Author's Note

Ms. Saqura's POV

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Exploring Opportunities: 4

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Early

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My breakfast had been delicious, I had loved every bite of it. (Why shouldn’t I love it?)

Since I have finished my breakfast, I am walking to the shower. (Not so much that I am feeling unclean, or even unfresh; I just feel an urge to have a shower now, right after breakfast.)

I open the door to the shower, stepping in; before I close the door behind myself, carefully locking the door to have my privacy guaranteed. (I love my Privacy, when I am tending to myself and my intimate needs.)

Since I am alone, I unbutton the short Vest Top; before I am pulling it off of myself, carefully hanging it up on the first hanger on the wall, on my right.

Now I am unbuttoning my blouse, hanging it up on the next hanger beside the vest; before I slide the skirt down, pick it up and hang it on the third hanger.

“There, only my underwear remains!” I mumble to myself.

“Do you intend to take your shower, with me on?” Harmony inquires.

“Would you mind; if I did that, with you still on my body?” I inquire.

“For you, not really!” she offers; “just that I have a few options, you may consider before the shower!” she proposes.

“Okay, I am listening!” I respond, quietly.

“While I am indeed both looking and feeling like genuine Latex; I can still handle water, both Warm and Cold!” she explains.

“Thank you, Harmony; at least, now I don’t need to worry about getting wet while I am wearing you!” I put forth.

“In context; you can consider me both Water-Resistant, and Oil-Resistant at the very least!” she eagerly supplies, with a hint of Pride to her voice. (Oh, how I love to listen to her voice; while speaking to her, or when she is explaining something to me.)

I guess I could wear her, in the rain; staying perfectly dry, even if the wind is chilly. (But; what she is suggesting, {At least, this is what I am assuming.} is that she wants to be my friend in the shower too.)

“Then I will keep you on, for a moment; experimenting with how it feels to wear various garments, while in the shower!” I suggest, hopefully.

“Sounds like only too much fun!” she concedes.

With that, I am opening the door in to the Shower proper; setting foot on the pristine white ceramic Tiles, the floor had been laid with.

The room is built to house one person, comfortably standing in the shower; not two, even if petite and diminutive. This will be a bit cramped, but I guess this just makes it more intimate and cozy. (Should it bother me, or delight me?)

For now, she is still in the form of the long-sleeved top she had been since I left my room.

“I assume you could cover my hands too, if and when I ask you?” I inquire.

“Yes, Saqura..” she confirms; “I could cover your hands at any time you so wish; as well as apply moderate adjustments to your hands, on your request!” she elaborates.

“Are you talking about increasing my grip, on wet and slippery surfaces..” I suggest; “or, are you suggesting; that you could apply deeper adjustments, as well?” I inquire.

“Suction Cups, sensitive Touch Pads, longer Nails and minor adjustments to your hands and fingers in general!” she confirms. (I can’t help, but finding her offer only too exciting, even if I can’t quite put a finger on exactly why.)

“Sounds fun..” I concede, as I step into the shower; “could you give me a sample, of these?” I inquire.

“As you wish..” she responds, as she is flowing out to cover my hands too.

I am lifting up my right hand before me (my face), looking at my hand as the Cerise latex is spreading further and further out over my hand. The first I notice; is the Silicone White Suction Cup covering the entire palm of my hand; the next I notice, is the bright Ruby Red touch Pads under the top of each finger, from just after the final joint of the finger and all the way up under the respective nail.

“Whoa!!” I exclaim.

“You wanted to see, to try it out and experience what I could do?” she inquires; “I hope, I did not offend you!” she puts forth.

“I rather like what I see..” I concede; “but if it is not too much to ask, or too complicated for you; could you make my hands a skin-tone pinkish hue, so that the touch-pads could be a more fitting hue?” I inquire.

“I think I could manage...” she responds.

The next instant, I can see the bright Cerise hue withdraw from the tip of my fingers and continue to flow up my arms.

“Would it be enough to push the colour up to your elbow, or would you prefer it all the way up your arms?” she inquires.

“Could I have the appearance of a short-sleeved Top, as if my current Top had shorter sleeves?” I inquire.

“The appearance of a short-sleeved top?” she inquires; “Consider it done!” she responds; as she is adjusting the top, in order to emphasis the end of the respective sleeves; while adopting the same effect for my neck and under my breasts, in the process.

“Perfect, I could wear this top in public!” I put forth.

She had just adjusted the length and shape of my nails, leaving me with oval tips reaching some five millimeters beyond the tip of the finger. (On second thought; now I wish I had asked her for exactly this look, {including the high gloss finish of the nails, now half a millimeter thick.} just like she presented me with right now.)

First now, I recall that I am in the shower; turning the water on, increasing the heat to a comfortable level we could enjoy together. With that, I can feel the water flowing down my body, leaving me wet from tip to toe.

While the water of the shower flow down my body, like a hot rain; she neglect to let on, as she is sliding down my body in order to reclaim the rest of my body in a tight embrace. While I feel it, and enjoy her initiative; I don’t say, pretending I had failed to notice this. (Only this time, she is applying my latest instruction to the new design; giving the impression, of the exaggeration of the specified detail to make it stand out a bit more)

Furthermore, she is letting the material cover my belly button; before she is exaggerating the detail, for a playful effect. (She just leave my belly button, as an orifice two inches deep.)

I pat my belly, enjoying the little details she is adding to my appearance. If I am giving her free reigns to try out these playful whims; I can look forwards to see, just what she is enjoying. I want to get to know her, after all; so that I can learn who she is, rather than see the image put before me to hide who she is.

“Just how far will she take these ideas?” I ponder.

“If I ask her, would she choose to face me as a Friend and Companion; as opposed to the single garment I am currently wearing?” I ponder; “Even if I am guiding her, to be the garments I desire the most…” I continue.

“How far would you be comfortable, to go?” she inquires.

“I do not know..” I respond; “but I am eager to explore, just how much fun you stand to offer me!” I continue.

“If you still enjoy me skin-tight, I want to see how far I can stretch; and still be satisfying and comfortable, for you!” she concedes, as she is flowing down my legs, inch by inch. (True to form, she is applying my latest suggestion to the design she is implementing.)

I feel the pressure she is applying on my skin, as she continues to flow further and further down my legs. (Would she truly manage to reach all the way down, to cover me from the neck down?)

After a Minute, or Two at the most; she triumphantly manages to reach the end. I find myself coated, with her skin-tone latex all the way down my legs; feet and toes included.

“Skin-tone and Skin-tight precludes all body hairs?” she inquires.

“Yes, but of course, Harmony!” I respond; “No hairs anywhere on the body, arms or legs!” I elaborate.

“Ah, okay..” she responds; “Thank you, for elaborating..” she continues; “I will adjust the designs to allow for this adjustment, right away!” she concludes.

While she had not asked me, directly; but she is applying the design of my gloves, to the design of my stockings too. (Sounds natural, when you stop to think of it.)

Small changes applied across the board, so small I could never have noticed them; leaving me to become hers, just as much as she is becoming mine. (Should I complain, or commend her for taking these initiatives?)

“Let’s have some fun..” she exclaims; “unless you mind me tailing you?” she inquires.

While I had not been prepared for that, though I could consider it is something I should have realized; I soon find myself sprouting a Pi inch thick tail, reaching all the way down to my ankles. This isn’t an issue, as long as I am in the shower alone with her; but it requires that my clothes would have to be adjusted, before I could go out, wearing them all the same.

“If you don’t mind, I need to slide off of you for a moment!” she explains, just before I feel her flowing down my body.

A minute later, I can see a pool of Latex on the floor; the next moment, she starts to reform, turning into the girl I had been wanting to see her as. (She is identical to me, in the form she had just given me.)

She is even wearing a Swim Suit, identical to mine.

“Could we save the exploration, to the bed room?” I inquire.

“Then I guess, we should go to the socializing; before we conclude this, and leave the shower?” she inquires.

“Sure!” I respond.

“I need you to stand up against the wall, under the shower; spread your legs slightly, then place your hands on the wall before you and spread your fingers..” she urges me.

“Okay, this is going to be hot!” I ponder; as I am following her expressed instructions to the letter, without a thought.

I feel her leaning up behind me, placing the palms of her hands on the back of my hands, while absentmindedly nibbling on the lobe of my right ear. She is pushing down the palms of my hands, before she takes half a step backwards. She is still breathing on my neck, of course.

“There..” she quietly exclaims; “if you could just spread your legs a little further..” she suggests; “a little further..” she continues; “a little further..” she continues; “and just a little bit further!” she concludes.

“Oouh..” I exclaim, as I feel the wall touching the sides of my feet.

“Perfect..” she puts forth; “excellent, excellent!” she concludes.

“Oh..” I inquire; “how..” I continue; “but.. why?” I finally conclude, inquiring.

“Lick your lips..” she insides, and I comply.

She is leaning forwards, gently cupping my cheeks in her hands, as she is kissing me, gently pressing her lips firmly onto mine. The next moment, I feel the water showering down over me from overhead. Well; this is a shower, after all. But still.

Her lips part, as the tip of her tongue is dancing between my lips for but the briefest of moments; before she is pulling back.

I try to pull my hands off of the wall, in order to reciprocate the gesture; but to no avail, as the palms of my hands are stuck on the wall to the right and left. As much as I may try, I still can not pull my hands off of the wall.

As I try to pull my hands off of the wall; I feel her spread out over my face, enveloping me in her gentle touch of smooth Latex.

With her lips pressed tightly to mine, her tongue still between my lips; I find myself mute, incapable of uttering a single sound.

In shock, I soon find myself enjoying the experience; realizing it is still an expression, of her closeness. As such; I can’t make myself protest, even if I could have.

A mere minute later; she is covering and coating my face with her tight embrace. I enjoy her closeness and touch; because it is her.

“Since you were enjoying me, nibbling on the lobe of your ear; I think I’ll grant you a small change!” she suggests, as she is reshaping my ears to full-fill the dream I had not even realized, I had been maintaining.

My ears slowly change shape, into that of the pointy ears commonly recognized as Elf Ears. She had just realized, how I had secretly dreamed of this. I just had never had the dream exposed; thus never realized I had even nurtured the dream, until she had tested to nibble on the tip of my ear.

“Oh.. Oh..” I whimper, as the tight embrace of her is moulding my ears into the desired form.

“I hope you will be enjoying, what the change is granting you!” she proposes.

“Yess.. Yess.. Yess..” I breathe, in excitement and anticipation of future ovatures to be explored.

While she had lent a rubbery gloss and elasticity to my hears; my face is otherwise unchanged, untouched. Even if she still is covering my entire face. (Naturally; it would be unfortunate, changing me so much I can no longer be recognized as me.)

Once the change applied to my ears is concluded, she is spreading down over my neck and shoulders; forming a neck corset in the process; before she is spreading down to form the top and with the long sleeves before finally covering my hands completely.

“Oh.. Oh.. Oh..” I breathe; as I feel her spreading further and further out over my skin, forming previously defined garments in order.

Now she is withdrawing from my hands and arms; before she is forming the Swim suit, then retract into what is to pass for an extended, then a more regular corset on my chest. I feel her contract over my body, as she is restricting my movement in the process. Yet; knowing it is still her, I can’t help myself enjoying it as I find myself growing excited. She is such a little tease, I realize.

As she is withdrawing from my chest once more, she turns into a pair of tight panties; before she spreads down over my legs in stages and name the respective garment in question. Only to end up as a pair of tights, with and without the toes emphasized.

From here; she is spreading upwards, retracting herself from my feet in order to form a cat-suit, once more naming each of the garments in turn. I enjoy the tight caresses, as she is reforming over and over; until she had named the last suit she thought I were to enjoy having her as.

Once she is done, she finally permits me to let go of the wall; before I turn the hot shower of, finding myself quite flushed and blushing profusely.

“She really got me..” I ponder; “I dare not even consider the embarrassment; of having anyone else learn of the deep, dark secrets she just revealed!” I conclude. (At least; none could hear me, over the noises of the shower I had been enjoying!)

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A Secret Elf Lollie

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