Partial Possession chapter 4

>Rarity nodded. "Well, would you still like to go to the spa?"
>The table landed, on your foot.
>Fluttershy smiled "Of course!"
>They closed the door behind them, and began the trek to the spa.
>You forgot how much walking happens in real life.
>You didn't, however, forget how boring people are. Rarity and Fluttershy just small talk
>"So I said, why don't I make dresses for the whole band, and they said yes!"
"Laaaame."
>Shit.
>You said that out loud. Rarity and Fluttershy both stop, wide eyed.
>"Anon!" Fluttershy says in the most commanding tone she can muster. "That was rude!"
>Rarity breathed out. "Oh, I nearly forgot myself he was there."
>You could tell she was offended, but trying to be polite
>Almost sounded like she was disappointed to find out you existed.
>Reasonable.
"Sorry, I should have a better attitude about this. Getting covered in sweaty mud is no joke"
>Well at least you tried to sound genuine when you said that. It didn't work, but you tried.
>Rarity huffed and raised her nose ever so slightly. "Well, I'll try to be considerate."
>What a faggot
>Consideration isn't even in your vocabulary.
>Actually, you just realized it is, you just never considered it before


>The only thing preventing you from wanting to go home is your home is technically Twilight's castle
>But hey, at least you'll be pampered like the royalty you deserve to be
>You say as you are carted in to a sweatemporium via Fluttershy's legs. In a robe, no less.
'Why the fuck do ponies wear robes to these things?'
>'They're very comfy!' Fluttershy responds. Ehhh. You've felt softer things
>You neglect to mention most of those things were Fluttershy and her insipid animals
>On the bright side, she's become a lot calmer about you cursing
>Like, unsettlingly calm. Like she's used to having tourrets in her head. Maybe that's how she copes
>Anyhow, they take their places and steam rises from the center. It's hot. What did you expect?
>You stare in to the hot stones. For the first minute, the heat is quite tolerable
>It quickly got terrible
"Only the dead can know peace from thi--"
>Shit.
>"Is everything alright, Darling?" Rarity puts her hoof on your shoulder.
>Fluttershy tore your eyes from the dastardly heat, and made eyecontact with Rarity. "Of course!"
>You should use the word dastardly more often.
>You always wanted to grow up and be someone to whom the only adjective that applies is "Dastardly"
>Before you know it, you're in a conversation. Or at least your mouth is, your mind is elsewhere
>Mostly just thinking up adjectives to describe yourself like a old cartoon villain
>But the adjective that most applies to you is hot.
>In both ways.
>You unconsciously raise both your eyebrows twice, and gain a weird look from marshmellow horse
>It's gonna be a long sauna session.


>At least a million years later, enough is enough, and Fluttershy speaks up on your behalf.
>"Um, I get the feeling Anon doesn't want to stay in here anymore."
>Rarity gives a uncomfortable smile. She's on edge from this. That makes you genuinely smile.
>"Well, of course we can move on." She turns to Aloe. "May we have the facial, then?"
>Let's be honest. This is the only reason you came here.
>To avoid Fluttershy's embarassment around simi-strangers, you wait until the Aloe leaves to prepare
"HAHAHAHA"
>Rarity and Fluttershy both jump, though the latter just looks like an extra jolt of laughter
>"F-Fluttershy! What's gotten in to you?!"
>This gives you an extra bout of chuckles
"Well, a ghost, and if the facial is anything to go by, probably more in a few minutes."
>Fluttershy blushes a deep crimson and quickly takes control, covering her face in the robe
>Rarity looks somewhat protective now, so you release your cackling and mellow in the afterglow
>"R-R-Rarity! I'm sorry!" Fluttershy quickly apologizes, the embarassment practically oozing out
'Don't be ashamed, Flutters, it's a perfectly natural desire!'
>"How deplorable! Anon, that is just about the rudest thing you could do to a lady!"
"I know, I know. But come on. You can't tell me you never wanted to make that joke."
>She obviously never wanted to make that joke. You think.
"Alright, I apologize. I won't have another outburst while we're here."
>"I should think not! Or anywhere, for that matter."
>You turn your attention to Fluttershy's mind, and you're awestruck.
>'That was a pretty good one' She thinks to herself, obviously not wanting you to hear
>You could fall in love with this horse. And with her luck, you will
>Haha...hah...Jokes. Yeah, that was a joke.
>You think.


>You've often imagined ponies getting facials
>Not like this. Anything but this.
>You're no stranger to having muddy gunk all over your face, but it still tickles
>At least Fluttershy has the sense to only get it over her cheeks. Rarity, on the other hand
>Fucking slathered in the stuff. Then again, pretty much the same as when you imagined other facials
>Heyoooo
>Aloe puts the finishing touch on Rarity, and puts cucumbers over her eyes, and does the same to you
>Time to active your inner ninja, and sense the world through that which can not see
>You tune to Fluttershy's sense of sound, and immedietly skitter away like a roach from Rarity's voice
>Though in moments there's a pause in the conversation, and you enjoy the soothing sounds of running water
>Through your sense of touch, you enjoy the lack of suffocating heat. The robe is nice too
>You run one of Flutters' hooves up her arm and enjoy the smoothness
>It only now dawns on you the strange feeling of closeness. You can feel each breath she takes
>And in return, she could feel every small fidget you made
>It's actually...really nice.
>And you can feel Flutters' feels the same. Her body relaxes, and the conversation dies for a few moments
>Aloe walks in, and takes the cucumbers off your eyes. "Alright, the massage is ready!"
>Pleasebeagirlpleasebeagirlpleasebeagirl
>You're lead to a massage table, and thankfully Lotus comes over
>You look over to Rarity's end of the deal. You really can't tell if it's a stallion or mare massaging her
>You've never been massaged before. You hope you aren't ticklish
>Lotus presses a hoof on to your back. "I'll be starting now, okay?"
>FUCK, you are
>Flutterjesus take the wheel, you're out
>You aren't out. God damnit Twilight.



>It's torturous, agonizing, and more than one giggle slips out
>Fluttershy tries desperately to keep control, and stay loose, but if there's one strength you've proven? It's fidgeting.
>"You are usually much less tense, Fluttershy!" Lotus chides. "Tough day?"
>Fluttershy catches a smidge of facial cream before it falls "You could say that. It's been a big day."
>For you.
>Was getting Fluttershy massaged a part of your plan?
>No, but you'll try and let it slide anyways.
>Eventually, Lotus puts more force in to it, and you're stuck to the cushy table, unable to move
>It continues for several minutes after that, before you are finally, mercifully done
>You mentally collapse, and black out until it is time for the final bath
>You wake up with cool water splashing on your face, and pulling your hair back
>'Anon? Are you up?' Fluttershy asks, worried
'It'll be hard to get anything up as a mare, HOO!'
>Fluttershy sighed happily. 'Good, I was worried about you!'
>She's comfortable with your bullshit. This must not stand.
>Before you can subject her to your wrath, Rarity cuts you off
>"It's so nice to get revitalized after all that dusty castle work."
>The castle is pretty fucking dusty. You liked it that way. More authentic for your haunting.
>Rarity was totally ragging on your style, man. This must not stand.
"...Y-...You too..."
>You had nothing.
>Massage/bath combos totally take your mojo away, it seems.


>Before you knew it, the bath was almost over. You internally whined
>Rarity stepped out. "Well, I don't want to get pruny, so I'll be making my exit."
>She smiled. "Thanks for taking the time for us, as always."
>Fluttershy gave a bigger grin. "It was quite fun!"
>Rarity gave a slight bow of her head, and Fluttershy giggled, adding "I think Anon enjoyed it too."
>Marshmellow blinked and titled her head, before nodding. "Well, I'm glad he didn't have a terrible time."
>You thought about cutting in, but figured there was no point. You did feel pretty well rested.
>Fluttershy started to get out, but considered for a moment, and got back in.
>'We still have a few minutes in here.'
>For once, you didn't have much to say. You relaxed and dipped your face into the water again
>You blew bubbles with your nose
>Man. It's been forever since you did that. Since you were a little kid, at least.
>Flutters raised her head out of the water and giggled.
>'I was really scared when I first met you.' She looked to the ceiling.
>'It's kind of nice though. You're not as bad as you let on.'
'Eat shit you physical manifestation of insulin dysfunction'
>You felt very warm inside, dispite the cool water. A moment passed.
'You aren't as prudish as you let on, either.'
>She placed her hoof on your cheek, as weird as it must have looked to an outsider.
>'I still don't like all the swearing. But we can work on it.'
>Work on muh dick, biatch.
>
'Alright, I'll try not to cuss. As much.'