Author's Note

Okay so after I decided to stop being whiny I read some stories from the site, re rated the story, and decided to at least post the rest of it for a sense of continuity.

Chapter 2. Day 1

I was roused the next morning by my bed bouncing. “Wake up wake up wake up,” Scooter cheered. I opened my eyes and the sun was out glittering off of Scooter’s orange skin and purple hair. Her thighs were straddling me and I desperately hoped she couldn’t feel my morning wood considering the short shorts she was wearing I guess I should just hope she didn’t know what it was.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“6:45, Flutters wanted to kiss you awake at 7, but I couldn’t wait any longer,” she said. Right of course I had to miss Flutters’ lips against mine because of an excited thirteen year old. I leaned up causing her to backwards somersault onto the floor. I got out of bed and got dressed,

“Should I leave?” She asked.

“No, part of the trust and comfort exercise will have to have us in the same room naked,” I said.

“Whatever, I don’t really care I mean you’ve seen Dashie naked right?” She asked. I nodded wondering how in the blue and rainbow fuck she knew that. “So, what are we doing today since we’re not doing anything physical?” She asked.

“I didn’t say we weren’t doing any physical therapy we just can’t get to pinning your wings for a while. The classes I’ve been taking say that you need to have a strong bond between the applicant and the applier before pinning can commence. It’s like acupuncture only harder,” I said.

“Oh, well then what are we doing?” She asked. I turned around wearing only boxers.

“Turn around,” I said. She turned swiftly and I placed my hand in the middle of her back. “First we need to over condition the muscles around your wing muscles. For your atrophied muscles to grow strong the rest of your body has to be more so. This shouldn’t be too hard, things like stretching, flexibility, agility nothing you’re unfamiliar with. First I’ll massage out your wings muscles every morning,” I said.

“Oh cool, I bet that’ll feel good,” she said.

“As long as you’re not too tense,” I said thinking about the dozens of reasons she had to be knotted up. “Is anyone else awake yet?” I asked.

“Just Flutters, Dashie and Sparks are already gone,” she said. I pulled out the massage table that was shaped obtusely.

“Sports bra off,” I said facing her. Her orange cheeks pinkened, but she seemed to remember what I said.

“Um okay,” she said unsnapping her bra freeing her small pert breasts.

“Pants too,” I said. Her orange pink face turned red, but she pulled down her shorts and panties knowing I would just ask for that next. I took off my boxers having gotten rid of my boner earlier. She took a good look and bit her lip hard. I made the massage table flat and and turned on the towel warmer . . . yeah Celestia got me all this crap for when she visits. She said it was ‘part of my job as caretaker’, but we both knew that was total crap the thing is that neither of us minded. She just wanted me to do it because she knew I was good at it. I walked over to scooter and pulled her up in my arms. Her eyes flew open wide, “Are you nervous?” I asked. She nodded, “It’s alright you should be now, but we’ll get used this. Soon enough it’ll be as easy as breathing,” I said setting her down. “Now lie on the table with your face in the rest,” I said. She did so and I laid a hot damp towel over her lower half.

“Huh that feels great,” she moaned.

“Let your wings lay flat, you need to be as relaxed as possible,” I said. She did as I said to the best of her abilities, but I could tell she was still nervous. I rubbed some oil into my hands and started massaging her spinal muscles just to get her used to my hands. She sighed and relaxed a bit more. I rubbed her sides under her wings up to her shoulders and started working gently on her upper trapezius.

“Ah, that smarts a bit,” she complained.

“It’s going to get a lot worse before it get’s better, it’ll take about an hour a today before your loose enough to start on your primary, anterior, and dorsal wing muscles.

“Jeez really?” She asked.

“Just relax scooter, trust me and relax,” I whispered turning on some soft music. I breathed loudly in and out, “Breathe with me, match my heart beat and you’ll relax,” I said. She did as I said and I continued. She would tense up every now and then, but she got used to it. At times I would massage other parts like her neck, legs, feet, and glutes and by that time she barely seemed to mind at all. I would always return to her traps and eventually they started to loosen up. She moaned and turned to putty in my hands. It took a lot longer than I expected to get the knots out. “Alright we’re done, now we’ll move on to stretching,” I said. I pulled her back up with no protest this time, “Still nervous?” I asked.

“A little, but not as much. That felt awesome by the way,” she said.

“Good, we’ll have to do that at least once a day. Not for as long as I thought more like half an hour, but still,” I said laying her down on a mat. We went through some textbook stretches to get her more flexible. “Alright, let’s get dressed. Your running shorts will offer a sense of resistance your muscles need. She walked right out into the hallway naked, rustled around in Dashie’s room for a moment and came back in with a pair of spandex shorts and panties. She put them on and I threw on some running shorts. “No tops, I still need your upper body to be accessible.

“Whatever,” she said tossing her sports bra back down. There was some reason other than the obvious that she didn’t want to be naked in front of me. I needed to know what that was. We started the more difficult stretching and she groaned when I applied more pressure. “Ahh jeez!” she complained.

“Is everything al-” Flutters started to ask poking her head in. Scoot and I stared at her for a moment before she slowly closed the door behind her. We had to bite our tongues until we knew she couldn’t hear us.

After Flutters was long gone we laughed like morons for a solid minute, “That must have looked ridiculous,” Scooter brayed.

“Oh she’ll get used to it, who knows maybe she’ll join us one night,” I said.

“Night? I thought you said sleep was the most important part of this,” Scooter questioned.

“Where do you think you’re sleeping? You won’t sleep in my bed unless you’re want to, but what did you think the cot was for?” I asked.

“Oh,” she said sounding scared.

“Are you going to tell me why you’re so scared to be vulnerable around me all the time?” I asked.

“What? I’m not scared. I was naked in front of you all morning,” she said.

“Yes, but it bothered you,” I said.

“Well this is the first time I’ve been naked in front of a boy so it’ll take some getting used to okay?” She said.

“Alright, tell me when you’re ready,” I said.

“Gah, whatever are we done yet?” She asked.

“Yes, you can put your sports bra on. We’ll eat and then go outside for trust exercises,” I said.

“Cool I’m starving,” she said. I made her six eggs, two pieces of toast, some bacon-also for everyone in the room so I ended up making like two freaking pounds-and a big bowl of oats. I set it all in front of her, “Seriously?” She asked obviously regarding the quantity.

“Seriously,” I answered. It took a while, but she managed to eat it all. I had her take a cat nap for an hour so I could get ready. Flutters was sitting on the couch with a bothered expression. “Are you okay?” I asked.

“Fine,” she said curtly. She was angry, Flutters never got angry. I sat down next to her and she scooted away. I placed my hand on hers and she suddenly needed both hands to read her book.

“Flutters-” I started.

“You know what, I just remembered that the shelter needs volunteers today,” she said smiling falsely at me before getting up and leaving. I sighed, the animal shelter was closed today.