I bounce up. Slow.

As I feel the head reach the squeeze, I tentatively try to pull out; more as a tease than a genuine desire to actually do pull away. I feel myself contract around him and stretch out a bit before I found myself bounce right back down. Slowly, but as if the gel was actually pulling me in.

I feel the slippery wet surface sliding against the sleek rubber of his head. Feeling him slide up and down, repeatedly and unavoidably. Just enjoying him inside.

Then it happened, and I feel the new contraction hit as I came. Only then I came again; harder, and faster. Once, twice and thrice; over and over. Just slightly harder and faster with each and every time. I knew he had me, right there.

I lean forwards towards his face; slowly, and inch by inch. As I reach the point, I lick his lips, feeling the sleek and slippery lips. Only they are wet, and the rubber underneath is coarse in order to enhance the experience and sensitivity, on levels beyond my current comprehension. Yet, I do enjoy the sensations.

My tongue slide in through the slightly parted lips; as I engage in the first tentative kiss he is responding to with heat and passion, the likes I had been entirely unprepared for.

After a moment, I feel him reacting further on my kiss; as his tongue slide out between his lips and licking my lips, before slipping into my mouth; teasing my tongue. I should have realized that his tongue is now elastic rubber, while a coarse surface, covered in the same slippery wet gel, all the way out to the tip.

On top of him, and the situation; it is my part to lead him to the heights of it, to tease him in order to make it last and stay as enjoyable as possible, for as long as I can manage.

I permit my hooves to wonder down from his cheeks, along the side of his body; momentarily stopping on top of his chest. From there, I slide down along his body; holding on to him, and ending up, finding my hooves on his hips.

As I push my hooves in under the plump orbish, and rubbery butt; I found my hooves in the valley under his tail. I feel him contract firmly, but insistently push my right hoof forwards; just to feel the plop. Giving him several tentative tugs, just to confirm, just how tight he is; all the while enjoying the tease.

As I finally did choose to pull my hoof out, I am hit by the jolt as he came, thus coating my orchid from the inside and out. I certainly had enjoyed him under me, and still do. As my rubber doll; he is still just as firm and stiff under me and inside of me; nothing really changed in and of itself, to me.