Just one Lonely little Changeling 2: Exploration

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“Thank you, Zhiizoo!” I read the text from Anemoné; “Thank you, for my dear Glitter..” the text continues; “Oh; and thank you, for the Tail!” the text finishes.

“She loves her new tail!” I ponder; “and the gift I left her, seems to be a success, too!” I ponder.

“I will have to see her again, in a few days..” I ponder.

“How did you know; I love my lips in glittery Gold?” the next text reads.

“While I have received a few side glances and funny looks from curious people, including the Nurses; I still think this is very much worth it, for me!” Anemoné ponders; “How could it not?” she continues.

“I think I have seen you wearing glittery Nail Polish and Lip Stick!” I text her; “You would have found it hard to remove the Lip Stick, if you were trying!” I then continue.

“Thank you..” the next text reads; “Then none can take it from me!” she concludes.

“I love how smooth and slippery she made my lips, even if I can’t for my life figure out how she did it!” Anemoné ponders.

“Philene has gotten a thing for the texture and appearance of Latex..” I text her; “but I can’t exactly blame her, as I fear she picked it up from me, in the first place!” I elaborate.

“She calls her Panties Philene?” she inquires, as she is pondering what I was telling her in my texts.

“Queen Philene!” Philene snickers proudly in amusement.

“Yes, I named my Panties Philene..” I text; “and you named yours Glitter?” I inquire.

“Yes!” comes the prompt response, in her next text.

“Good..” I respond; “then she will be serving you well!” I respond.

“Not as if I name Everything..” she responds; “but I love Glitter so much, I feel she deserves a Name!” she continues.

“Of course, she would Love her little Glitter Bug!” I ponder, giggling to myself; “I will be over to see you, by tomorrow!” I text her.

“Thank you; I am looking forwards, to seeing you then!” she responds.

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“She will be over, tomorrow!” Anemoné ponders.

“Yes, she will; she told us, she is coming over, tomorrow!” Glitter responds, snickering in glee.

“At least, I still have one friend..” Anemoné ponders; “who even takes the time, to visit me here, at the Hospital!” she concludes.

“That is the Beauty, of Friendship!” Glitter puts forth.

“If you want, I have a surprise for you; if you were to step into the Little Girl’s room, where I can show you!” she suggests.

“A surprise..” Anemoné ponders; “for me?” she inquires.

“Yes, just for you!” Glitter confirms; whereupon Anemoné slowly turns towards the door, walking over with measured steps.

At first, she feels her tightening up around her rump; from her waist down to her thighs, and everything in between. She makes Anemoné giggle, as she feels Glitter squeezing her. A moment later, she feels her advancing up her body, still tight; until she had reformed, into what could only be seen as a full one-piece Swim Suit.

“Oh, oh..” she breathes; “oh!” Anemoné adds, as she realizes what it is she had promised her.

She opens the door, to the Little Girl’s Room; before she is closing the door behind herself, locking it behind her. Once the door had been securely locked; she turns towards the Mirror, in eager anticipation.

She slips her hands in, into her skirt; sliding it down, permitting it to fall. Once the skirt is on the floor; she lifts up her hands; slipping them in under the top, pushing it all the way up and tosses it down onto the floor.

“Glitter..” she just gasp.

“You enjoy what you see?” Glitter inquires.

“I thought you were a pair of Panties, even if you were made of Latex..” she breathes; “but now; you are a Swim Suit, covering my entire body!” she exclaims.

“A surprise, just as I promised!” Glitter points out.

“”A Surprise, yes!” Anemoné concedes; “Albeit; one I am only too eager to accept, with open arms!” she proclaims.

The suit is still the same Metallic Bloody red, glossy and glittering.

“Since you enjoy Gloss and Glitter so much..” Glitter supplies, as she is applying these effects to her nipples and vaginal lips too.

“Yes..” Anemoné agrees; “I do love my Glitter and Gloss beyond words!” she is confessing.

“Latex would carry this effect..” Glitter suggests; “but for now; I hope you are content, feeling the change through tactile touch by the tips of your fingers!” she continues.

Anemoné is lifting up her hands to her chest, placing the tips of her fingers on her nipples; caressing the sensitive nipples gently, for a moment.

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Glitter is lifting up the tail, eagerly presenting the latex coated appendage before me.

I can clearly see my tail, as she is moving it into my field of vision.

Is she trying to distract me, or offer me something? I have no idea, but I guess I am prepared to take her offer.

“My tail?” I inquire, slowly withdrawing my attention from my nipples.

“Yes!" Glitter proclaims, proudly.

“Could you make it five foot long and three inches thick?” I inquire.

“Yes, Anemoné!” she responds, as she is adjusting my tail as I had been suggesting.

“I may have to have some of my clothes adjusted, to accept this change; but I am eager to accept this, as I love the tail such as she gave me!” I ponder.

“Is my tail still skin-tone?” I inquire; “I still like it with latex skin, though!” I conclude.

“With practice and exercise, you can gain full control of your new tail!” she responds; “Quite beautiful, if I may say so, myself..” she suggests; “and quite useful, if and when you feel like it!” she concludes.

“Guess some exercise would do me a world of good!” I merely respond.

“While I know why you had to be confined to your bed..” she supplies; “and I understand it was still necessary..” she continues; “but you still have spent far too much time in bed..” she puts forth; “the exercise certainly will be good for you!” she confirms.

“It was a pain..” I concede; “but if I had not gotten here as soon as I did; I would not have been alive, let alone standing!” I agree.

“I just worry about, how to present this to your Doctor..” she puts forth; “Since I doubt you want to hide your tail; let alone getting rid of it, by any means!” Glitter puts forth.

“I can’t hide my Tail, more than I could hide my Hands!” I declare.

“I thought so!” Glitter responds; “maybe send a text to your Mother; explaining your situation, letting her know of your Tail before she gets here the next time!” she suggests.

“Of course..” I respond; “Mother, I have a Tail; I sprouted it, yesterday!” the text reads.

“Okay!” Mother responds, in a text.

“Thank you, Mother; for understanding!” I respond.

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I had ended up snapping a few photos of myself, wearing Glitter; proudly showing up my new tail, on each photo I had sent.

“Thank you, Anemoné; for all the beautiful photos of you and your tail in that Swim Suit!” the Message reads; “Now I don’t need to worry, about how you are doing!” she concludes.

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A New Visit

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