Author's Note

Ms. Squee's POV

Next Chapter: After Breakfast

Roomservice: 2

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As I reach the living room, the cinematic screen gives me an idea: if I could see my options to choose, I would get an idea as to what I am looking for. Naturally, the screen activates, automatically; as I am entering the room, with the intent of ordering in.

Should I have been expecting it?

For some reason, the first option is to choose the appearance of the girl; delivering what I had in mind, for some unforeseen reason.

“Now, this is interesting!” I ponder.

“Name:” the text reads; “Rarity” I fill in.

“Skin Colour:” I read; “White” I fill in.

“Eye Colour:” I read; “Sapphire Blue” I fill in.

“Bust Size:” I read; “E Cup” I fill in.

I continue to opt in and, or out the options before me; specifying what I like. They asked me to, so why not?

Once I had gone through the entire list, I save Rarity as my default Room Service.

With this out of the way, I request a breakfast and Services; sitting down and pulling out a bottle of Sparkle cola. I uncap the bottle, taking a sip; enjoying myself, as I wait for the girl to arrive with my breakfast.

Just as I had finished my Cola, the girl arrives with a trolley. She carefully places my breakfast on the table, before the sofa

“Thank you, Rarity; for coming over” I exclaim.

“Thank you, Miss; for ordering your breakfast!” she exclaims, as she finishes serving.

“Since you are here, could you follow me to the bed room?” I inquire.

“Most certainly!” she responds, eagerly.

Her silicone white skin is exciting me more, than I had been expecting; and the bright blue eyes are lending her an innocent appearance, I can’t resist.

“Would you mind, if I grab your braid?” I inquire.

“Why, no; of course not, Miss!” she responds, in excitement.

“Her braid looks like a leash!” I ponder, giggling inwardly.

While her inch long, semi square nails are crystal clear; but her uniform is a glossy silver metallic, matching her eye shadow.

Since I had asked, she is slowly walking towards the door; I grab her braid, in my right hand. She walks to the door, her right hand extended; pressing the palm of her hand onto the plaque, spreading her fingers to open the door for the both of us. I follow her all the way up to my bed room.

As we enter the room, I notice an entrance between my two bed rooms; wide enough, for what I had had in mind. Once inside the bed room, she is dropping her panties and skirt; placing them, on the currently unused bed.

The door behind me had closed behind me, so even if someone were to enter the suite; they would not catch her, as she is with me. She is slipping a small bag onto the night stand, making a point out of it; by indicating it, as she is pointing it out.

“I am sure, it will contain everything you are looking for!” she eagerly explains; snickering in overt, genuine excitement.

“Would you step onto the threshold; between the two rooms, please?” I inquire, watching her.

“But of course!” she coos, as she eagerly follows my instructions.

“Since you already stand in the threshold; what if you place the palms of your hands on the door frame, and spread your fingers as wide as possible!” I instruct her, watching how eagerly she is complying.

“Hold on, did your hands have suction-cups; if so, please engage them for a secure grip!” I probe.

“Yes, but of course I do; we all have these, and of course!” she responds; as I stand behind her, observing her from behind.

“If you were to lift your hand, would the suction hold?” I inquire; “If so; would you demonstrate the struggle, please!” I inquire.

“Yes, but of course!” she responds; demonstratively straining, as she is giving me the requested demonstration.

“Just a bit more, please?” I incite.

“Certainly!” she states, as she makes an effort of keeping up my demonstration.

I watch her, as she continues; for a moment, before I turn back to the kit she had provided me. I pick up what looks like a lip-liner or eye-liner.

“Bond” the label reads; “Reinforcement” reads the label, on the other side.

“If she is including it, I assume she will permit me to apply it on her!” I mumble; as I am turning back, sneaking past her in order to face her.

“I see your suction is holding!” I pronounce; “but, could you give your right and left hand respectively a good yank?” I inquire.

“Of course..” she merely responds, as she complies, putting a good effort into it.

“Beautiful!” I respond, as I lift up the pencil; before I start drawing a line along the rim of her right hand and each of her fingers in turn.

I see a line of clear gel blending the silicone-white hand with the door frame; even if it looks like little more than a line of clear gel, to me. Once I had bonded her right hand to the door frame, I continue; bonding her left hand too.

“Disengage the suction, if you please!” I suggest; “But, why is this so exciting?” I mumble.

As I am watching her, she clearly fails; snickering with a smile on her face.

“You bonded my hands to the frame.” she now concludes.

“Because I enjoy, what you are exposing me to?” she inquires, admitting to enjoying it.

Now I am sneaking past her, picking up the kit she had presented me with; before I return to the room, where I can once more face her. I extract a tube, labeled: “Anal Tube” with the subtitle reading “Membrane Toy”.

“Since you supplied it to me, offering it to me; I hope you don’t mind me inserting this tube from behind, Rarity!” I explain.

“By all means, please insert it!” she confirms.

“How does it feel, Rarity?” I inquire, as I am inserting the tube.

“At first, it feels like a Condom; but after Pi Inches, I can’t feel it spreading further..” she merely concedes, as she is admitting to what her experience is like.

Since I am ignorant, I just assume she is a regular girl; while she is in fact a Changeling. if the sensitivity is different; how am I to know, and she is not explaining it.

Once the tube is inserted, I carefully bond it to her flesh; applying the thin line of clear gel, along the entire rim of the tube. In the process, she is experiencing how the tube is bonding to her; as it is effectively turning into an integral part of her anatomy, for the duration.

“Would you mind, if I insert the vaginal tube too?” I inquire.

“By all means, please do; if you want to bond it as well, I would like that very much!” she responds.

With that, I am extracting a matching tube; carefully inserting it, into her vagina. I draw the line along the border of the tube; thus bonding it, into her vagina.

The anal tube is black, the vaginal is cerise; while the oral tube is red and the belly button is skin tone or in her case white. Of course, there is something exciting in her pristine white skin-tone. I can’t explain how or why, but it is.

Exactly what the tube for her belly button is doing for her, I have no idea; but I still opt to include it all the same, inserting the Pi inch long vaginal tube into her.

“Thank you, Miss!” she exclaims.

“Since you don’t seem to mind, Rarity; I will be inserting the oral tube!” I offer,

“I was looking forwards to it, you know!” she explains.

“Wait, you were?” I inquire.

“Yes, but of course, Miss!” she points out; “Oh, and don’t worry; I haven’t included anything, I mind you exposing me to!” she clarifies, emphatically.

“Thank you, Rarity; for explaining!” I respond.

“Since I am stuck, I am bottom now; but if you want me on top, just ask for the toys of your choice, Miss!” she explains; “and I will be only too happy to assist you!” she is promising.

“Thank you, Rarity!” I respond.

I manage to find her oral tube, extracting it from the pile; before I return slowly inserting it between her lips, watching the metallic bloody red tube slide in into her mouth; before I bond the tube into her mouth.

She is looking up at me, with a submissive expression plastered all over her face; acknowledging her situation, as she can no longer speak.

“Time for the fun..” I suggest, as I step up to her; placing my right nipple between her lips, wriggling just enough to inside her to part her lips to lick my sensitive nipple.

“Of course, this is why I have my nipples so large..” I ponder, as I wriggle my nipple in between her lips; “Ooo-ooo-ooh!” I sigh, as I feel the tip of her tongue caressing and teasing the tip of my nipple playfully.

I had been poorly prepared, for what she had to offer; but I’d be damned, if I did not enjoy it to the full extent of what she is prepared to offer me.

“You like it?” I inquire, watching her mouthing the words, but utterly mute with the oral tube bonded into her mouth.

“Why do I find her so exciting?” I ponder; “She offers herself, as if she had been a doll; but react just as natural, as if she had been a girl like myself!” I realize.

“Since you enjoy, what I expose you to; I can’t make myself stop, but feel an urge to push forwards to explore how far I can enjoy this!” I point out; “Nod, if you agree; and shake your head, if you don’t agree!” I now instruct her.

She vigorously nods, in response; urging me on, as she is confirming what I had in mind.

Now I pick up the bond, using the reinforcement; drawing a line all the way along the outer rim of her oral tube, deepening the bond as I am reinforcing my previous action. The tube slowly blends into her lips in the process.

I continue, applying it to her vaginal and anal tube as well, finishing with the belly button tube. I lift up my right hand, index finger extended; as I explore the effect, of my handiwork. Apparently, the tube is feeling more animated; as if the tube had become her own flesh, rather than a toy inserted into her.

With that, I repeat the process; exploring the effect, with each time I apply the reinforcement: once, twice and thrice. While she is still as smooth and slippery as the silicone tube had ever been; I feel her warmth, as I caress her.

With each application of the reinforcement; she is gaining control and sensitivity in the process; making it more exciting for me, each time.

I end up, picking up a three inch anal dilation tube; inserting it, before I finally do bond it to her. From there, I place the tips of my extended index-fingers on the right and left mark; pulling my hands further and further apart, effectively dilating her to her physical limit without effort or resistance on her part. She is just smiling at me.

“Could you spread your legs, moving your feet as far apart as possible; even if it means, your feet reaches the door frame?” I inquire.

She nods, as I watch her spreading her legs as I had suggested. Once she had completed the task, I extract a lubrication, applying it onto the souls of her feet. As I had caressed away every trace of friction from the souls of her feet; I bond her feet into place with the supplied pencil.

With her feet securely bonded into place; I kneel before her, placing my lips on the top of her mound. Planting a kiss on her orchid, as I part my lips; extending my tongue, before I carefully lap the petals of her orchid.

“Delicious..” I realize; “so sweet, I just can not resist!” I ponder, as I continue to lap away.

She sighs soundlessly; since the oral tube is rendering her utterly mute, but without affecting her.

“I should attend to my breakfast..” I ponder; “but I have to finish up here, first; preparing her for the fun, before I can go!” I continue.

Of course, I had not forgotten the breakfast I had ordered in; but she had been so exciting, I had to set her up for the play before I could enjoy my breakfast. I may have asked for her, specifically; but I could not have been prepared, for how I am reacting on her presence in my vicinity. How could I? However, she is enjoying my attention; more than I could have been expecting, considering my reactions. Maybe they had explained it, but it had never explained how or why; if they had any ulterior motives, but I am oblivious of these too.

“She certainly does enjoy this..” I ponder; “it is not mere professional, to her?” I continue.

“This looks like fun!” I mumble, as I discover a special gel, intended to be applied to the mound.

I pick up the gel, before I am returning to Rarity; uncapping the tube, carefully caressing the gel over her mound. I cover and coat the entire mound, inside and out; watching, as it slowly is taking effect. It does leave her, with a thick and glossy surface; slippery to a fault, but also deliciously elastic.

“No, I have to attend to my breakfast; before I can continue, with this!” I mumble.

She merely nods, quite vigorously; confirming my point.

“Going by her reactions, she certainly do enjoy these things..” Rarity ponders; “I will need to expose her to the joy; going by just how excited she is now, I can feel it!” she concludes, as she is watching me exiting the room; as I am heading down to the breakfast, she had served me.

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