Twin Raritys'

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A New Day

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I had arrived at the home of my older sister; only to see Rarity, sharing breakfast with us.

“Which of them, is my sister?” I ponder; "but, I guess: I could as well consider both of them, my sister!” I conclude.

“I have a gift and surprise for you, on your room..” she now offers; “in the drawer, of your night stand!” she clarifies.

“Oh, ok!” I exclaim; as I am rushing off, towards my room.

“You will just have to disrobe, before you can try it on!” Rarity points out; just as I am finding, what I had been given.

“Oh, but of course..” I ponder; “then I will just have to close the door, to my room!” I conclude; closing the door, quietly.

Once I had finally closed the door to my room, I start to disrobe, as I had been told to.

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All the clothes I had been wearing, now laying limply on my bed; waiting for me to be done, so I could be slipping into them once more.

I pull the drawer out; only to find the crystal clear tube, as the gift I had been promised.

“This looks like a regular condom!” I ponder; “but why would she give me a condom, I am a girl, after all!” I conclude.

“I am supposed to insert this tube from behind..” I ponder, slipping the middle finger of my right hand into it.

Once the tube is on my extended finger; I reach between my legs, slipping the tube in from behind. (Just as the instructions are expressing it!)

It feels a bit weird, slipping the finger in from behind; but this is when I realize what the tube is doing, as it slips into my rear orifice. I find myself contracting around the thin membrane, as it is coating me inside.

“Ooh... ooh... ooh...” I breathe; as I feel the tube coating my rear orifice, further and further inside.

After about a minute, the membrane starts to spread outwards, coating my skin with the silicone white surface. I feel it propagating further and further, as it continues to spread outwards.

First now, I realize what is happening to me; the silicone white skin is a dead giveaway, the tube comes with a character named Sweetie Belle. Even if I don’t recognize who my character is; but if my older sister is Rarity, it just had to be Sweetie Belle I am turning into.

I just stand there, mouth agape; as I permit the changes to overtake me, to take hold of my entire body. While I guess I could have changed my mind, at any time; pulling the tube out from behind, in order to reverse the changes. It just never crosses my mind; as if I had wanted to, in the first place.

Inch by inch, the membrane is covering me with the pristine, silicone white; only to adjust my hair as it goes, leaving me with the mane style of Sweetie Belle, in the process. No make-up, or make-up effect can be seen or felt; just the pure and undiluted image, of Sweetie Belle.

“Wait, she knew I love the image of Sweetie Belle?” I realize, just as the tube had covered me completely.

“Well; if she is Rarity, why not?” I ponder, questioning my preconceptions.

“If only I had a mirror, I could see myself as Sweetie Belle; but the closest mirror I have available, is in the girl’s room!” I ponder; “I would have to put my clothes on, before I go out of my room; not to mention, walking all the way over to the girl’s room!” I groan, inwardly.

“At least, I can still see my face entirely unobstructed..” I mumble; “and I can already see my hands; even without the mirror, before me!” I conclude.

“Oh.. oh..” I breathe; as I hear Sweetie Belle’s voice, as I speak.

I had known, Sweetie Belle had a beautiful voice; but to hear it, coming out of your own mouth. It just puts everything, in an entirely new and very different perspective. (Should I pick up singing, or voice acting now?)

Once the appearance of the tube’s character has taken hold, I am moving over to my wardrobe; my intent of wearing the clothes I had just been wearing, evaporating like mist in the morning.

“Since the drawer did not contain any clothes, and my body is changed; I hope I have clothes prepared, fitting my form of Sweetie Belle!” I ponder.

I am walking up to my wardrobe, slowly opening the door before me; scanning the content of my wardrobe, for the clothes I hope I can be wearing.

The first I notice, is a set of panties. Metallic Bloody Red, Electric Metallic Blue, Gold, Black and finally crystal clear. Yes, these panties had been awarded to me, for the duration of wearing the Sweetie Belle tube.

I think the blue panties would be fitting me best, so I am extracting them from the set before me.

With these panties in hand, I step into them; swiftly pulling them all the way up, affording them a few tentative tugs: once, twice and thrice. What I experience in the process, is a pair of small plugs eagerly touching me in the process; the plugs easily slide in effortlessly, before I had even realized what was happening. Just as I found myself contracting, instantly on contact; while the contraction grows stronger and I find myself tightening up more and more, as the plugs slide into me.

I find myself relaxed, while I contract around the inserted plugs.

“Oh.. Oh.. Oh..” I gasp, breathlessly, as I feel the plugs entering me and sliding further and further inside.

Once the plugs had started to enter, I couldn’t make myself stop; feeling the plugs slide all the way in, before I adjusted the fit of the panties.

With the panties on, I move my focus over to the tops; finding a matching set, choosing the Metallic Electric Blue top to go with my panties. I know, that even if my panties will not be visible under my clothes; I still want to wear a matching set, panties and top in exactly the same hue. Well, why not? I am certain, Rarity would agree with me; backing me up, on this matter.

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I had found the top fitting me, just as snugly as the panties. What a shock? I had slipped the skirt on, before I had slipped into my blouse. Once the blouse is buttoned up, I deem myself fully clothed for the day. At least, I don’t need to worry about the fit, my decency or what my sister Rarity would say.

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I had walked into the kitchen, where I find Rarity eagerly waiting for me. Not the shock, you were hoping for, but still.

“Take a seat, please!” she offers, as I am stepping into the kitchen.

“Oh, okay!” I respond; taken the proffered seat, by the kitchen table.

“Not overly fancy, but I guess it is what we have!” I ponder.

“Sweetie; make yourself comfortable, please..” she instructs me; “now; if you could place your hands, on the table, palms down; so that we can begin!” she concludes.

“Oh, okay..” I respond; as I am making myself comfortable, placing my hand on the table before me, as she had described.

Rarity takes the seat, facing me, with a vial of nail polish between us.

“I guess this could be fun..” I ponder; “if she is offering me a make-up and manicure, I’m all in!” I conclude.

I watch her, as she is uncapping the vial of nail polish.

“Sapphire Lacquer” the label reads; but I just read: 'nail polish', all the same.

Once the bottle had been uncapped, she slowly move the brush towards my right hand; before she paints the nail of my thumb with great care. I watch her, as she starts to paint from the root of the nail, at the center and all the way over the tip; then right and left, right and left. Now she is painting the back of the nail, in the same pattern; before she is sealing the nail in, by applying the lacquer from the right to the center and from the left to the center.

Once she had painted the thumb nail of my right hand, she continues to paint nail by nail, until she had finished the nail of my pinkie finger. Only to continue with the nails of my left hand.

“You will have to afford the Lacquer two minutes to cure; while that is going on, I could offer you a pretty make-up for the day!” she suggests.

“Yes, please!” I respond; “Just two measly minutes to wait for the polish to cure!” I ponder.

“Just relax, smile and focus on my face; while I am applying your make-up, please..” she instructs me.

“Okay..” I just respond, as I make an effort to relax and focus on her face.

I can see her producing a lip balm, uncapping it; before she is applying the balm to my lips, from the center to the right and from the center to the left, upper and lower lip thrice. She is finishing, by applying the crystal clear lip-liner along the rim of my lips; from the center to the right and from the center to the left, upper and lower lips in turn.

I feel my lips growing a bit firmer and smoother in the process; while the under-laying effects stay unnoticed.

“Just a moment longer, and I will be completing your lips..” she explains, as she is producing a lip-gloss.

She is repeating the process, applying the lip-gloss on my lips, the same way she had just applied the lip-balm a mere moment earlier.

“My lips start to feel wet..” I ponder, "but it still feels good!” I conclude.

“If you close your eyes; I will be applying your eye-shadows, for you!” she explains.

“Oh, okay..” I respond, “Thank you, Sis!” I conclude as I am closing my eyes.

As I had just closed my eyes, she is producing the eye-shadow base; carefully brushing it from the center of my face and out to the corner of the eye. Once she had finished the upper eye-lid of my right eye, she continues with the upper eye-lid of my left eye. Only to repeat the process with the lower eye-lids of my right and left eye in turn.

While my eyes remain closed; she is producing a glossy black eye-liner, drawing a line from the inner corner of the eye along the eye-lash to the outer corner of the eye. Starting with the upper eye-lid of my right eye, following up with the upper eye-lid of my left eye. Now she is repeating the process on the lower eye-lids of my right and left eye in turn.

A moment later, she is repeating the process; just with an Electric Metallic Blue eye-shadow, this time. Only to finish with a glossy eye-shadow with a glitter effect to it.

Open your eyes, Sweetie; so I can apply your mascara too, please!” she coos.

I comply, without a thought.

She is producing the black mascara, matching the eye-liner as I am watching; once she had uncapped it, she is starting to apply the mascara with delicate care. Starting with the upper eye-lashes, right and left; repeating on my lower eye-lashes, right and left. I feel how she is curling the eye-lash upwards, then slowly pull the brush towards herself; thus applying a gentle, gradually progressive curl to each of my long eye-lashes.

“Since your nails has cured, Sweetie; you could as well dig right into your breakfast, now!” Rarity suggests, as she is storing away all the make-up articles she had just used.

As I am digging into my breakfast, I lose track of Rarity. Where did she go? I have no idea.

Though I guess being bare-foot is a hint. She will not need to cut my nails, or file them even or anything. The Sweetie Belle tube had tended to all of that.

Just as she had painted my finger nails; now she is tending to my toe nails. One toe at the time, from the biggest to the smallest. Right and left foot, in turn.

Of course, she is done well before I had even noticed where she was going. Though I guess I should have noticed, as she applied the lacquer to my toe nails. The lacquer does draw a lot of heat, as it is curing.

Then again; my sister steps in, sharing the breakfast with me. I can see her enjoying the breakfast Rarity had been preparing for us. All the three of us, that is.

Little did I know, or even suspect; what the treat she had offered me would result in, as I had accepted it.

Nail-polish, Lip-gloss, Eye-shadow and mascara does not come with any consequences, normally; so why should they do that now? (If only I had known {realized}; this is the third-party product intended to anchor the Holographic Character; but for me as a physical person, it anchors my body to the Character of the tube I had just inserted.)

In the end; Rarity had joined us, enjoying her breakfast with Gusto right along with us.

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Setting Up Shop

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