Lotus Changeling Spa

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A Surprise Treat

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”Hi, Rarity!” she exclaims, as she is entering the room.

”Hi!” I respond.

”Well rested; after your little adventure, I take it?” she inquires, rather politely.

”Yes, thank you for asking!” I respond.

”It was quite the exhausting experience, I would imagine!” she points out.

”It certainly was, yes!” I respond.

”I can very well imagine; but if you are up to it, I could let you rekindle the experience!” she inquires.

”You could?” I inquire; ”Yes, please!” I exclaim.

”Since you have drunk your tea, I think it would be appropriate, for me to permit it now!” she points out; indicating the empty tea cup on the table, before me.

”It was quite enjoyable, even if it isn’t a blend with which I am familiar!" I respond.

”The blend is not exactly courtly renowned, but it is great for the setting of a Spa!” she explains.

”Right this way, please..” she offers; ”You are ready, and willing; so there is nothing, holding you back!” she explains.

I slip off of my seat and follow her direction back towards the cushion, upon which I had spent so many hours.

”Clip, clop; clip, clop!” I hear my hooves squeak; with each and every step, I take on my way to the cushion.

”Of course, it is the very same one; upon which I had had so much excitement, before!” I ponder; indicating the cushion, she had indicated for me to once more mount.

”Still does look, just as comfortable now; as it had, the time I had mounted the cushion!” I point out.

”The very same!” she confirms.

As I reach the cushion, I slip up onto it from behind; somehow feeling it more comfortable, this way. Maybe it is the design?

”Sleek and slippery!” I exclaim, almost as if it had been surprising me.

”White Silicon hide, easy to mount and slip off of; just as it is easy to clean, and maintain hygiene!” she merely responds.

”Oh!” I respond; as I am making myself comfortable, on top of the cushion.

She is slipping out the rear hoof rests behind me; indicating for me to press my hooves into place, guiding my hooves into proper position.

”There..” she coos; ”how does that feel?” she inquires.

”Comfortable..” I respond; ”quite relaxing, if I can say so myself?” I continue.

”Good..” she responds; ”Now, your fore hooves too; if that is acceptable for you, that is!” she coos.

”Okay!” I respond; as she is extending the hoof rests, for my fore hooves.

With little, to no effort; she is adjusting the hoof rests, to perfect alignment for me.

”If you press your hooves down, slightly; I can continue my demonstration, so you can see for yourself!” she offers.

”Okay!” I respond; ”I think I know, what will happen; but I want to see it, when I am not distracted!” I ponder; as I follow her instructions to the letter, pressing my hooves down slightly.

”Thank you, dear!” she responds, as she is producing the tube of clear hoof bond gel.

She is applying the gel along the outer rim of my hind hooves first, just as she had the day before; before she is stepping up before me, repeating the process with my fore hooves before my very eyes.

”Absolute Hoof Bond Gel” the label of the tube reads.

This time, I had been watching; as she applied the clear gel along the rim of each fore hoof. Yet, I can not say that I had felt anything; as the gel was applied to my hooves, permitting me to realize what the gel was doing. Nonetheless, the gel is doing exactly what it had been designed to do; bonding my hooves onto the surface upon which I am pressing them, ever so lightly.

”Look, please; look closer, at your hooves!” she is urging me.

”Oh, okay!” I respond, as I am looking at my hooves.

My hooves had not changed, since she had performed the hooficure. But now, I can’t quite make out; where my hooves end, and where the pad I am pressing them against begins.

”You see?” she inquires.

”Of course!” I respond.

”Now, if you don’t mind; let us try something, and see what happens?” she suggests.

”Okay!” I respond.

”Give your right fore hoof a tentative tug!” she suggests; inciting me to try, just to see how it would feel.

I tug at the hoof, tentatively: once, twice and thrice: only to find the hoof stuck in place, fused to the surface, as if it had been part of it from the very beginning. I can’t see a single reaction, on the hoof; while I do feel, how the leg is stretching and straining with each and every tug.

”Give your left fore hoof a tentative tug, please; but slightly harder, if you do not mind?” she continues.

”Okay!” I respond; looking intently at the hoof as I give it a tentative tug: once, twice and thrice.

”It does not budge!” I respond, giggling at my situation.

”Maybe, just maybe we should make it a bit more exciting; moving it up, to the next level?” she offers.

With a flip of a switch, I find my hooves moving outwards; slowly spreading my legs apart, inch by inch.

”There, that should be just about right..” she suggests; ”I hope it is still comfortable, for you!” she offers.

”It just takes something; to get used to the process of having my legs spread, in this fashion!” I respond, giggling nervously.

”I could very well imagine, it would!” she offers.

”I am feeling exposed..” I explain; ”and there is nothing I can do about it, right now!” I elaborate.

”That is natural, and a part of the process..” she explains; ”I doubt this will change the feeling of being exposed, but I hope you are prepared for the plug!” she continues.

”Can you ever be prepared, for the plug?” I respond.

”No..” she responds; "but it would not work, if you could get used to it!” she explains.

”I thought so..” I respond; ”Since I am open and exposed, you can as well go ahead and plug me up!” I suggest.

”Here goes..” she responds.

First I feel the plug slipping into my belly button. While it may be weird, it isn’t worse; than I imagine I could get used to it, over time. The process only takes a few minutes, and I feel the plug plop; as it is lodging itself firmly into place, now a full five inches inside.

”There..” she offers; ”that wasn’t so bad?” she inquires.

”No!” I respond, just as I feel my rump contracting distinctly.

I find myself dilating, as if the plug had been slipping into my anal cavity. Just as if the plug had been slipping in, inch by inch; I am spread open, as I am filled up. The process is slow and gradual; taking a full hour; just as it had, when she had in fact slipped the physical plug into my rump the very first time.

”Oh, oh - ooh, ooh - ooooh, ooooh - ooooooohh, ooooooohh!” I mouth, in response to the experience of the plug slipping into me from behind.

Just as she had instructed me the first time, I am focusing on the experience; feeling the slippery and sleek surface of the plug slipping into me, quite effortlessly. In fact; it is feeling slippery and wet, almost as if it had been lubricated before entering.

She is watching me, observing my face; as the experience is distracting me, with the sensation of being filled up and internally being stretch to my absolute limit. Naturally, it had been designed for this very purpose.

As I feel it plopping, it has made me contract fully. Just like back then, it has full control.

”I am going to seal your vagina, with the bond momentarily!” she informs me, waiting for me to respond.

Just that once the plug had plopped, I am utterly incapable of ignoring it; leaving me clearly distracted, for as long as it is inserted.

”Oh..” I respond, with a tremble; ”Okay, please do!” I conclude, with an eager nod.

”Then I will do it, just for you!” she responds.

I feel the gel being applied from the top to bottom of my orchid. The seal expands along the applied gel, and I feel myself being pulled together in the same manner as it had occurred the first time. Only now, I am partially prepared for it.

”Open your eyes, wide..” she suggests, and the light is once more directed at my face as I comply.

With the light at full intensity, I can not close my eyes, or even blink for an instant; just as I could not open my eyes, had I closed them.

”If you don’t mind, I have a pair of lenses for you to try out!” she offers, presenting me with a pair of soft ruby lenses.

”Yes, please!” I agree, with a nod to further signify my ascent.

”As you please!” she coos, as she is inserting the lenses into my eyes: right and left.

”Ooh!” I exclaim, as I feel a momentary chill in the eye, from the sub-bond gel the lens is coated with.

Once both lenses are securely in place, the light is dimmed down to nothing.

”Blink a few times, and close your eyes for a moment!” she suggests.

”Oh, okay!” I respond; blinking: once, twice and thrice.

I close my eyes for several seconds, before I open them once more. Only to blink again: once, twice and thrice.

As I once more open my eyes, she is standing before me; staring right into my eyes, then blinks once. Once her eyes are fully open, I find myself compelled to stare into her eyes. As a matter of fact, I can’t make myself look away. Now I am returning her stare, for as long as she is standing before me, looking into my eyes.

”I am wearing the master lenses, matching your slave lenses!” she explains, while still maintaining her steady and unwavering gaze into my eyes.

”Oh!” I respond.

”It means; that your eyes will be following me for as long as I am within range, wearing these lenses!” she explains.

”So that is, why I can’t look away?” I inquire.

”Yes, but of course; delicious, isn’t it?” she coos.

”It does make me feel hot..” I respond; ”being exposed and openly desired, in this manner of fashion!” I elaborate.

”Some of us, needs and desires this..” she agrees; ”and some of us, simply could not live or survive without it!” she continues.

”You do?” I inquire; ”it sounds, as if you have some very personal and intimate experience and understanding of it!” I continue.

”You caught me..” she confesses; ”Yes, I do have experience in these things!” she continues; ”it is what led me into this place, in the first place; knowing how it feels, and understanding how you feel as you expose yourself to me!” she offers.

I lick my lips, in excitement; sharing this moment, with the mare before me. Finding myself incapable of resisting the urge. Only now; it dawns upon me, my lips are slippery and wet as if coated with lubrication. Just that it is not just my lips coated with the lubricant, but my mouth and tongue as well.

”A measure, of how much you enjoyed the session I offered you; how excited you were, and how deep the orgasms were!” she explains.

”Ooh!” I exclaim, unconsciously trying to avert my gaze in surprised embarrassment; miserably failing, as I maintain a steady gaze.

”Just as I just said, before..” she coos, as she is observing the reaction; "You are perfectly incapable, of looking away or even averting your gaze!” she elaborates.

”You don’t say?” I inquire.

”Try as you might, but it is not possible..” she points out; ”but, maybe a kiss would be right, right now?” she offers.

While my gaze is fixed, she steps forwards; offering me a kiss, I am finding myself eagerly returning. I feel her slightly parted lips against mine; as I realize, I can’t help but enjoying her advances right now.

She only maintains the kiss, for but a few minutes; filling me up with heat, and the unbridled desire for more.

”That, that, that..” I stumble; ”was amazing, beyond words!” I hear myself confess, just a moment after she had broken of the kiss by taking a step back.

”Yes, wasn’t it?” she agrees.

I watch her licking her still slightly parted lips, finding it utterly irresistible; mimicking her action, perfectly.

”How about this?” she inquires, as she is stretching her tongue further out of her mouth.

I mimic her action, before I even think of it; as I watch her tongue stretching further, than I had thought her capable of stretching it.

She pulls her tongue back in, into her mouth; slowly, deliberately.

”Could you do that again, but faster?” she inquires.

I nod, but maintains the gaze into her eyes.

Since she had suggested it, I find myself enjoying it.

”Like this?” I ponder; as I repeat the action, just a bit faster.

”Yes..” she responds, nodding in approval; ”but faster?” she coos, seductively.

After a few times, she snaps the tip of my tongue; playfully pulling back, just enough for me to feel her tugging and stretching my tongue. Strangely enough, it feels electric.

She lets go, then takes a step back.

”I guess; I have been teasing you enough, for now!” she suggests.

”Oh!” I respond.

”Besides; I had something else in mind, for you now..” she fills in; ”If you don’t mind, that is!” she continues.

”Oh, yes; that, of course!” I respond.

I close my mouth, as she is producing the tube of bonding gel; eagerly awaiting, what is coming next. Knowing, exactly what she is about to do.

”You trust me?” she inquires.

”Implicitly!” I respond; knowing full well, exactly what is about to happen.

”Then; by all means, I will do this for you!” she offers; as she is drawing the line between my now closed lips, from the right to left.

I feel my lips bonding, fusing; then finally contracting as the bond is completed, as the gel covers the entire distance from the right to the left corner of my mouth.

”With the bond between your lips, your mouth is sealed shut; you can’t part your lips, for any reason whatsoever!” she points out.

”Let me add another layer, of excitement!” she offers, and I am nodding my ascent.

As I am nodding my ascent; she starts applying a clear gel, rubbing it in over my entire muzzle and an inch or so outwards. Once she had worked in the gel; she is producing a second gel bond, only to apply it from both the right and left corner of my mouth at the same time. I feel the gel spreading out from the right to the left, and from the left to the right.

Once she had applied the bond from corner to corner, both right and left; she is applying a squishy rubber gel over my muzzle, from the tip and outwards.

”There..” she exclaims; ”If you just permit me to cure this, to make it a permanent hold?” she offers.

I feel the warmth of light hitting my muzzle, just as she had suggested; making this a permanent change, I can enjoy at will. I will just have to apply the light; covering the muzzle for the duration I desire the effect, to take hold.

”Now, for one final item..” she explains; ”one enjoyable memory, for you to hold on to!” she explains.

I feel the buzz of stimulation, hitting my sealed and openly exposed orchid.

”Close your eyes, and think of what I have given you!” she coos, and I close my eyes.

I feel light bathing my face; knowing what this means, as I am focusing on the experience she is giving me.

She is a tease, to the very end; spreading my legs further, just to explore how far I can be spread in this condition. I am perfectly relaxed, as I am experiencing the stimulation she is exposing me to.

With my hind legs under myself, exposing me; I am enjoying, what she had offered me. My fore legs, spread wide apart and forwards. The cushion is slowly and soundlessly lowered down towards the floor.

As the cushion reaches the floor, she is breaking the bond, holding my hooves in place. With that; I have been liberated from the grip, the bond had had over me. I am no longer a part of the furniture in the room.

I feel the light in my face dim down to nothing, as the stimulation is ceasing half the way through. I am trapped, halfway towards that one orgasm. The room is quiet, aside from the breathing in my right ear.

”Raise to your hooves, and remember..” she coos; ”remember, remember, remember..” I hear the sound of her voice echoing in my mind.

The room is now perfectly dark and quiet. Everything is still, as I am rousing.

I gather my hooves under myself and raise up. In the process, the plug in my belly button is pulled out.

While the plug had effectively been extracted, I had neither orgasmed, or had a full hour plugged up; the plug in my rump thus remains in place for now.

First now, I realize she had unsealed me in the process; either as the plug in my belly button had been removed, or when she broke the bond holding my hooves in place.

I lick my lips in excitement, eagerly; as I recall the moment she had given me, for me to treasure for all time.

This memory is personal, intimate; something I am not sharing, with anypony. Ever.

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One Night

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