A Suit; Extended

Of course, I had made the final stop, to pick up the few items I wanted to take with me. Yet, I had not taken the suit off of me.

Installing the device over the door to my room, had been easy. Both inside the room, and outside. Inside, the light is a dim red, while it is a bright green outside.

Just as it had been easy to install, I could take it down and move it to any room I choose to use for the purpose. Just the one condition; it had to be a private room with no unsecured doors. I could have used the outer door to the house, or my bed room, or a toilet; that part is all the same, so long as there is no way of walking around the secured entrance in order to get in. For now, the bed room is just fine by me. Maybe I do change my mind, later; moving it to another room, but that is later.

The device may look conspicuous and suspect, in the setting I currently have it, but who cares.

Once the device is installed and properly set up, the room is considered secure. I can slip out of the suit, if I so choose. While I could have enjoyed a few minutes more in the suit, I feel an urge to change out of the current setup, as exciting as it may have been.

With my hooves, there is no chance of breaking the seal, fore or hind hooves is no difference. The forehooves, at least could reach my neck.

Maybe I could have asked her to help me out, or I could even go back and ask now; but I feel like trying it out on my own, at the safety and comfort of being in private. I had nothing against her, but I am a bit scared of her; I had to confess, truth to be told. Just something about her and how she knows; even before I could ask, she was there to help me out, when I needed it.

I am standing in the middle of the room, on all fours. With the door closed and the blinders down and darkened; I can afford the one last cursory glance, scanning the room. I am alone and have assured myself, none can see or oversee me right now.

I light up my horn, by focusing. My horn slowly goes alight, lightening up. I see the light intensify as I feel my focus grow clear.

I feel secure, in my focus being sufficient to maintain simple levitation; even to reach out and manage holding on to and manipulate an item at the time. I have not learned any spell, yet; but I imagine I could try to attempt something simple, within a week or two.

For a moment, I merely focus, intensifying the glow of magic covering the horn. I see light intensify and spreading into an orb at the tip of the horn. The glowing orb is growing steadily, to the point where I feel secure in my first attempt to reach out.

If this is more complex and complicated than the previous; but I do not permit the question to lead to my doubting myself right now. Doubt is poison to my focus, I can not afford this right now. What if the doubt killed my new-found ability outright? What if I could never perform anything as easy as just lifting a single bit coin?

At first, a mere tendril of light is reaching out, stretching forth. I feel the beam reaching out, as I focus; then I bend the light towards the collar around my neck. After a moment, I feel the black, glistering and smooth rubber under the touch of my magic; slowly and utterly carefully caressing the surface in order to find the gap I am searching for. Once I find the gap, I manage to slip in and push the suit wide open. With the collar split in its two component halves, I lift the top up over my head, feeling it expand and dilate enough for me to pull it off of me.

There is a momentary sense of both freedom, loss and guilt in the process. I can not explain or probe these feelings right now; I have to push forwards and finish what I had set out to do, before anything goes wrong or my focus slips.

With the upper half of the collar lying safely on the top of my nightstand, I slowly pull the lower half down along the form of my currently equine form. The glistering black rubber is following the contours of my body perfectly.

Black rubber, flowing down my body like cold water at night; ignoring anything and everything, aside from my focused magic holding it in place. I could have pulled it up, just as easily; I could have pulled it down faster, or just let go of it at any given time for no reason. Even gravity has no hold of the tight fitting collar; half way down, as it continues down towards my hind hooves. A magical field, covering and protecting my skin as far as the cover is permitting, from the collar and down. No more, and no less.

Moment by moment, I continue; pushing the suit down the form of my body, stopping only at the very edge, before I pull the suit down and step right out of it. Once my hooves are clear of the suit, the collar returns to being just that, a black rubber collar. As if it is all it had ever been, all it would ever want to be.

I place the top half of the collar on the bed stand, making sure it doesn’t make contact with the lower half. If they could connect and change in any way shape or form, I have no idea, but I do not take any chance right now.

Once the suit is of, I am nude. I manage to slip my hands out of the hoof extensions and leave them on my bed. I pull the muzzle off of my face with my right hand, looking curiously at the small rubbery item in my hand.

“Qurious!” I exclaim.

Alone, with merely a shadow, and the shadow of my equine half, undressing and stripping naked. Looking at each part of my equine shadow I pull off, shed and then place it reverently on the top of my bed. Ogling it for the briefest of moments between the two acts.

“Who am I?” I inquire; from the shadows in the room, in which I am still standing.

“If I am Human, I will have to pull the top and the panties off of me!” I ponder; as I slip the top up over my head and the panties follow suit, finding themselves on the bed.

Momentarily looking down at the bed; where the extensions are laid out, almost as if I had been wearing them and lying on the bed.

“Sorry!” I pronounce, in a more apologetic tone; “but if I am to see my self, so I can make up my mind and see myself; I will have to complete undressing, and stripping entirely nude!” I continue.

With that said, I pull the tiara off of my head and pull the final extensions off of my feet; ending up standing barefoot, and naked to the bone.

“Oh, that is me, and what I look like?” I exclaim.

“While it is what you look like; are you sure it is who you truly are, deep inside?” a voice presses on.

“How would I possibly know?” I respond.

“How, indeed; you will have to feel your way through, to see your true self!” she promptly exclaims.

“Right now, I will have to catch myself some sleep; I guess I can sleep on it, then!” I conclude.

“Yes, you could!” is the response.

While I had been the Pony for most of the day, I had been Human the rest of my life. My body conforms to only so much, if I am to catch any of the sleep I had been hoping for.

Looking back at the day, I can simply not let go of the tiara and what is representing to me; I slip it right back onto my head, feeling the anxiety and the freedom rushing back to me in an intense wave of power and emotions flooding me momentarily.

Only with focus, do I manage to clear my head enough, to even have the hope of actually having the sleep.

I step right into my old hoof extensions and stand up on my hind hooves once more. Looking at my bed, examining my options. There is a top, I slip right into; before I even realized it, but I guess I am too tired to focus on more than just pushing the emotions and distractions out of my head.

While I am focusing, I feel my horn becoming aglow, as I reach forth and pick up a pair of gloves. The gloves slowly float through the air and find themselves on my hands. I have little to no time to explore or examine at the time I lift up a pair of panties and step right into them, before I open the door to my wardrobe and stash them as neatly as I could possibly muster in the state I had just found myself.

Once my bed is cleared, I pick up the two halves of the collar and step right into the suit, feeling the bubble enveloping be from both sides. The collar contracts around my neck, before finally connecting and sealing me within.

I stand up, in confusion and dazed for a moment. Strange, why am I confused?

The bed had been readied, and the parts not used is in the wardrobe; so I go well into bed and pull the quilt right back over myself. As I lay my head on the pillow, I can let go of focus. My horn no longer glow and I close my eyes. The room grows dark, I fall asleep.
The day is finally at an end.