Just as I had finished the work on the previous girl, and her suit; I hear a distinct knock on my door. By the exuberant sound, this had to be Pinkie Pie, as if I had not known that already.

“Enter, please; Ms. Pie!” I exclaimed.

The door quietly slide up, and a new girl in a green suit appears by her side. I had noticed that her nails are a vibrant, metallic spring leafy green; which is exactly that of the suit, while her lips are metallic bloody red, just like the previous girls had been.

Just like the previous girl, the suit she is wearing is a bit loose in the fit. This was a part of what I was supposed to deal with, in the first place.

“Welcome, Ms. Green!” I pronounced, just as Pinkie Pie slipped out of the room and closed the door behind her, and bounced down the hall; in order to meet up with the next girl in line.

“Hiya, Ms. Lotus; and thank you!” she responded, courtly.

“If you take your place on the bed, I can get you and your suit prepared for; what we both know you are looking forwards to?” I suggested.

“Okay!” Ms. Green responded, as she walked to the bed and quietly lay down, comfortably on the soft, yet firm silicon sheet.

“You are comfortable, I hope, Ms. Green?” I inquired, more in polite professional courtesy than anything else.

“Yes, thanks for asking, Ms. Lotus. Even if I guess the suit is a bit too loose, which is what I was told you would adjust for me, right?” she responded.

“That is what I was told to help you girls with!” I prompted, with a hint of a giggle.

“From the description of the event, I want the suit to be complimentary tight; just not to the point of being painfully or restrictively tight!” she explained, with a nervous giggle.

“That is why Ms. Pie chose these suits, and asked me to help her to adjust the suits individually on the spot; even if my sister Aloe is helping another girl with the same issue right now. I guess she wanted it to be a treat to adjust the suit after the effect, rather than having them to measure; while you still could go wrong!” I prompted.

“Is that why she asked you, making the adjustment into a massage?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

“Exactly; but I wouldn’t question her, or her motives too closely!” I conceded; as I produced a bottle of gel, intended to contract the suit to the exact form of her body.

The bottle is marked latex soap; as compared to the leather soap you may use, when cleaning and treating leather after use.

“This will make the suit slippery and shiny, while the intended effect will come slowly. You will have to allow for the suit to be soaked, before the effect is actually noticeable!” I explained, as I uncapped the green bottle.

“I guess it is acceptable, if it is shiny at the event; that should just highlight my body in a more favourable light!” she responded agreeably, giggling at the image I had induced into her mind.

“She implied that effect had been on her mind; when she consulted Ms. Rarity about the choice of materials and designs, as the suits were designed and produced!” I continued; pouring gel in my cupped right hand, before I started applying the gel to the suit at the top of her neckline.

Slowly, and meticulously careful, I applied and coated her suit with the clear gel. Little by little; the rubber revealed itself as it picked up sheen and grew slippery under my hands and absorbed the gel until it had been fully absorbed, while no gel was actually soaking through the material.

“I think I feel it growing slightly tighter, already!” she exclaimed, in excited surprise.

“There is supposed to be a hint of the effect fairly early on; in order to indicate that I am doing this right, and that I had picked the gel for the right suit!” I responded, as I continued out over her shoulders.

At least, this is how it had been explained to me; I don’t know the particulars or the details. I just know how to apply a comfortable and relaxing massage, among other treats I perform at my job.

From the shoulders, I continued along the flanks, down to her hips and doubled back and forth as I moved further and further inwards.

Applying extra care as I was on the top of her chest; working my way around and up her breasts, all the way up to the cherries. Feeling my way forwards as I see the sheen increasing as I moved on-wards.

As I was back at her hips; I continued and covered her mound carefully, carefully feeling the firm flesh under the elastic rubber. The first part of this process was finished as I had reached and covered her orchid. By then, I had covered the entire front of the suit.

“If you turn around, laying on your belly, please?” I instructed her.

“Okay, of course; Ms. Lotus!” she responded, as she turned around.

“Perfect, Ms. Green!” I pronounced, as I started to caress her neck with more gel.

As she had made herself comfortable, I pour up more gel in the palm of my right hand; before I continue at the neckline of the suit. From there I continue down her spine, doubling back just outside the rubber I had just coated with gel. Only stopping in order to pour more gel in my hand and starting from where I left of.

Naturally, I had continued all the way down her spine; down in the valley to where I left off before she turned over. At this point, I had worked the gel over the line, coating the rubber over her plump rear. As I left the rear; I continued up along the spine.

As I reach her shoulders; I caressed them and coated them with more gel, working all the way out to the edge of the minimal sleeves to the right and left. From there I double back over her back.

After a few more turns, I had managed to coat her entire back; thus completing the process. As I look, I notice how the suit is growing more shiny.

“If you turn around and sit up, you can observe the process of the suit tightening up. I hope this is exactly as tight as you would prefer it!” I informed her.

“Okay, thank you, Ms. Lotus!” she exclaimed; as she turned around, then sat up comfortably.

As she sat up, she could clearly see the suit slowly contracting around her body; ending up looking almost as if it had been painted directly onto her body. While the effect lasted, I could see her growing excited by the effect, which clearly shows on the suit as she is wearing it; as her cherries expanded, while the mound merely remains a smooth bulge between her legs.

“Now, that is impressive!” she gasped in response, looking down at her body.

At this point, the suit had developed a healthy rubbery sheen to it; while being smooth as if polished up carefully, which may explain part of the sheen as well.

“Maybe just a little bit tighter, if that isn’t too much to ask?” she inquired, as the process had ebbed out.

“Certainly, if you would just lie down; while I work?” I confirmed, enthusiastically.

“Oh, I had expected as much!” she responded, as she followed my instructions.

“Pinkie Pie had been absolutely correct in her prediction; she had asked for the refill, even before I had suggested it!” I thought; as I covered the front of the suit, all over again.

The effect would be a slightly tighter suit, but not just in the suit contracting further; it is as much in bonding the body to the suit and filling out out, while the suit is actually entering her lower orifices.

Before she had asked for it, I had chosen the gel for a B Cup bust, which I had carefully applied to the top of her chest. I had chosen an E Cup for her mound, and the G Cup for the orchid respectively, then slowly and carefully applied and worked the respective gels in on the intended parts of her.

Before I said another word, I chose K Cup for her cherries and worked the small portion of gel in, covering only the cherries, and the inch of space surrounding her cherries.

“If you would turn around; so that I can complete the process of improving your suit as you required out of me, please; Ms. Green!” I instructed her.

She turned over, giggling; without uttering a single word. Yet, she is about to notice and realize more of what she had been asking for, soon enough. I just hope she will enjoy the effect of what I was just giving her.

Once she had made herself comfortable, I continued, by pouring gel in my hand; before I started the second part of the treat, repeating the process.

With the second tube emptied, I applied gel from three inches inside, to an inch outside her rear orifice. Just a moment after I withdrew my fingers, I can clearly see the effect of the gel as she is tightening up progressively; which I imagine she should feel the effect of soon enough.

The rest of the gel I applied to the outer foalds of her orchid and into the thunnel, as far as the gel would last. The effect would take hold, once the rubber is saturated and as the gel is curing. I imagine the sensation and experience is quite curious; but it should be very exciting and pleasurable, for as long as it lasted. While the effects would stay with her for as long as she is wearing the suit at the very least, but the overt experience will soon subside, and she will forget it in a few minutes.

As I observe her from behind, I can see how the rubber around her spine and the zipper is thickening. The effect is that I can see and feel as if there is an eel under the rubber where the zipper is. Yet, the zipper is no longer vissibe.

“If you would turn around and sit up, please!” I instructed her, courteously.

“That feels gloriously!” she prompted; as she is once again sitting up, looking back at me.

“I had been expecting as much, this is what I am good at!” I explained.

“Ms. Pie wouldn’t be mad at me; just for asking for the refill, or just one more?” Ms. Green inquired cautiously, and with a slight hint of a worry on her voice.

“Next to Ms. Rarity, she is the last girl to be mad at either of us. So long as you enjoy it, and smile; all is well with the world in her eyes!” I explained.

“Then I don’t need to worry about her blowing her temper over me? If it is all the same for you, dare I ask for a new massage?” she inquired, with just a hint more of bravery on the tone of her voice.

Then she is looking down and lifts her hands to her chest. I could see her grouping her breasts for a moment, before she let go with a strangely pleased smile spreading out over her face.

“I take it; you like what you feel, Ms. Green?” I inquired seductively; in hopes to elicit the predicted response from her as she continued exploring the obvious spots up front, before me.

“These feels great. Now I just have to ask; would I have to return the suit, after the event Ms. Pie is hosting?” she inquired; much more worried, all of a sudden.

“As much effort as I am putting into each and every one of your suits, as part of the preparation; I fear none of the suits could be reused, by any girl other than the one it had been prepared for. This is why you have to wear it while I am doing it. Even if I love seeing you enjoy yourself while I prepare you for the event, just as I know Ms. Pie is rubbing her hands in glee over the expected joy, or just to see you smile!” I explained firmly, and to the point in no uncertain terms as softly as the message was good for.

“When you put it that way; I can’t refuse a free treat, when it feels this good. Now, how could I?” she responded.

“As you please. I just so happened to have the third tube of the gel with your name on it!” I teased her, with a generous giggle.

“If the tube indeed has my name on it; let me have it, Please, Ms. Lotus!” she pleaded.

“You need but lie back, and relax; while I do the job!” I insured her.

“That is easy; thank you very much, Ms. Lotus!” she responded, giggling as she leans back and lie down on the sheet.

“I do love my line of work, Ms. Green; everyone does as I say, when I do tell them something. Seeing the people entering my shop smiling happily as they leave, no matter how stressed out they may have been as they enter does make a special treat to me, though!” I conceded; as I produced the third gel, which I slowly uncapped as I had her attention.

With the girl firmly on her back, relaxing; I soon repeated the process the third and final time. Naturally; the effect is growing progressively deeper and more profound on the girl, with each and every progressive treatment; as I am applying the gel all over her body.

She may not know of the rubber this suit is made out of, or exactly why Ms. Pie had chosen it in the first place; but one reason is what she is about to find out soon enough, once the gel had saturated the thick rubber and cured. Rubber is not just derived out of latex, it is a highly flexible and elastic material. I had found it very delightful to work with, and I hope this girl will enjoy the effects; as she is learning about them, when they make themselves known to her. Of course, some of these effects will be very useful to her in the play, in which she is about to take part; while others are more enjoyable and excitable on her, in a more intimately private setting. If she is alone, or with that special partner; but that part is up to her, nothing that concerns me in any event. Not unless I am the partner of hers; that is.

As I had applied the gel on her belly, she turned around all by herself; before I had even told her. Now I coated her back, emptying the third gel. If prompted, she would realize the effect upon herself now, before it had actually taken its full effect. Yet, the full effect of the new-found flexibility will be quite undismissable and irrefutable; once the now glistering suit had been fully cured.

“That, was glorious. Awesome, Ms. Lotus. You have truly earned your name!” she exclaimed, as I finally did let go off her.

There is a new exuberant knock on the door, right on cue. She stopped, right in her track.

“Enter, Ms. Pie!” I prompted, and the door slide to the side; only to reveal a deep pink Ms. Pie.

“You rang!” she exclaimed; in a strange gesture, as she imitated the deep voice of a known actor from a hilarious film she had seen the other day.

“I have your next girl with me, Ms. Lotus. Oh, and Ms. Green, right this way; and I’ll take you to the next stop, on your preparations!” she then explained.

“Of course, Ms. Pie!” she eagerly exclaimed, as she followed my friend out the door.

Pinkie Pie quietly closed the door after herself, as she left the next girl in my care.

Author's Note

Massseuse Ms. Lotus's POV