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The daily life of Cozy Glow

By tenderloin
Created: 16th July 2021 09:31:33 PM
5th February 2023 01:50:57 AM

  1. >Story tags: Non-consensual foalcon (mare on filly), sadism, abuse, torture, mind control, scat eating, pee drinking, diapers, enemas, suppositories, spankings, anal rape (with toys and draconequus on filly), gang rape, anilingus, cunnilingus.
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  5. >Having retired to their crystal mansion in Silver Shoals. The two sisters Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Had ordered Cozy Glow released from her stony imprisonment.
  6.  
  7. >After being freed from the statue the filly was immediately sent to the sister’s private mansion. Few knew why, and even fewer cared enough about the evil pegasus to ever consider asking.
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  10.  
  11. >Sitting back in her comfortable chair and enjoying her alone time. Celestia reminisced back to when Cozy Glow had first arrived to her. Now almost three years ago to the day.
  12. >The dazed filly had temporarily been placed behind bars in their basement. Chained down to the floor with heavy bolts and latches.
  13. >Still, she hadn’t really been worried about her escaping. As Luna had taken it upon herself to vigilantly watch over her. Never once leaving her side.
  14.  
  15. >But before they could have engaged in any *activities* with their young prisoner. She needed to first finalize a special rune collar—that both herself and her sister—had been working on at the time.
  16.  
  17. >The collar was to be charmed with powerful magic. Magic that was not only dangerous to inscribe but also forbidden by Equestria’n law.
  18. >The enchantments on it were to serve two distinct functions. The first function linked Cozy Glow’s life energy to her own. Ensuring that she wouldn’t age as long as she wore it. And the second function sealed away select portions of her individuality. Making her subservient to her and Luna.
  19.  
  20. >And to Celestia’s great relief. The rune collar, once properly secured around Cozy Glow’s neck, had worked flawlessly. Making her completely safe to be around.
  21. >And thus she was allowed to roam around the mansion. Doing their various *requests* throughout the day and night.
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  24.  
  25. >Groaning Celestia placed her half-eaten plate of cake aside. Setting it down amongst the array of empty ones.
  26. >For the last few minutes her upset stomach had been demanding her to take a bathroom break.
  27. >Unable to ignore her bodily calls any longer Celestia, with a strain, got up from her comfortable chair. Venturing forwards and into the appropriate room.
  28.  
  29. >Entering her impressive lavatory she saw Cozy Glow sitting quietly in the middle of it. Precisely where she’d left her about two hours ago.
  30. >”Hello my sun goddess,” she said whilst bowing and greeting her politely with a smile.
  31.  
  32. >Of course, Celestia knew it was just an act on her part. Having been ordered to be well-mannered at all times.
  33. >These days she couldn’t quite discern whether it was fear or hate that simmered within the girl. She would know if she just asked. But she never did.
  34.  
  35. >Instead Celestia simply patted on the pegasus head like she would a pet, before seating herself down on the marble toilet just infront of her.
  36. >The large but otherwise unassuming toilet had a plastic insert that would catch anything that fell into it. Removing the need to flush.
  37.  
  38. >And with her broad posterior now over the seat. Celestia, without preamble, started squeezing and grunting unabashedly on it. Both urinating and defecating noisily into the catch below. Sighing contently as the disturbance within her slowly worked its way out of her system.
  39.  
  40. >Celestia was well aware that it was never sensible of her to eat two full cakes back-to-back. But the delicacies were an age-old weakness of hers. Never able to hold back despite knowing what they would do to her inner workings. Choosing to gladly pay the worthwhile price for her weak resolve.
  41.  
  42. >And as Celestia relieved herself, she briefly glanced forward and saw the worried expression now on Cozy Glow’s face.
  43.  
  44. >Winking back at the filly she spread her hindlegs open. Giving her a better view as she continued filling the toilet.
  45.  
  46. >A moment later and Celestia eventually finished going. Feeling both much lighter and better as a result.
  47. >Standing up from the seat she then took two steps away from it. And with that, she turned around and adopted a wide stance, hiking her tail up. Exposing herself to the filly behind her.
  48.  
  49. >Immediately after seeing Celestia turn and lift her tail up. Cozy Glow got up from the floor and rushed over to her side.
  50. >Once next to her she took out the short, stepping stool that was always present besides the toilet. Placing it down on the floor just behind Celestia’s waiting hindlegs.
  51. >And with it she got up and under her flowing, ethereal tail.
  52.  
  53. >Cozy Glow with her muzzle now inbetween Celestia’s white haunches. Let her tongue out.
  54. >Gingerly dragging it over her marehood and catching any stray droplets there. Before continuing further north.
  55. >And as she reached her stained tailhole, she stopped. Concentrating on the plump, round muscle she began licking any and all brown traces away from it.
  56.  
  57. >”Mmmh~," Celestia sensuously purred. Enjoying as her probing tongue *wiped* diligently both on, and around her grimy star. Feeling herself clench and unclench whenever she slipped deeper inwards.
  58.  
  59. >After a couple of minutes had passed by, the intense slobbering slowed down. And Celestia received a curt kiss on her anus instead. Signalling that the *clean-up* chore under her tail was done.
  60.  
  61. >Getting the message, Celestia waited for the filly to climb down—and when she was off her—she repositioned the stepping stool forwards with a hindleg. Then she reached around herself and took hold of Cozy Glow’s right ear. Leading her firmly infront of the recently used toilet. Holding her head just over the white seat.
  62.  
  63. >”Now, once you finish as much of *that* as you can. I want you to wash your muzzle and go see Luna. She’ll be waiting in the library.”
  64.  
  65. >Cozy Glow found herself wanting to urgently plead. To beg Celestia for mercy as she saw today’s grim offerings below her. The vile stench and the sheer amount was staggering. Making her eyes sting and her stomach cramp up badly.
  66. >Yet all she managed to do was mewl feebly for a few seconds. Before nodding defeatedly to her. Reluctantly sinking her head into the toilet bowl.
  67.  
  68. >Once inside of it she opened her mouth up and slowly began eating the reeking, wet mush within it. Taking her time and chewing properly on any larger bits that she came across. Just like she’d been told to do years prior.
  69.  
  70. >”Good girl. Never rush and remember to savour the taste,” Celestia said whilst gently stroking Cozy Glow’s curly, light blue mane. Hearing her miserably eat and swallow from her warm pile below. Noticing how her shallow sobs grew louder with each mouthful.
  71.  
  72. >Celestia with her stomach now settled—and not wishing to be next to her own odorous smell any longer—turned and exited out the door.
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  75.  
  76. >After her sordid dinner Cozy Glow wobbled out into the long hallway. Her stomach full of Celestia’s nauseating manure. She wanted to vomit but was forbidden to do so by the collar.
  77.  
  78. >Lightheaded and with uneven hooves, she then slowly ventured out towards the library. All the while dreading what Luna had in store for her this time around.
  79. >Silently hoping that the dark alicorn was in a lenient mood today. Or just very tired. She usually didn’t hurt her *as much* if she was tired.
  80.  
  81. >Her occupied thoughts provided little respite as she eventually neared the double doors that she'd been fearing. Approaching them she wanted to stop and run away. Now fighting the collar to intentionally miss them somehow.
  82.  
  83. >But despite her efforts, Cozy Glow found herself reaching for the doors. Opening and entering into the massive library. And as the pegasus stood in the entryway, she winced and nervously looked around herself. Her gruelling belly had been lurching the whole way here.
  84. >Not immediately seeing Luna anywhere she continued further inwards, heading for the reading lounge at the far end.
  85.  
  86. >Passing by several large bookcases and crossing under an oak archway. She eventually found Luna sprawled out on a red couch. Reading causally from various history books next to a lit fireplace.
  87.  
  88. >“Mistress Luna, y-you requested me?” Cozy Glow said humbly as she neared her. Masking her sickness and fear.
  89. >”That is correct,” Luna flatly answered, closing her current book. “I want you to lie down on the stone. On your back with your hindlegs drawn against your body. Anywhere is fine.”
  90. >”O-of course my night goddess!”
  91.  
  92. >Cozy Glow swiftly stepped off the lush carpet she was on and laid down on the cold flagstone floor.
  93. >Rolling onto her back she then grabbed her hindlegs and pulled them close. Upturning her rump and revealing her fillyhood for her to see.
  94.  
  95. >Placing her book down on the table Luna quietly got up and moved over to the filly. Stopping just infront of her presenting form.
  96. >And then, focusing on her magic, she located and teleported over a black flail whip from her bedroom.
  97. >The whip was one of her favourites. It was heavy with multiple thick tails attached to it. The ends of which had metal wire discreetly woven within them.
  98.  
  99. >”Do note that we’re in the library. So be sure to tame your voice. As I won’t be tolerating any screaming in here.”
  100. >”Y-yes mistress….”
  101.  
  102. >With the whip now in her right hoof, Luna threateningly hovered it above Cozy Glow’s delicate nethers. Letting the hard strands loosely grace against her vulva.
  103. >”Make sure to thank me after each lick,” she cautioned before snapping the whip back—and then down with substantial force—directly onto her bare folds.
  104.  
  105. >*Crack!*
  106.  
  107. >Supressing a shrill scream the filly smiled back at her dark queen and thanked her.
  108. >”Th-thank y-you mistress!”
  109.  
  110. >*Crack!*
  111. >”T-thaank youu mi-mistresss!”
  112.  
  113. >Shaking and whimpering loudly, Cozy Glow continued to hug her legs as much as she could. Making herself easy to hit as she despairingly waited for the next strike to come.
  114.  
  115. >*Crack!*
  116. >”Thha-nnkk 'fhwahh' y-you… 'haah' mistrhess!”
  117.  
  118. >And by the forth lash Cozy Glow started to scream and cry hysterically from the painful hits. And everytime she did, Luna brought the whip down even harder between her legs. Punishing her defiance.
  119.  
  120. >*Crack!*
  121. >”Aahhhhhhaaaahhhhaaaaa! Ghhhaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa-ahhhhhhhaaaaa, ffhuuaaahhhhhaaaaaa!”
  122.  
  123. >”Are you deaf?! I said no screaming!”
  124. >*Crack!*
  125.  
  126. >Yet the filly was unable to quell her wailing voice. Causing the whipping to get progressively worse with each violent strike. Until the ruthless hits eventually started breaking her skin open. Flaying her most sensitive area.
  127.  
  128. >*Crack…! Crack…! Crack…!*
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  131.  
  132. >Feeling the stinging buzz on her collar Cozy Glow abruptly awoke from her slumber.
  133. >She didn’t exactly remember when it had happened. But at one point or another she must’ve passed out from Luna’s continuous flogging. Finding herself back in her bed somehow.
  134.  
  135. >Looking out the window she could tell it was early morning. And so, with a painful limp, got out from her small, canine bed.
  136. >Her uncomfortable round bed was placed on the floor. Directly next to Celestia’s own luxurious royal bed.
  137.  
  138. >Climbing up on the spacious bedding—and ducking under the fine covers—she crawled up and inbetween the sleeping alicorn’s hindlegs. Quickly locating her heady marehood.
  139.  
  140. >And once over her mature sex she carefully brought her muzzle down next to it.
  141. >Letting her tongue out she then started licking her awake. Washing her morning dampness away.
  142.  
  143. >The serene dream landscape currently occupying Celestia’s mind. Started to alter and fade as a warm tingle swept over her. Beckoning her gradually awake.
  144. >Stirring, and with a red flush, Celestia let out a pleased yawn. Leisurely stretching her front hooves and rubbing her eyes softly.
  145.  
  146. >Now aware of her bedroom surroundings, spread her haunches open and guided a hoof under her duvet.
  147. >Taking hold of Cozy Glow’s head from the back she then pressed her face firmly against her wet folds. Smothering and grinding against her muzzle like a cheap masturbation toy.
  148.  
  149. >And once she felt awake enough, lifted the covers off with her magic.
  150. >Looking down Celestia saw the ruffled, pitiful state Cozy Glow was in. Her face half-buried within her folds and struggling to properly breathe.
  151. >She then rubbed herself up and down on her face a few more times before loosening her grip and letting her go.
  152.  
  153. >Coughing and clearing the mare juice out of her eyes, Cozy Glow looked up and courteously greeted her owner.
  154.  
  155. >”G-good morning my goddess. Did you have a pleasant rest?”
  156. >”Yes I did, thank you for asking,” answered Celestia back, noticing the severely bruised areas around her waist.
  157. >Tapping on the bed she calmly said, ”lie down next to me, on your back.”
  158.  
  159. >Doing as instructed the pegasus settled next to her on the bed.
  160. >And as she did, Celestia brought a hoof down and parted her bruised thighs.
  161. >Areas of dark purple could be easily seen scattered, randomly about, all over her lower region. From her small teats to her dock.
  162. >Numerus cracked and clotted scabs were dotted everywhere. With hair and small pieces of her labia missing here and there.
  163.  
  164. >”Did my sister need to heal you afterwards?”
  165. >”I think so miss, I was bleeding alot. But I can’t really remember.”
  166. >”I see. Well you look fine for the moment. I’ll restore your genitals later. For now you may continue between my legs.”
  167. >”Yes of course!”
  168.  
  169. >Returning to below her waist Cozy Glow gently spread Celestia’s cleft open.
  170. >And whilst holding her vulva spread, lowered her muzzle into her rosy seam. To messily lap at her slippery entrance. Slurping and greedily drinking everything she could find from the older mare.
  171.  
  172. >With a strained breath Celestia laid back on her pillows. And once she was comfortable took a hoof to Cozy Glow’s curly mane. Casually petting and twirling her locks around as she ate her out.
  173.  
  174. >By this point not even the alicorn herself knew how many hours Cozy Glow must’ve spent between her legs.
  175. >As every morning started the same way for her. Thus ensuring that the filly was *more than* intimately familiar with her privates.
  176. >Having her not only memorize her feminine taste and shape, but more importantly, how to precisely please her.
  177.  
  178. >Focusing on her task Cozy Glow’s expertly switched between her clitoris and her vagina. Using her lips to catch and suck on her winking love-bud for a minute. Before releasing it and returning down again, to kiss and lick inside of her warm tunnel.
  179. >And everytime she switched places she could hear Celestia gasp and strain above her. Pulling and tightening her grip on her mane.
  180.  
  181. >Cozy Glow couldn’t quite decide what she disliked more in the mornings. Being forced to depravedly pleasure one of her greatest enemy’s. Or the distasteful things that would always transpire afterwards, in her bathroom.
  182. >And judging by how much her dripping marehood was twitching and winking against her now. She feared that the second part of her *morning routine* was close.
  183.  
  184. >Breathing heavily Celestia was finding it harder and harder to hold her haunches open. Looking down she saw the filly skilfully trace her slit lengthwise with her tongue. Gracing the sides of her soft, inner walls. Before diving back inside of her snatch. To explore and stimulate her from within. Pushing her ever closer to the edge.
  185.  
  186. >A few minutes more and Cozy Glow had completely replaced Celestia’s previous gasps of pleasure with throaty, carnal moans.
  187. >And hearing her openly moan above her, and knowing she was close, returned back to her clit.
  188. >Holding the swollen protrusion with her lips she teasingly circled it with her tongue. Not letting it wink back this time.
  189.  
  190. >Already at her limit Celestia tried fighting back the wonderful twinges of delight that surged through her. Wanting to draw out her pending orgasm for longer.
  191. >Unsuccessfully she instead cried out like a mare in heat.
  192. >Haunches and hips shaking, neighing in ecstasy she doused Cozy Glow’s mouth with her love fluids.
  193.  
  194. >Feeling her suddenly climax in her mouth, Cozy Glow quickly fixated her lips over her vulva. Swallowing her soupy discharges as best she could.
  195.  
  196. >And after a drenching burst, Celestia slumped down on the bed. Lying still and panting softly. Recovering from her euphoric high.
  197.  
  198. >Separating from her sex, Cozy Glow momentarily looked down at the alicorn’s now flush, engorged folds. Before leaning close once more. To lick up any obvious wetness around her exposed skin that she’d missed. The surrounding bedsheets having absorbed the brunt of her release.
  199.  
  200. >Celestia shuddered as the filly gently brushed up against her now oversensitive marehood.
  201. >Eyes closed she focused solely on her breathing. Waiting patiently for the filly to clean her off.
  202. >And when she felt a brief kiss on her sensitive clit, pulled herself upright on the bed.
  203.  
  204. >”That was lovely Cozy. I know you’d put even the best brothel workers to shame.”
  205. >”Thank you miss….”
  206. >With a laugh Celestia stood up. “Now come along. I know you must be parched from all the shouting and crying done yesterday with Luna. And I doubt what I just gave you was enough.”
  207. >”I’m… grateful for your g-generosity,” Cozy Glow abjectly answered.
  208.  
  209. >Helping the filly off the bed Celestia then led her into her bathroom. Closing the door behind them she lifted her up onto a changing table. Having her sit upright on it.
  210.  
  211. >With her smaller frame now on the table, Celestia first took out a towel to dry-pat Cozy Glow’s sticky muzzle. Leaving her indecent mare scent clear on her.
  212. >And then, using her magic, she levitated over one of her larger baby bottles. Unscrewing the nipple cap before floating the container behind herself. Pressing and holding the rim lightly against her puffy vulva.
  213.  
  214. >Relaxing into it Celestia filled the bottle up to the brim with her urine. Not wanting the acrid liquid to overflow she stopped herself just in time. Then reached for the nipple cap and reattached it.
  215.  
  216. >”Here’s your favorite baba~!” Celestia playfully teased as she raised the full bottle up with her right hoof. Invitingly pressing the transparent nipple against Cozy Glow’s lips.
  217. >“Don’t worry little one, your yummy *formula* should already be at body temperature,” she continued saying whilst pushing the fake teat inside of her mouth. Seating it and tilting the lukewarm bottle slightly upwards as she did.
  218.  
  219. >Holding the bottle steady Celestia watched with perverse glee as her filly began suckling on the nipple. Extracting the bronze-tinted pee out from it and into her pursed mouth.
  220.  
  221. >And when the first drops landed on Cozy Glow’s tastebuds she bit down on the soft nipple with a frown. Whimpering from the sickly sour tang she swallowed and resumed her nursing. Feeling queasy after just one sip.
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  224.  
  225. >Later that day the still limping filly had found herself outside on one of the sisters four large balconies. Currently lying across Luna’s lap whilst the two princesses were chatting and drinking tea above her.
  226.  
  227. >Her dark mistress had a hoof on her rear and was stroking her cheeks in a taunting manner.
  228. >And ever so often she would reach between her rift to pull on the thick, bumpy dildo lodged within her sore tailhole.
  229. >Retracting most of its length out before leisurely forcing the rough toy inside of her anus again.
  230.  
  231. >Luna enjoyed the tight resistance of it. Having forgone any lube she trusted that the friction would rub her unwilling hole raw each time she drove it in or out of her.
  232. >And given how loudly Cozy Glow winced whenever she moved the dildo. She knew she was causing her significant pain and discomfort.
  233.  
  234. >The sisters had received more letters than usual this week. Mostly invitational tickets to various galas and operas. The rest were an eclectic mix of political messages, proposals and simple drawings from their youngest fans.
  235. >Celestia calmly sorted through the stack of letters before her. Enjoying and commenting on some of the more interesting depictions of herself.
  236. >And once she had gone through all of them. Placed the letters with the drawings aside. Intending to write back to them later.
  237. >Lifting the rest up with her magic she levitated them over the balcony railings. Igniting and burning them away in a bright, singular flash.
  238.  
  239. >Thirty minutes later the princesses decided to end their afternoon tea. Spotting a few darker clouds creep in overhead.
  240. >Luna with Cozy Glow still on her lap. Pushed her seat backwards and nonchalantly withdrew the dildo completely out from her inflamed tailhole.
  241. >Holding the dildo up she spied mostly blood on it, but also small specks of feces at the very tip of it.
  242.  
  243. >”What’s this?!” Luna angrily stated. Showing her the dildo. “I told you to clean yourself properly! Obviously you weren’t listening!”
  244. >”I-I am so sorry m-mistress! I thou— ”
  245. >”Silence! You’re not sorry yet!” she threatened as she took hold of the bleary-eyed filly.
  246.  
  247. >”Will you please excuse us dear sister. I have an impertinent foal to take care of.”
  248. >”By all means. But try not to get too *excessive* with her this time. She is quite injured enough as it is. And I’d like her to atleast be able to walk. The east garden still needs tending to.”
  249. >”Yes, I know sister. Don’t worry.”
  250.  
  251. >Leaving with an angry grimace. Luna took Cozy Glow upstairs to one of her more imposing studies. Opening to door she then threw the filly down onto the oak floor. Making her tumble twice.
  252. >Walking up to the hurt filly Luna promptly kicked her over. Cracking a rib in the process.
  253. >Standing over her she coldly said, “wait here, or I’ll misalign your wings again.”
  254.  
  255. >Terrified and in agony Cozy Glow got up on her trembling hooves. “Y-yes m-mistress. I’ll g-gladly wait!” she replied whilst bowing submissively. All the while trying to ignoring the pain in her side.
  256.  
  257. >The dark alicorn then left her momentarily. Entering an adjacent room she grabbed a stiff cane and small steel ball. The ball had eight semi-blunt spikes surrounding it. All of which were evenly spaced apart from one another.
  258.  
  259. >With the two items she returned back to the filly. Placing the items down on a stand by the door.
  260. >Afterwards she approached the anxious filly and took her by the mane, dragging her over to the end of the room. Where a wide desk awaited her.
  261.  
  262. >Once at the desk Luna grabbed her collar and pulled her further up on it. Forcing her to lie down on her stomach with her hindlegs jutting out from it.
  263. >Happy with her vulnerable position she then concentrated inwards for a moment. Searching and pulling forth several dark, jagged tendrils from her own mane.
  264. >And with four of them she took hold of Cozy Glow’s hooves. Surrounding her fetlocks and immobilizing her to the desk.
  265.  
  266. >Now that she was firmly secured Luna levitated the spiked ball over. Taking it in her hoof she felt the familiar coldness of it. The algid enchantment on it was the same type that she used on many of her *instruments* against Cozy Glow. The enchantment was based around a simple rune that absorbed ambient warmth. Leaving the altered item always cold to the touch.
  267.  
  268. >”Cozy you are not to utter a single word to my sister about the object I’m about to place within you. Is that understood?”
  269. >”Y-yes m-mistress, I w-won’t.”
  270. >”Good, I’ll remove it after a few days.”
  271.  
  272. >Using the tendrils around her hindlegs Luna then forced her haunches wide. And with everything held visible, reached down with her free hoof and parted her underage slit open. Checking inside of her pink interior for a few seconds, before summoning forth six smaller tendrils.
  273.  
  274. >And after lining the smaller additions up with her narrow entrance, she then slid all six rudely inside of her. And once they were in she quickly spread her open the same way a speculum would. Making her whelp from the sudden stretch.
  275.  
  276. >With her vagina now stretched completely open Luna brought the spiked ball towards her opening and gradually pushed it in. Needing to twist and turn the ball a few times to get it to enter.
  277.  
  278. >When Luna felt the biting coldness outright disappear from her hoof. She stopped pushing and instead lowered her hoof to the floor. Peering down she could easily see how the spikes were pressing up against Cozy Glow’s sensitive, inner walls. With that part done she retracted her tendrils out from her slit. Letting her lips close up around it.
  279.  
  280. >”And remember, not a word to Celestia about it!”
  281. >Luna, eager to get the second part underway, reached back and hastily drifted the cane over. Taking it in her hoof she tapped the rod against Cozy Glow’s rump a few times. Letting her feel the thickness of it.
  282.  
  283. >”Try to atleast hold back *some* of your vulgar squeals this time. I shall be back here until you learn.”
  284.  
  285. >As she finished her bleak warning Luna pulled the filly’s tail painfully high with her magic. Holding it up she then raised the cane away from her rear. Waiting until she saw her unclench. And when she relaxed, viciously flicked the cane across her exposed cheeks.
  286.  
  287. >*Snap!*
  288. >”Ffwhhaaahh!”
  289.  
  290. >Immediately as the cane landed on Cozy Glow hind she involuntarily clamped down as hard as she could from the searing contact. And the instant she did, the spikes now wedged deep within her, dug excruciatingly into her delicate flesh.
  291.  
  292. >*Snap!*
  293. >”Aaafffuuaaahhh!”
  294.  
  295. >And as the caning progressed on. Blood eventually started pooling on the wood below her shaking hindlegs. Dripping out from her torn rear, and from her fillyhood.
  296.  
  297. >*Snap…! Snap…! Snap…!*
  298.  
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  300.  
  301. >Three weeks later and Princess Twilight Sparkle dropped by the sister’s mansion for an impromptu visit.
  302. >She usually did so whenever she was particularly stressed from dealing with the Canterlot nobles. Needing a day or two for herself to unwind.
  303.  
  304. >And just like always Celestia was accommodating and understanding of her venting needs. Being well aware of the difficult facets that came with ruling over Equestria. And so, after a brief catch-up, offered Cozy Glow to her.
  305.  
  306. >Passing her the filly Celestia would always ask which *special* guest room she’d prefer staying in. Her own playroom or her sister’s *readjustment* room. Knowing what she could expect to find in either one.
  307. >And as expected she opted for her playroom. Kindly thanking her before taking Cozy Glow with her as she left.
  308.  
  309. >Roughly an hour afterwards Celestia went upstairs to check on her former student. Wanting to know if she’d be needing anything else for the evening.
  310.  
  311. >Standing outside the playroom door she gently knocked on it a few times. Getting no replies in return she quietly opened the unlocked door.
  312. >And as soon as she did, she was immediately hit by the rank smell in it.
  313.  
  314. >Entering she saw Cozy Glow seated in the middle. Strapped into an adjustable highchair for baby foals. Her four hooves secured with locking belts.
  315.  
  316. >Her curly, light blue mane had several colourful ribbons in it. And around her neck hung a white bib with a spill catch.
  317. >On the feeding tray below her lay one of her adult, plus-sized diapers. The undergarment was well used and spread open. With its messy innards on full display.
  318. >And infront of the filly stood Twilight. A fresh diaper covering her plump hindquarters. Ready to be used again.
  319.  
  320. >Walking up to the pair Celestia first thought Cozy Glow was squirming because of her soon to be dinner. But then she noticed the discarded manebrush on the bed.
  321. >That, together with the light coughing and snivelling she was still doing. Made it abundantly clear what had just occurred prior.
  322.  
  323. >Celestia, now standing behind her former student, placed a hoof on her puffy diaper. Trailing downwards she stopped just over her marehood. Digging into the crinkling padding and groping against her folds.
  324. >”My my, don’t you look absolutely adorable~,” she endearingly teased. ”I’m sorry for barging in and disrupting your playtime. I just wanted to make sure you had everything you needed.”
  325.  
  326. >Blushing and breathing intensely, Twilight slowly turned to face her mentor.
  327. >”No, I think I’m f-fine for now… thank you mo— Celestia,” she said, trying not to stutter.
  328.  
  329. >”Good, you know where to find me if you do.” Leaning forward Celestia then nuzzled sweetly against her. And as she withdrew from her, whimsically kissed her on the muzzle.
  330.  
  331. >The kiss caught Twilight off guard. Flustered and bumbling she spun around. Only nodding vaguely to her in response.
  332.  
  333. >Giggling at her cute reaction Celestia briefly glanced back to the seated filly.
  334. >Focusing she teleported over a circular punishment mat from the bathroom besides them.
  335. >The hard mat had several plastic highpoints sticking up from its surface. Some longer than others. Excruciating enough by itself to sit on, let alone when recently spanked.
  336.  
  337. >With her magic the white alicorn momentarily loosened the straps around Cozy Glow’s hindlegs. And then slid the mat underneath her raw bottom. Retightening the straps down.
  338. >Once done with her Celestia leaned in, over Twilight’s shoulder. “After you’re done feeding her, I want you in my nursery~,” she whispered hotly, nipping her ear.
  339.  
  340. >As Celestia turned away from her swooning counterpart she flicked her colourful tail against her diaper. Causing Twilight to shiver from the impact.
  341. >With a swaying saunter she then exited the playroom. Closing the door with a not so subtle wink.
  342.  
  343. >Twilight let out a heavy sigh as she heard the door snap shut behind her. Closing her eyes she tried regaining her composure.
  344. >Her beloved Celestia—even with just a few playful words—could make her heart flutter wildly. Reducing her momentarily to a nervous schoolfilly again.
  345.  
  346. >A few seconds later and Twilight found herself in control again. Successfully fighting off the fiery bloom on her muzzle.
  347. >With her heart quelled she opened her eyes up. Seeing Cozy Glow tearing as she struggled anxiously on the uncomfortable mat.
  348. >Smiling calmly she stroked her troubled face. And then reached for the plastic spoon on the tray.
  349.  
  350. >Taking the spoon with her hoof she lowered it into her soiled diaper. Then dipped the shallow oval into her awaiting mess. Loading the utensil neatly up with her reeking dung, before bringing it over to Cozy Glow’s quivering lips.
  351.  
  352. >“Now open up little one. Naughty foals need to take their bitter medicine!” she said in a giddy tone.
  353.  
  354. >With a horrified look Cozy Glow obediently opened her mouth up. Accepting the filthy spoonful of manure inside.
  355. >And immediately as her tongue met the foul-tasting muck, her face scrunched up from the revolting avalanche of flavours. Gruesome flavours that never got any easier to contend with.
  356.  
  357. >Drooling she did her best to chew and swallow the slimy morsel down. Even though her mind was reeling and fighting her to spit it out.
  358. >A pointless battle as anything she missed would simply get scooped up from the spill catch around her neck. Then get deposited back into her mouth.
  359.  
  360. >And as the minutes slowly ticked away. Twilight unhurriedly continued to bring her spoonful after spoonful. Cooing and humming happily along as she imagined all the exciting things she and Celestia would be doing together later.
  361.  
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  363.  
  364. >Three days later and Twilight Sparkle returned back to her castle. Exhausted but refreshed, and with a slight hitch in her step.
  365. >During her visit she’d spent most of her time playing and relaxing in Celestia’s private nursery. Seldom leaving it.
  366. >And after having said their goodbyes. Luna went upstairs to fetch Cozy Glow from it. Knowing it was her turn to be alone with her.
  367.  
  368. >Even though Luna enjoyed teasing the younger alicorn. She also respected her special relationship with her older sister. Understanding that there were certain things she only wanted to do together with her.
  369. >So, for most of her three-day visit, she’d kept herself away from the trio. Letting her sister *care* and *nurture* for both of them without interfering.
  370.  
  371. >Only bring them refreshments every now and again. Knocking and leaving a small service cart outside by their door.
  372. >However, one time she had done this, Celestia surprised her by opening the door. Dressed in a sunny, light-green apron she kindly greeted and thanked her for the much needed drinks. And then asked if she could take the cart inside while she changed.
  373. >Thinking nothing of it Luna led the cart inside with her magic. Walking behind her sister she noticed the smeared strap-on dildo that was swaying and dripping below her barrel.
  374.  
  375. >Once inside the room she glimpsed Twilight in the corner. Standing and snivelling with her muzzle planted firmly against the wall. Her tail held high and her bottom soundly spanked. With an oversized glass plug protruding out from her tailhole. The short, frilly skirt she had on did nothing to cover anything up.
  376. >And on the spacious crib bed in the middle she saw Cozy Glow. She was lying on her back with a completely soaked diaper tied over her face. Her hindlegs were upright and spread by a bar coming down from a pulley system. And a dilator sound had been inserted deep into her urethra. Leaving her inner peehole tightly stressed. At her bound fetlocks waited a small set of cylindrical cleaning brushes.
  377.  
  378. >Parking the cart Luna then witnessed her sister switch to a very rough looking strap-on dildo. The girthy shaft was covered with multiple high ridges and round bumps that travelled irregularly alongst its impressive length. And a cone flared base—meant for serious stretching—could be seen at the very hilt of it.
  379. >Although she was an alicorn herself, nothing about its jarring shape seemed even remotely pleasant or comfortable to take. Feeling quite thankful she wouldn’t be on the receiving end of it.
  380.  
  381. >Luna watched with intrigue as her sister secured the hefty dildo inbetween her powerful hindlegs. And as she finished doing so, Celestia turned and pointed towards a plastic table next to them. “Luna dear, do you mind giving me one those bottles?”
  382.  
  383. >”Certainly sister,” she casually replied as she went up to the table. And on it were three different types of anal lubricants to pick from. A regular silicone based one, a *mint & menthol* based one that had a picture of an ice cube on it. And a bottle called *hot love* with a burning fire symbol on it. The two exotic designer lubes were from a brand she knew only produced extreme kinds.
  384.  
  385. >Reaching forward she was about to take the regular one. Being mindful of how punishing the effects would be with the other two options. Believing most would rather go without any lube at all; than be subjected to either one of them.
  386. >But then she stopped herself and instead grabbed the bottle with the ice cube on it.
  387.  
  388. >”Here you go Tia!” she said with obvious amusement in her voice. Placing the bottle in her sister’s outstretched hoof she then nodded to her and quietly left the humid room.
  389.  
  390. >And as she shut the door behind her, she overheard Celestia call over to Twilight. Telling her that it was *”time for her friendship lesson,”* and to *”bend over the bed.”* Smirking she didn’t stay to listen in on the pleading cries that she knew would soon ensue.
  391.  
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  393.  
  394. >Now standing outside the same nursery door days past. Luna prepared herself for some rather *impure* sights and smells.
  395. >Opening and entering inside the brightly coloured room she tried avoiding the wet sex toys scattered randomly about on the soft carpet. Spying several of her sister’s extra-large stallion models. Most of which were slick with displeasing colours.
  396.  
  397. >Walking up to the large crib bed in middle where she had last seen the filly. Luna now only spotted empty bottles of baby powder and lube besides it. The bedding distinctly damp and tinged. But no Cozy Glow.
  398. >Shrugging she turned and walked over to the closed bathroom door. Side-stepping the enclosed playpen area and a stack of spelling blocks getting to it.
  399. >Once at the door she quickly opened and peered into it.
  400.  
  401. >But just like before, Cozy Glow wasn’t inside of it either. Only the completely full diaper pail in the corner, and the discarded enema bags on the white tiling. Stood out to her.
  402. >Surprised by her disappearance Luna closed the door and existed the nursery. Focusing on Cozy Glow’s collar she sensed that she was somewhere in the basement. Next to somecreature that definitely wasn’t her sister.
  403. >Recognizing whom it was she sighed loudly in annoyance. His foul magic was unmistakable anywhere.
  404. >Shaking her head she unhurriedly made her way down into the basement.
  405.  
  406. >Arriving at the basement and venturing inside of it. Luna saw Cozy Glow tied down to one of her punishment racks.
  407. >And Discord, with both of his claws around her flanks, was aggressively thrusting in and out of her tailhole.
  408. >Panting like a wild animal he jutted the wide base of his knot out from her ass. Pulling out just enough for his bulbous knot to completely leave her. Then quickly forced it back in again. Violently stretching her anus open each time and causing her to cry out gutturally.
  409.  
  410. >”Discord! How many times have we told you to—'ask us first'—before you breed her?!”
  411. >”A few,” he huffed out dismissively.
  412. >Switching from fast to powerful thrusts he started slamming himself between her soft cheeks. Drawing more of his now red-slicked phallus out. Before re-entering her reluctant passage.
  413. >And as he did Cozy Glow started to scream uncontrollably. Prompting Discord to snap his claws. Summoning a ball-gag into her mouth.
  414. >Having silenced her, he imminently resumed rutting her abused hole. Holding nothing back as pain and terror grew increasingly more apparent on the filly’s frantic features.
  415.  
  416. >“More than a few!” Luna said annoyed, watching the crude scene unfold. “And you better not pee inside of her posterior again! Neither my sister, nor myself enjoyed that surprise last time!”
  417. >”No promises!” the draconequus answered. Grunting and laughing at the same time.
  418.  
  419. >Feeling an unpleasant headache coming on the dark alicorn walked back towards the basement door. Well aware that Discord would be at it for hours. But more importantly she didn’t wish to witness the insane, bestial creatures he’d soon conjure up to help ravage Cozy Glow with. Even though Luna was used to seeing such abominations in nightmares. His twisted manifestations tended to be abit *much* for her personal liking.
  420.  
  421. >Watching a writhing mashup of bloated, feral animals make wanton use of the pegasus little body. Particularly as they frenziedly clamored to fill every available orifice that she had to offer. All at once no less. Only served to make Luna disgusted for days afterwards.
  422. >The wet, ghoulish scents the virile beasts endlessly radiated and the incessant swine-like bellowing they did when mating. Would undoubtedly traumatize any lesser onlooker she mused.
  423.  
  424. >And so, not wanting to fend off any repugnant dreams of her own today, Luna exited and retired to her bedroom. Becoming weary just thinking about all of the scrubbing and cleaning spells that she was going to need to cast later.
  425.  
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  427.  
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  429.  
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  431.  
  432. >Day: 1114
  433.  
  434. >As the duo arrived inside of the guest playroom, Twilight led Cozy Glow up to the double bed in it. Motioning for her to sit down on its covers.
  435. >”Wait here Cozy, I need a moment to get ready,” she said as she walked away from her and into an adjacent bathroom.
  436.  
  437. >As Twilight entered the tiled room she spotted two shelving units that lined the rightmost wall.
  438. >And just like last time she was here. The shelves were stacked full of assorted goods for any playtime scenario imaginable. Containing everything from sex toys, diapers, baby bottles, catheters, rectal thermometers, incontinent drugs and much more.
  439.  
  440. >Seeing all the explicit items infront of her caused a cascade of giddy and lustful emotions to surge within her. Especially as she saw the more *taboo* items on display.
  441. >Licking her lips Twilight walked up to a small box of lactation inducing drugs. Turning the box over she started to blush as she remembered back to her previous play session with Celestia.
  442.  
  443. >Back then she had found herself dressed in a pink pyjamas. With padded, pink mittens covering her hooves and a white, half bonnet on her head. Lying sideways with her head resting comfortably on Celestia’s soft lap. Happily suckling and drinking from her perky teats as a gentle, loving hoof stroked her mane.
  444. >The back flap of her pyjamas had been left open as an enema bag—that hung above her—slowly filled her thickly diapered behind.
  445. >However, it wasn’t until the following morning. After breakfast with both Celestia and Luna. That she had gotten her diaper changed.
  446. >She didn’t know what had been more humiliating at the time. Being bounced on Luna’s lap whilst Celestia took away the empty dishes. Or being changed infront of her aswell as she teased her throughout.
  447.  
  448. >Embarrassed Twilight placed the box back on the shelf. Swallowing hard she wiped her forehead with a hoof. Feeling her marehood dampen at her past memory.
  449.  
  450. >Walking away from the shelves and into to the middle of the room. She ignited her horn and pulled off one of the changing mats that were hanging on a wall-mounted bracket.
  451. >Placing the plush mat down on the floor she took a final look around herself, before lying down on it.
  452. >Once comfortable she levitated over a big, mare-sized diaper and two suppositories from an open jar.
  453. >Lifting her hindlegs up she slid the diaper underneath her rear. And then inserted both suppositories into her tailhole. Using her magic to push them far inside.
  454.  
  455. >Content that everything was in order, she then lowered her legs back down onto the mat. And with a hoof reached for the diaper cover. Folding it up and over her marehood. Joining and taping the sides shut.
  456.  
  457. >Judging by the warning label on the jar Twilight knew the suppositories were fast acting.
  458. >So, with no time to spare, got up and walked over to a smaller corner shelf by the door. Perusing the selection of various spanking implements on it. Before opting for a simple manebrush. The same kind Celestia usually used on her own poor hide.
  459. >Satisfied with her choice—and already feeling her stomach begin to protest—she quickly exited the bathroom.
  460.  
  461. >Walking up to Cozy Glow she could easily hear the audible crinkle of her diaper.
  462. >Normally she’d be self-conscious of such things, but currently there was no reason for her to be. Seeing the frightened look on Cozy Glow’s face as she neared her with the manebrush, only reinforced that notion.
  463.  
  464. >”Cozy I want you to scoot up on the bed and lie down on your back for me. I need to use my diaper.”
  465. >”Y-yes miss,” she obeyed. Shuffling further up and lying down in the middle of it.
  466.  
  467. >Soon after Cozy Glow saw the alicorn get up right besides her. She nervously watched as her much larger frame turned around and straddled over her.
  468. >Looking up all she could now see was her padded rear hovering just above her eyes.
  469.  
  470. >And as she got situated Twilight felt her stomach aggressively bubble and churn from the melted suppositories. Groaning from the sharp cramps she lowered her hindlegs down. Pressing her diapered rump against the filly's muzzle she purposefully aligning the pointed end of her nose directly up with her exit hole.
  471.  
  472. >Not a moment later the princess suddenly felt herself burst below. Expelling noisily into the diaper without any control of her own bowels. Gruff, unladylike moans escaped from her throat as she filled the dense backsheet up with numerous semi-solid horse apples. Transforming the white fabric brown with the added mass.
  473.  
  474. >Whilst going in her diaper the harsh cramps that had been bothering her subsided away with her waste. Leaving her both empty and with better control of her insides again.
  475.  
  476. >Then, noticing that nothing else was forcing its way out of her tailhole. The now much-relieved alicorn, in turn, started to rock back and forth on Cozy Glow’s face.
  477. >Using her muzzle she proceeded to spread the smelly mess out. Coating the entirety of her plush backside with manure.
  478.  
  479. >It wasn’t until after Twilight sensed a pleasant, lumpy warmth all over her bottom. That she lifted her mushy hind away from the pegasus buried face. And in doing so caused the filly to instantly cough and sputter loudly. Drawing in as much fresh air as she possible could. The colour seemingly drained from her.
  480.  
  481. >Lying down next to her Twilight patiently waited until she finished recovering.
  482. >”I’m very happy that you’re here Cozy. I didn’t really get a proper chance to use my bathroom before leaving the castle,” she said whilst reaching around herself and squeezing on her full diaper. “Would you like to assist me with the *clean-up* aswell?”
  483.  
  484. >”Y-yes… I’d l-love to miss….”
  485. >“Such a helpful filly, I knew you wouldn’t mind. But unfortunately, you’ve also *misbehaved* a great deal in the past, haven’t you Cozy? And so I believe a warm hiney will help remind you to always stay true and virtuous. Don’t you agree?”
  486. >”A-absolutely, thank y-you for your guidance.”
  487.  
  488. >Suppressing a snicker Twilight wordlessly got off the bed. Wanting to first feel her used diaper before anything else.
  489. >Walking over towards the end of the bed she could feel her bulging diaper shift and stretch on her behind. Its crammed interior trying to adjust and compensate for the alicorn’s large mess.
  490. >A good portion of the warm dung tumbled downwards as she walked. Gathering just below her marehood. Pressing teasingly up against her folds.
  491. >That, combined with the thickness of the diaper. Gave her an awkward waddle whenever she moved.
  492.  
  493. >Flustered, Twilight reached the end of the bed. Sitting down on the edge with a crinkling squelch. Needing to *accommodate* for her soiled diaper by re-positioning herself a few times.
  494. >And once she was comfortable enough. She waved the filly over.
  495.  
  496. >With timid reluctance Cozy Glow crawled up to her.
  497. >And as soon as she got close Twilight lifted her up and over her cushioned lap.
  498.  
  499. >To Cozy Glow the foul smell came back in full force as she was placed down on her diapered lap. The overbearing stench of it filled her nostrils no matter which way she leaned or turned her head. Making each breath a struggle.
  500.  
  501. >”Good, now listen closely Cozy!” Twilight said in a surprisingly stern voice. All the while intrusively fondling on, and inbetween her hind cheeks. ”You’re allowed to beg, yell and fuss about. However, no reaching back to me or trying to get away. Understood?”
  502. >”Y-yes m-miss!”
  503.  
  504. >Eager to begin Twilight didn’t acknowledge her. Instead she removed her groping hoof from Cozy Glow’s smooth vulva and pulled her tail up, and to the side. Fully uncovering her pert bottom to her.
  505. >Tucking her tail against her own body she then picked the manebrush up on her right.
  506.  
  507. >Now holding her close she took the manebrush to her rump. Tapping and caressing both mounds with it a couple of times. Enjoying the cute little flinches from the filly below her. Before withdrawing the brush backwards.
  508. >And then, feeling herself wink against the manure in her diaper, slammed the brush down with resounding force. Flattening her rightmost cheek.
  509.  
  510. >*Smack!*
  511. >”Eyyhahhh!”
  512.  
  513. >With wide open eyes Cozy Glow loudly yelped as she felt the hit register on her defenceless seat. Unprepared for the cruel force behind it. Previous worries quickly changing to fears.
  514.  
  515. >To Twilight the contrast was undeniable. Normally when spanking colts and fillies back home she’d exercise *some* restraints and limits to her physical punishments. And even though she secretly delighted in hearing the little ones snivel and cry beneath her. She would atleast *try* to balance their needs for education and discipline; with her own enjoyment of spanking their soft bums. This was especially true if the child came from someone she knew, or was from an influential family.
  516. >But unfortunately for the filly below her today. There was no need to hold back or consider anything at all.
  517.  
  518. >”Bad girl!” Twilight yelled. Excitedly striking her left cheek just as hard. "You’ll be good! Say it!"
  519.  
  520. >*Smack!*
  521. >”Owffaaahh!”
  522.  
  523. >”I-I’ll be good!”
  524.  
  525. >*Smack!*
  526. >”Uuffhhhaaahaa!”
  527.  
  528. >”I-l’ll 'h-ah' be g-good!”
  529.  
  530. >”Then let’s make sure of it!” Twilight scolded. Gripping the manebrush harder.
  531. >And with a firm hold of it began paddling her pudgy cheeks repeatedly. Dancing the brush back and forth on them. Alternating her swats evenly and squarely.
  532.  
  533. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  534. >”Aahhhhhhhhhiiiiiiieee!”
  535.  
  536. >Cozy Glow wailed piercingly as the faster strikes impacted on her hide. The smarting blows landing with barely a second apart from one another. Hitting her on the same central spot on her round glutes each time, causing her to twitch and buck her legs out in reflex.
  537.  
  538. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  539.  
  540. >”I-l will be—'ahhhaah!'—be g-good! Ohof! Ow, pl-please 'fwha-ahhaa!' it h-urts!”
  541. >Disregarding her pleas Twilight instead shamelessly rolled her diaper back and forth on the bed. Pushing and rubbing the mess against her slick folds. Pleasuring herself whilst stacking more and more oval-shaped bruises underneath the filly’s coat.
  542.  
  543. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  544.  
  545. >And everytime the brush landed Twilight briskly drove it upwards or sideways with the strong momentum. Effectively dragging the wood away from Cozy Glow’s rear to cause as much friction as possible. The punishing technique greatly pulled at the hair and skin underneath. Making the impacts feel both sharp and abrasive at the same time.
  546.  
  547. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  548.  
  549. >Unable to take the rough thrashing Cozy Glow swung her forehooves up and around herself. Maddeningly trying to grasp at anything that would offer some semblance of comfort. In the moment it really didn’t matter to her what that could be, she just needed something to hold on to.
  550.  
  551. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  552.  
  553. >Finding nothing but air in her narrow vicinity Cozy Glow instead brought her hooves back and bit into the sides of them in desperation. Attempting to counter one pain with another as the brush ceaselessly struck her bottom.
  554.  
  555. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  556.  
  557. >It didn’t work. Nothing she could do or reach from Twilight’s lap would lessen the stinging pain being delivered onto her throbbing behind. And after half a minute she gave up. Breaking down she covered her eyes up and started crying foalishly. Loudly squealing and bawling as tears freely soaked into her hooves.
  558.  
  559. >”Uwhhhaaahhhhhh, wahhhaahhhhhaaa uwhhaaaahhhhh-wahhaahhhhaaaa!”
  560.  
  561. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  562.  
  563. >Yet her anguished cries were almost completely outdone by the sharp sounds of the manebrush still crashing down hard on her blistering rear.
  564. >As her tormentor was in no rush to end the chastisement early. Relishing both the spanking and her stained diaper too much to stop.
  565.  
  566. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  567.  
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  569.  
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  571.  
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  573.  
  574. >Day: 1115
  575.  
  576. >“Mommy 'oughf' i-it’s a bit much!” Twilight exclaimed with a strained groan. Watching and feeling the last trickle of her rather substantial enema, pour into her plugged tailhole. The foamy solution leaving behind several big soapsuds in the otherwise clear bag. Making it appear cloudy.
  577.  
  578. >“Oh? Are you implying I don’t know how much your cute little hiney can take?” Celestia replied with mock hurt.
  579.  
  580. >“N-no, sorry, I-I didn’t mean it like that!” she worriedly answered, knowing she was on thin ice as it was. Having reached back twice during her spanking. A big no-no for her.
  581.  
  582. >”You should know better,” tsked Celestia. Unhooking the now empty enema bag with her magic. And using her golden aura around the bag she proceeded to tear the topmost part of it open. Before hovering the bag behind herself. Holding it just underneath her wet marehood.
  583.  
  584. >And with a sigh she emptied everything she had into it. Filling the large bag up by a whole fourth with her warm pee. And once she was done she brought the bag up again, fastening it to the enema stand above them.
  585.  
  586. >Then, reaching besides the toilet, Celestia grabbed the rubber bulb that connected to Twilight’s retention plug. Pumping on it a few good times she caused Twilight to 'eep' and jump with each squeeze. Expanding the already massively inflated silicone plug in her bottom way past her comfort point.
  587. >The almost buckball sized expansion now lodged within her rectum ensured that nothing could leak out from her. No matter how much she pushed against it. Unless it was first deflated.
  588.  
  589. >”There we go, all snug~. This way you won’t be having any unhappy accidents,” Celestia sweetly cooed. “Now you just sit tight and enjoy that for fiv— no ten minutes. I’ll be back once I’ve *prepared* Cozy Glow for us.”
  590.  
  591. >”Y-yes mother….” Twilight meekly answered. Already sensing the stinging urine slowly enter and bloat her full bowels further.
  592. >Yet she didn’t get up or attempt to reach for the release valve on the rubber bulb. Even though her painfully overstretched hole and spanked cheeks were telling her to.
  593.  
  594. >Whimpering from the immense pressure building internally. Twilight looked up just in time to see Celestia lean down over her. Placing a hoof under her muzzle she quickly brought her white frame forwards. And in a swift motion Celestia had locked her lips around hers. Slipping her tongue in she passionately slurped inside of her mouth. Leaving no spot untouched she coiled and twisted her tongue erratically about. Licking behind her teeth and under her tongue. Drinking everything the purple mare had to offer like a water-starved animal.
  595. >And just when Twilight thought she couldn’t take anymore. Celestia suddenly pulled away from her with a wet pop. Both gasping for air as she parted.
  596.  
  597. >”N-now try to relax my love, you have a long day ahead of you,” Celestia finished saying with a blush.
  598. >Turning away from Twilight she then walked up to a nearby pail. Levitating up a dripping, stale diaper from it. And with the wet diaper trailing behind her in the air, exited out the bathroom.
  599.  
  600. >Still sitting on the toilet Twilight was left utterly starstruck from the intimate prench kiss. Wearing a happy, addled expression on her face she was seemingly lost in her own little world.
  601. >That was until several deep, cramping pangs reminded her of her current predicament.
  602. >Sweating and grunting she shook her head and gazed up. Only to see that the enema bag was now nearly empty once more. The yellow pee taking most of the remaining soap with it.
  603.  
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  609.  
  610. >Day: 1152
  611.  
  612. >Whilst doing some late evening dishes Cozy Glow had accidently dropped a wineglass. Breaking and shattering the fragile glass against the kitchen floor. Sending shiny shards of it everywhere.
  613. >It wasn’t her fault per say as Luna had silently walked up behind her. Using her own shadow to mask her presence she waited until she saw her pick up the dirty dishware. And the moment she did, Luna unfurled her wings besides her. Revealing herself and surprising the filly, making her drop it.
  614.  
  615. >”Clumsy knave!” she had shouted at her. Walking over the broken glass and crushing several pieces beneath her hooves like nothing. “Its late, you can sweep this mess up tomorrow. For now, go see my sister and tell her what you did.”
  616. >Then, before the startled filly had a chance to respond she was teleported outside of the kitchen area and into the dark hallway.
  617. >And after orienting herself Cozy Glow began trudging upstairs to Celestia’s bedroom. Her heart pounding with each step she took on the broad stairway.
  618.  
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  620.  
  621. >”So you broke another glass? Again?” Celestia inquired with a raised eyebrow. “You’ve gotten rather clumsyhoofed in these last few days. Slipups are unavoidable yes, but I did expect you to be more careful after our last *talk*. It seems I was mistaken.”
  622.  
  623. >Whimpering and wanting to speak out about Luna’s involvement, Cozy Glow was instead enveloped in Celestia’s radiant magic. And before she could comprehend what was happening to her. She was unceremoniously spun around in the air like a weightless doll and spread over the alicorn’s lap.
  624. >And just as quickly she heard several items teleport into the room. The items dropping-in behind her hindlegs on the bed where she couldn’t see them. She counted no more than three or four items in total.
  625.  
  626. >She then felt Celestia reach to her right and grab one of the items. Placing down a flat, tin case besides her so that she could easily see it.
  627. >”If you don’t feel like heeding my advice little one. Then perhaps you’ll learn better this way.”
  628.  
  629. >As she finished her statement Celestia opened the case up. Revealing two rows of medium sized suppositories within it. Even in the dim, candle lit room Cozy Glow could still make out the difference in colours between them.
  630. >The top row had six white suppositories with a thin, blue line running across them. And the bottom row had six red ones with a strange triangle mark stamped in the middle of them. Size wise both were somewhat thicker and longer than what she was used to seeing.
  631.  
  632. >And as she tried to discern their composition better. A hoof reached out for one in the top section. She nervously stared as it got picked up and brought under her muzzle.
  633. >Yet even before the tapered pill could reach her nose. She could smell the detestably strong, perfume-esque fragrance coming off it.
  634.  
  635. >”That’s right Cozy, I realize you must've grown *accustomed* to your regular suppositories by now. Just as you apparently have with your soap sticks and ginger capsules. As they no longer seem to be sufficient enough to make you reflect upon my wishes. So, with that in mind, I went ahead and acquired some new ones for you. Comparatively speaking I believe these inserts will provide you with an entirely *new experience* altogether, from what you’re used to. And for the remainder of this week, you will be receiving two before your bedtime. Hopefully this will teach you to become more aware of your surroundings until then.”
  636.  
  637. >Hearing the grim news Cozy Glow’s entire body tensed up. She wanted to scream her lungs out, but only a worried whinny escaped her throat. Choking on her own breath she hurriedly scanned the large room. Hoping for a sudden miracle to appear and aid in her hapless situation.
  638.  
  639. >Yet nothing changed, it never did. The rune collar around her neck remained where it was. And instead she felt an eager hoof reach out and pat on her hindquarters.
  640. >”Lift your tail up Cozy,” Celestia said, not bothering to hide the growing elation in her voice.
  641. >And as acting on instinct the filly immediately raised her curly tail high for her.
  642.  
  643. >”Good girl~,” Celestia teased. Reaching to her side again she took out a bottle of clear lube. Opening the plastic lid she then squeezed some of the viscous liquid out and onto her right hoof, before bringing it under Cozy Glow’s hiked tail.
  644.  
  645. >Without giving the filly any warnings she took her lubricated hoof and rudely pressed it up against her anal opening.
  646. >Taking her time Celestia then began fondling her supple tailhole. Unrestrictedly kneading, rubbing and probing its round shape. Sensuously feeling the pleasant warmth of her pliant ring give and push under the frog of her hoof.
  647.  
  648. >The miserably gasps and shudders from the filly as she exploited her vulnerable body. Made the alicorn’s own desires gradually flare and heat up. Urging her to do so much more to her. And for a moment she even contemplated stopping what she was doing. And instead bring out one of her rougher strap-ons. Just to see how truly loud and *apologetic* she could make her.
  649.  
  650. >However, she stowed that temptation aside for another day. And in turn ignited her horn, taking out an additional pill from the tin case. This time, a red one.
  651. >Both types of suppositories now hovered in the air infront of them. Just as an inflatable butt plug did.
  652.  
  653. >”Let's try one of each tonight and see how you fare by tomorrow,“ she said with devious delight, reaching for the red capsule first. “Remember to clench Cozy. You know what happens if you leak on my bed.”
  654. >Using her hoof Celestia then brought the red pill next to her now glossy exit. Nudging it up against her round anus she slowly slipped the suppository inside.
  655.  
  656. >And in less than a minute Cozy Glow could tell that something was different. The unfamiliar suppository dissolving in her bottom was not only making her insides lurch, but it also burned ferociously hot aswell. Significantly more than she could have ever prepared for. Quickly making her feel both nauseous and feverish at the same time.
  657.  
  658. >Celestia did her best not to outright laugh as she watched the filly below her begin to sweat and squirm. These newer suppositories were some of the worst on the market that she could find. Highly concentrated and only really intended to serve as a *painful reminder* or threat; for ponies in domineering herds. As the mere mention of them would usually make anypony think twice before acting out.
  659. >The red ones were particularly insidious she had read. Full of powerful capsaicin powder and long-lasting laxatives. Far more potent than the corrective citric-glycerin pills she would occasionally give her. And she had bought a full crate of them no less.
  660.  
  661. >And so, ignoring the now rapid panting from the filly, Celestia reached out for the fragrant, white capsule. Grabbing and guiding it under her shaky tail. And just like before, she ushered it smoothly into her anus. Letting her butthole swallow and close up around it.
  662.  
  663. >Unlike the red ones these white suppositories didn’t have any burning agitates added to them. They did however retain the same laxatives. But in instead of capsaicin powder their shell was made from sickly-sweet detergents that would excessively bubble and froth once they came into contact with any moisture. Usually overwhelming the recipient with the need to expel.
  664.  
  665. >Celestia could easily gauge the effects of the second suppository. The involuntary flinching and the dire noises emanating from her stomach told her everything about their cumbersome effects.
  666. >No doubt the need to void would be extreme either way due to the laxatives in them. But with both pills now resting in her hind and slowly melting away. It would effectively be impossible for her to hold back for much longer. Regardless of her previous reminder.
  667. >So, not wanting to deal with any messing’s right now. The alicorn swiftly reached up for the inflatable butt plug still lingering in the air.
  668.  
  669. >Celestia didn’t believe herself to be as cruel as her sister. But when time was of the essence she didn’t mind cutting *some* corners. Even though she had preferred lubing the plug up properly first. But given the current state of Cozy Glow she knew delaying for anything now was risky.
  670. >Because of that she simply seized the plug by its flat base. And with the plug in her hoof she led it behind the filly’s pink rear. Aligning the deflated tip directly up with her struggling anus.
  671. >And in a continuous motion she then forced the blunt length inside of her tailhole. The widest part of the plug needing a strong shove at the end, to get it past her small muscle.
  672.  
  673. >Cozy Glow winced and groaned loudly throughout the mostly dry penetration. But shrieked out as the last part was suddenly driven into her with a thrust. The forceful insertion pushing her slightly to the left on her lap.
  674.  
  675. >”Gahhiiiee!”
  676.  
  677. >Now that the plug was fully seated within her rump. Celestia wasted no time and usurreptitiously inflated it. Using the rubber hoofpump that came with the adult toy. Rapidly inflating the plug as much as she could to prevent any overnight leakages. And when she couldn’t easily press down on the pump anymore. She detached it from the base of the plug. Teleporting the small kit away and into one of her locked drawers.
  678.  
  679. >Celestia, finally done with her preparations for tonight, fleetingly looked up at the golden clock above her chamber door. And then took a hoof under the filly’s hyperventilating mouth. Tilting her head upwards and meeting her red, tearful eyes.
  680. >Strain and surreal discomfort was plainly visible on her clammy countenance. All of her natural urges would be revolting against her by now she understood. Demanding her to gallop to the nearest toilet.
  681.  
  682. >”Shhh, its okay Cozy. You can relax your little bum-bum now~. Nothing is going to leak out from it tonight, I promise."
  683. >”Thha-ank youuu ’ouoofffhhh’ my go-ddess!”
  684. >”You’re most welcome child. And are we learning anything important from today's little mishap?”
  685. >”Y-yess ’uhah-haahh’ ab-solutelyy misss!”
  686. >”I’m glad to hear it, however it seems we still have a few minutes left until my bedtime~.”
  687.  
  688. >Celestia concluded playfully as she moved her hoof up in the air. And with perfect aim, brought it firmly down between the crack of Cozy Glow’s butt. Landing it just over the painfully inflated plug in her tailhole.
  689.  
  690. >*Clap!*
  691. >”Ahaaahhh!”
  692.  
  693. >The heavy spank caused the plug to jerk and dig inwards with the hit. Further stirring her bowels up and making her insides violently contract and spasm. Which only worsened with each subsequent spank.
  694.  
  695. >*Clap!*
  696. >”Oooffhaahh!”
  697.  
  698. >In no time at all the quiet in the bedroom was replaced with the filly’s hysterical screams and sobs. Instantly being reduced to a blubbering mess over Celestia’s lap.
  699.  
  700. >”Whahaaaahhhhhhaaa, uwaahhhhhaaaaaahhhhhaa, whahhhaaaaahhhhhhaaa!”
  701.  
  702. >*Clap…! Clap…! Clap…!*
  703.  
  704. >Cozy Glow’s broken, disjointed cries lasted long into the night. And when the meticulously thorough spanking did finish. Celestia noticed that the pegasus was unable to stop her loud wailing as she dropped her down into the patchy, canine bed on the floor. A problem she easily solved by using a silencing spell on her.
  705. >And as stillness returned to the room Celestia sprawled out onto her own majestic bedding. Blowing all the candles out with her magic she then freely submitted herself to Luna’s control. Letting her sister give her another lucid, orgy filled dream with cute stallions and a certain purple princess.
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  713. >Day: 1176
  714.  
  715. >Walking past the front door of her mansion Luna stopped as she noticed a singular stray letter that had slipped through the letterbox. On an early Sunday no less.
  716.  
  717. >”That’s rather odd,” Luna said to herself as she grabbed the eloquent looking square up with her magic.
  718. >Bringing the letter to her outstretched hoof she flipped it over and saw the typical, royal insignia of Canterlot Castle inscribed neatly on it. And what appeared to be a smudged kiss mark just to the right of the emblem.
  719.  
  720. >Rolling her eyes Luna tucked the letter under a wing and began walking upstairs to her sister’s bedroom.
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  723.  
  724. >Now normally Luna would have just slid any of Celestia’s letters underneath her door. However, knowing how important messages from Twilight were to her. She instead decided it would be better to knock and give it to her directly.
  725.  
  726. >And so, after giving the door a few taps she stepped back and patiently waited for a moment.
  727. >Yet as the minutes slowly ticked away, no Celestia appeared before her. Frustrating the already tired alicorn.
  728.  
  729. >”Is she seriously sleeping in again?” she mumbled out with a snort. “No wonder she didn’t show up for breakfast.”
  730.  
  731. >By this point it was tempting to just slid the letter underneath the door and be done with it. But a nagging part of her mind insisted that it would be rude to leave a hoofwritten love letter down on the floor. And so—in her tired, morning state—the princess simply shrugged her shoulders and opened the door up. Entering her sister’s bedchambers.
  732.  
  733. >”Tia! Its almost noon! Also, I have a letter from a 'secret' admirer that you—”
  734. >Looking towards the bed Luna didn’t see her lazy sister. Infact it was empty. But she did hear some faint, distorted noises eek out from the bathroom to her left.
  735.  
  736. >And as she discerned were her sister currently was, she suddenly became acutely aware of the heady scent of sex in the room. The thick, overbearing tang exuded out from her sister's bed.
  737. >Shaking her head Luna surmised that Celestia had likely gone into her shower or hot tub after finishing her morning *makeout* session with Cozy. The very wet state of her bed was certainly indicative of it.
  738.  
  739. >Whilst ignoring the unchaste smells Luna walked over to the nearest table. Feeling more comfortable leaving the sensitive letter on a piece of furniture, than down on the floor.
  740. >And when she reached into her wing for the parchment, she abruptly heard her sister’s muffled voice through the closed bathroom door.
  741.  
  742. >”Lun—is th—ou?”
  743. >”Yes dear sister its me, I’m just dropping off a letter from Twilight!” Luna shouted back to the shut door.
  744. >”Twil—ht?!”
  745. >Yes! A letter from Twilight! Twilight Sparkle!” Luna said as she moved closer to Celestia’s voice.
  746.  
  747. >”I assumed you would have desired it with haste!” she continued loudly with her muzzle now almost touching the front of the bathroom door.
  748. >"Bu—wi—h C—zy! Toil—tra—”
  749. >”What was that?! Are you in the hot tub? If so, I can teleport it over?!”
  750.  
  751. >Luna wasn’t sure if she got another reply after that. Things were hard to discern and the seedy smell in the room was already getting to her. She didn’t dislike the scent of mares per say. But knowing that it came from her own sister, prevented her from finding any enjoyment in it. The only time she did, was when more ponies were invited.
  752.  
  753. >”This is getting ridiculous!” she snapped, facehoofing herself. It was far too early for her to be dealing with this right now. So, throwing caution to the wind she brought a hoof down on the door lever. Depressing it and opening the door up.
  754.  
  755. >“I said I have a lett—”
  756.  
  757. >Luna knew patience wasn’t one of her virtuous whenever she was tired or in a hurry. But in moments like these, she always regretted not having been more careful.
  758. >Infront of her she saw Cozy Glow, the filly was lying next to her sister’s expansive hot tube. Arranged over the flat portion of the marble-tiled spa shell. With her hindlegs sticking out from the edge of it.
  759.  
  760. >Below the filly’s hindlegs was a shallow, plastic container full of large, mushy horse apples. Their size indicating which of the two they had come out of.
  761. >And using nothing but an unshod forehoof, her sister was messily scooping the loose apples out from the container, before bringing them up and forwards. Aligning and pushing them deeply into Cozy Glow’s tailhole with the help of a small dildo. Seemingly stuffing her insides full.
  762.  
  763. >The stench and sight was unpleasant enough by itself—but what made things worse—was how the entirety of the filly’s round backside—had been completely smeared with her sister’s raw dung. There didn’t seem to be a single available spot on her rump that had been spared the dirty treatment. Not even between her spread cheeks. As though her sister had purposefully spent several minutes eagerly rubbing her mess into her pink coat.
  764.  
  765. >And from her vantagepoint Luna could also see a big, stallion-shaped toy aggressively stir beneath her sister’s elevated tail. Making her folds drip and wink against the phallic intruder.
  766. >Luna instinctually knew that she must’ve used a binding spell on it. As nothing that intense or big could possibly stay in place otherwise.
  767.  
  768. >”Just a sec-cond~!” Celestia suddenly called out to her as she prodded inbetween the filly’s hind cheeks. Her usual, regal voice perceptibly shaky and heated.
  769.  
  770. >Wearily Luna waited and watched as her sister finished forcing some of her excrement into Cozy Glow’s rear. Seeing her white, albeit less than pristine hoof, work the deceptively long dildo into the pegasus muddy tailhole. Inserting and leaving the flexible silicone half-buried out of her anus.
  771. >With a pleased smile Celestia then took her matted hoof and patted directly on Cozy Glow’s grimy bottom. Whilst simultaneously leaning in—close to her much smaller side—and whispered something that sounded like *”no oopsies”* to Luna. Before turning around and walking up to her by the doorway.
  772.  
  773. >”Lulu! I’m sorry about the smell… and the mess. You mentioned som-eething 'mnhha' about Twilight?” Celestia inquired with a blush. Awash with both excitement and embarrassment as the toy vibrated and flexed loudly behind her.
  774. >”Yes… that is correct,” Luna responded in a neutral tone. Trying to seem as nonjudgmental as she possibly could. “We received a letter from her.”
  775.  
  776. >Lifting her right wing up she then neatly grabbed the envelope veiled safely within, offering it over with a hoof.
  777. >”Oh! Very good!” Celestia happily chirped as she reached out for it. Visibly delighted by the news.
  778. >However, as she was about to grab the letter, she stopped herself. Minding her unclean forehooves she instead wrapped the message up in her golden aura. Leaving it carefully on a nearby shelf for later reading in private.
  779.  
  780. >”Thank you Luna, should 'mnnhff' I wake you up for din-nner in a few hours?”
  781. >”No, that’s quite alright, take your time and have fun with Cozy. I’ll join you sometime tomorrow instead.”
  782. >”Absolutely, tomor-rrow it is!”
  783.  
  784. >With an agreeing nod Luna withdrew from the bathroom. Hearing her sister ignite her horn up as she did. And as she went to close the door she saw Celestia summon forth one of her custom retention plugs. Magically placing the item down besides Cozy Glow on the spa shell. Then, redirecting her magic lower, she spread and held her dirty rear open. Pulling the dildo out of her and grabbing more of her lumpy horse apples up from the reeking container below.
  785.  
  786. >Luna halted for the briefest of moments as she recognized the design of the plug from previous conversations she’d had with her sister. When she was showing off Twilight wearing one around the mansion. Recalling it was one of the few types Celestia used whenever she intended to keep her playthings obstructed for prolonged periods of time. In most cases, days.
  787.  
  788. >Then, as Luna clicked the door shut behind her and was about to teleport away from the now malodorous, migraine inducing room; she could unmistakably hear Cozy Glow’s utterly distraught cries break out from under it. Screaming out in panicked distress.
  789.  
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  795.  
  796. >Day: 1184
  797.  
  798. >Relaxing in her hot tub Celestia counted the minutes as she stared up at her high ceiling. Gazing at the painting she had made almost four centuries ago.
  799. >Studying the imperfections in the minuscule brush lines that annoyed her till this day.
  800.  
  801. >And just when she was beginning to contemplate incineration of the piece, she heard a tentative knock on her bathroom door.
  802. >”Come in my precious filly!” she said aloud. Enchanting her voice so that Twilight could clearly hear her.
  803.  
  804. >Celestia watched with intrigue as Twilight entered and closed the door behind her. Remaining motionless in the warm waters as her lover briskly walked up to her by the tub. The cute thing moved with a distinctively troubled gait. Like she was in dire use of the lavatory.
  805.  
  806. >”Mother, I c-can’t hold on for much longer!” she pleaded, her need obvious.
  807. >”Oh, is that so? It has only been half an hour; do you think the suppositories have all finished melting?”
  808. >”D-definitely! The-y have!”
  809. >”Well, if you are certain.”
  810.  
  811. >Celestia leisurely stepped out of the tub. And once she was standing on the tiles, she used a spell to dry herself off.
  812. >Taking her time with it she dried one part of her body at a time. Enjoying herself as the adorable alicorn before her, squirmed nonstop on her hooves.
  813.  
  814. >When she was eventually done, Celestia met Twilight’s vision with an affectionate, yet playful smile.
  815. >”I want you to turn around and lift your tail high for me. Then you may potty.”
  816.  
  817. >With a burning blush Twilight looked back at her. Nervously blinking and biting her lip.
  818. >”On the f-floor?”
  819. >”Yes,” came the short answer.
  820.  
  821. >”B-but… then you will…,” Twilight struggled to complete her sentence.
  822. >During the last two days, her regal mother had been instructing her to openly mess herself as she stood behind her and observed. “*To check if she was doing it right,”* she had told her.
  823. >Even with her experience, the utter humiliation of it had been difficult to contend with. As unlike when she watched her go in her diapers. Or in the toilet. She still wasn’t actually able to see *it* come directly out of her.
  824.  
  825. >Normally, such degrading acts were reserved for Cozy Glow. When they were playing and teasing the filly. It was something they shared in, to relax. Doing the worst to her so that they could bond without troubling the other. But right now, Celestia wanted more of that from her.
  826.  
  827. >And thus far she had only successfully done it once yesterday. The memories were enough to destabilize her already tense mind. She had wanted to outright disappear from existence following the shameful ordeal. Especially as Celestia kept commenting on the amount and the colour while she was going. Even wiping her slowly afterwards to drag everything out. There was no way she could do another repeat so soon.
  828.  
  829. >”Twilight!” Celestia said in a firm tone when she didn’t turn around fast enough. “Are you being a disobedient foal?”
  830. >”I’m s-orry mommy! But I-I can’t, not today a-again please!” she begged, a panicked look spreading across her face.
  831.  
  832. >”You will be young lady!” the older alicorn disapprovingly answered. Stomping and pointing over to the rubber chaise longue in the room. “Lay down on it this instant! Unless you want a spanking aswell?!”
  833. >”No, m-mother!” her lips quivered as she hurried over to the long chair.
  834.  
  835. >With a fake huff Celestia went over to a wall cabinet. Opening it she retrieved a strap-on harness and a dildo from it.
  836. >The shaft she picked out was flexible and unflared. It didn’t have much girth, but what it lacked in thickness, it more than made up with its length.
  837.  
  838. >Once Celestia had secured the dildo between her hindlegs, she liberally smeared it with lube, and then walked up to the wriggling alicorn waiting on the rubber longue.
  839. >As she moved, she was able to feel the sex toy wetly bounce and trail underneath her barrel. It almost reached up to her forelegs.
  840.  
  841. >Twilight looked to her side as she saw Celestia near her. Worriedly scrutinizing the lengthy toy she was now wearing.
  842.  
  843. >”Eyes forward!” Celestia ordered as she caught her staring.
  844. >”Y-yes, sorry!” she weakly meeped out. Desperately hoping she hadn’t made her situation any worse.
  845.  
  846. >The predatory smile that curled upon Celestia’s muzzle would have given her away.
  847. >Fortunately, she knew that Twilight was going to be too *distracted* in a moment; to notice how much she was relishing her slight disobedience. Having used a wider harness than necessary to strategically cover her dripping marehood.
  848.  
  849. >With her desires concealed Celestia placed her white forehooves besides Twilight’s waist. Then draped her large frame forward. Only stopping to align the tip of her strap-on dildo with her tailhole.
  850. >Pushing inside she then continued to move further up on her back, until the resistance of her full bowels became noticeable.
  851.  
  852. >”Mooommmmyyyyy!!! I, I a-m, gooiinngg to—"
  853. >Before she could even finish her sentence Twilight heard herself noisily flatulate and expel around Celestia’s silicone penis. To urgently make room for her far reaching toy. Yet at the same time, she wasn’t able to fully defecate because of it in the way.
  854.  
  855. >”There we go sweetheart, I hope you think about this very experience the next time you refuse to potty,” Celestia said in milder, albeit still chastising tone. Giving her several deep thrusts to drive the point home.
  856.  
  857. >”Yeeeesss 'ughh-ahaa' I-I will… 'gffhaahh' behave!”
  858. >”Good girl, now lay still and accept your punishment.”
  859.  
  860. >And with that Celestia began rocking her thighs back and forth. Ramming into her clenching tailhole as lumps of excrement squeezed out from within her. Some of her dung fell between them, clinging onto their coats, and some of it landed on the floor.
  861.  
  862. >The odor quickly became noticeable around them. To Twilight, her own scent became an unbearable reminder of her failure to listen. And now she was also messing and staining Celestia’s perfect coat with her filth.
  863.  
  864. >It was too much for her.
  865.  
  866. >”Whhaaahhhhhhhh, moooommmmyyyyy I-I a-m sowwwyyy! Uhhhuuhhuuhuuu-whhhaaaahhhhh!”
  867. >Kicking and thrashing she tried to get off, to apologize for disgracing her pearl exterior.
  868.  
  869. >”My my, what a fussy foal~, guess we are going to need the paddle after all.” Celestia said with finality in her voice. Thrusting into her harder and faster. Nearing her hips with hers as fresh manure continued to push out from her tailhole. Splattering and mushing between them.
  870.  
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  877. >Day: 1198
  878.  
  879. >Celestia had been feeding her a lot of regular food today. Which greatly worried Cozy Glow as it could only mean one or two bad things. Either she was going to be sitting in a smelly diaper for several hours. Or Celestia was getting her ready for a *potty bouncing* session.
  880.  
  881. >Dreading the second option she set out to find her alicorn owner as her stomach began to cramp badly. She had tried stalling as best she could but she knew she couldn’t wait for much longer. And it was never worth risking a mess without a diaper on.
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  884.  
  885. >Soon after she managed to find Celestia in her painting room. She was standing next to Luna and talking about some complex motifs she’d never heard of.
  886. >And as she approached the two alicorns they turned and looked down at her.
  887.  
  888. >”I-I’m so sorry to disturb you both,” Cozy Glow said humbly whilst prostrating herself. “I don’t deserve to be anywhere near your graceful perfection.”
  889. >”No, you don’t,” Luna replied maliciously. Almost growling at her.
  890.  
  891. >”Now now, be nice sister. You know frowning like that only ruins your youthful complexion.”
  892. >”Ugh, come off it Tia. We’ve had this discussion before. I’m basically as ancient as you are. There is nothing *young* about me.”
  893. >”That’s not what the delivery stallion last week seemed to think. He hardly looked at me yet he tried his utmost to catch a glimpse underneath your tail.”
  894. >”S-sister please! Not infront of the *her*. It’s embarrassing.”
  895.  
  896. >With a sly giggle Celestia turned away from her sister. Taking her gaze towards the waiting filly.
  897. >”Well?” she said expectantly, already knowing what Cozy Glow wanted but preferred hearing her say it out loud.
  898.  
  899. >”May I… p-please go and poop miss?” she stammered out, her muzzle turning bright red with each word.
  900. >Luna immediately broke out in laughter as she heard what she needed permission to do from her older sister.
  901. >”Does the little foal need a helping hoof to wipe behind her hindlegs aswell?” Luna continued to ridicule and mock her. Watching the filly turn crimson and shift on her hooves.
  902.  
  903. >”Don’t mind her Cozy,” Celestia interrupted. Draping a gentle wing over her. “And no, there won’t be any need for that. Let’s go and get you ready for your potty bouncing~.”
  904.  
  905. >”Potty bouncing?” Luna asked curiously. “Should I even ask?”
  906. >”Its part of her *special* toilet training that we enjoy doing together. I don’t think partaking would be of much interest to you. But you’re more than welcome to come and watch if you’d like?”
  907. >”No, I believe you are right. Let’s convene later at the spa instead? Our new masseurs should be arriving by four.”
  908.  
  909. >”Oh, is that so~?” Celestia replied with whimsical undertones in her voice, lifting the worried pegasus up on her back. “Well, I certainly hope you don’t forget to bring your favorite red bridle and scente—"
  910. >”D-don’t you dare utter another word sister!” Luna flusteredly stomped, cutting her off midsentence.
  911. >”I wouldn’t dream of it Lulu~, I’ll see you in a little bit then.”
  912.  
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  914.  
  915. >Shortly thereafter Cozy Glow found herself together with Celestia inside of her private nursery.
  916. >Both of them were sitting upright on the crib bed. With the filly straddled over Celestia’s lap. Facing the alicorn with her small hooves clinging onto her ample barrel.
  917.  
  918. >And whilst in this *hugging position* the filly was forced to ride on Celestia’s smooth, strap-on dildo. Taking the dildo hard in her tailhole she nimbly rolled her small hips up and down against the alicorn’s. Wildly bouncing on the shaft and pushing it up into her rear as far as it would go.
  919.  
  920. >While Cozy Glow continued to spear herself on Celestia’s strap-on. She was also forced to deliberately moan like a hungry mare enjoying a pleasurable rut throughout.
  921.  
  922. >”Ohhh yesss Celesttiiia! I l-love your thick ’gah-hha’ rod in m-yy tight little hiney! G-ive me ’fhahha’ more of y-your ’oofhh’ perfeect cock!”
  923.  
  924. >The intense, vulgar squelching from her anal penetration, combined with her wanton begging for more. Formed a salacious melody that would make any listener standing outside the door jealous.
  925.  
  926. >And then, as the shaft below her got progressively covered in her own dung, Cozy Glow had to pause and climb off it.
  927. >Reaching down for it she instead opened her mouth up and took the dildo into her throat. Giving the fake member oral sex she sloppily sucked and licked it clean of her slick, horrible tasting waste. All the while being required to gaze deeply into Celestia’s provoking eyes.
  928.  
  929. >”Mmm~, s-soo… tashfty ’urgffh’ ahnd b-hbig!” she gagged out with the length still in her mouth. Washing and dragging her tongue all over it.
  930.  
  931. >When the shaft had been mostly cleaned from any manure, Cozy Glow let go of it and swallowed with a noticeable shudder, before quickly climbing back into Celestia’s lap. Once in her embrace again she seated herself down on the upwards-pointing dildo. Adjusting her tailhole over the toy she slowly let it re-enter her back passage. Sinking down on it until her thighs met Celestia’s.
  932.  
  933. >And once Cozy Glow had fully embedded herself on the dildo, she returned her hooves onto the alicorn’s upper frame, leaning into her for support the same way a lover would. And then she began steadily rocking the toy in and out of her rump again. Vigorously working the stiff member and quickly giving the phallus another layer of brown.
  934.  
  935. >However, just before she started leaking too much over Celestia’s coat, she had to stop and climb off it like earlier. Leaning down she took the smeared dildo back into her mouth. Both straining and moaning whorishly around the shaft as she sucked and swallowed the bitter mess away from it.
  936.  
  937. >This drawn-out process continued for almost an hour, until little of Cozy Glow’s excrement could be gathered from the strap-on dildo anymore.
  938. >And as a good portion of her previously full bottom had been emptied—and now returned into her stomach—the need to expel was momentarily forgotten. Replaced by burning shame and soreness instead.
  939.  
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  941.  
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  943.  
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  945.  
  946. >Day: 1244
  947.  
  948. >”Momm-mfffpmmy! Moomomyfhhmnnhaa!” Twilight begged through the gag in her mouth as she heard the door behind her open.
  949.  
  950. >”Yes honey I’ll be right with you~,” Celestia calmly replied as she entered into her playroom.
  951.  
  952. >”Pleeeehhh-heeeaaffffffffhhheeee-ooohhmffphhhh!”
  953.  
  954. >Stifling a laugh Celestia made her way over to the panting and sweating alicorn. Having left her chained upright on the floor for about an hour. Making her straddle over an enchanted saddle.
  955.  
  956. >The enchanted seat she was on had a silicone pad running vertically alongst it. With two indented attachment points trailing its narrow length. Which allowed for any sized sex toy to be added ontop of it.
  957. >And currently the pad had two substantial phalluses sticking up from it. Both crammed tightly into Twilight’s swollen marehood and tailhole. And due to the immensely strong runes imbedded within the saddle. The faux penises were unremittingly stimulating her nethermost depths.
  958.  
  959. >Of all the riding saddles Celestia had this particular one was by far the most powerful. Even straight from the factory the saddle was considered *abit over the top* by many. Needing several skillful unicorns to imbue and craft.
  960. >But with her own perfected amplification runes added to it. The saddle became something altogether different.
  961.  
  962. >Thinking about it Celestia actually doubted that she had a single toy in her entire inventory more intense than what she had bound Twilight into. The combined vibrating, thrusting and gyrating prowess of the saddle. Coupled with its sheer strength. Could easily become disturbingly unpleasant, if not downright painful past any of its medium settings. Which is why she seldom used it herself.
  963.  
  964. >”There there,” Celestia cooed as she gently stroked Twilight’s disheveled mane. Before reaching up and looking into the clear bag hanging over the purple alicorn. Having deliberately left it where Twilight could see it.
  965. >The bag had been full an hour ago of Celestia’s slick ejaculates, but was now almost half empty. The constraining clip on the tube leading to Twilight’s gag assured that it would trickle out very slowly.
  966.  
  967. >”Only half done my love~,” Celestia said huskily. Kissing Twilight on her wrapped horn.
  968. >The intricate accessory covering her horn not only helped subdue her magical abilities, but it also prevented her from passing out.
  969.  
  970. >”Mnnaaahhh! Mommmmmm noomooreee-hahhhoooaannnnhhhhnn!”
  971.  
  972. >”Shhh, its okay sweetheart. I’m here~,” Celestia continued in a maternal tone. Nuzzling against her tear stained cheeks. Enjoying Twilight’s precious scent and warmth as she whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Reminding her just how beautiful and perfect she is.
  973.  
  974. >Then, after having embraced Twilight for a minute, Celestia withdrew from her to examine her more closely. And as she did, she quickly noticed a fault in the fortified chains that were binding her.
  975. >Thus, being as careful as she possibly could, Celestia surrounded Twilight in her loving magic. Trying to make her feel safe as she firmly tugged her downwards onto the saddle. To ensure that her winking clitoris would be making direct contact with the raised bump on the vibrating pad. Then she snapped two of the loose chain links away.
  976.  
  977. >”Mnnnahhhhhiiiiiiee-ohooouffhhhggoohhoo! Uufgghfffaaaahhiiiiiiiiiieee!”
  978.  
  979. >Twilight loudly shrieked out as her sore clit pressed flat against the incessant pad. Instantly climaxing she squirted and squealed several times over. The muscles around her haunches erratically contracting hard between the saddle. Causing her to fervently clench her stuffed holes.
  980.  
  981. >”Much better~,” Celestia said as she watched Twilight uncontrollably orgasm again and again. Her eyes rolling back from the extreme overload of pleasure and strain.
  982.  
  983. >Then, reaching down with her magic, Celestia delicately took hold of Twilight’s clit. Fully unfolding her love button and pinning it against the vibrating pad with a spell, before changing the intensity of the saddle from high, to max.
  984.  
  985. >”Ughffahhhhhhhhufffhhhhhhhmmnnuuuffhhh-aaahhhhhuufhhhhmmnnooohffaaahhhhhmmhfff!”
  986.  
  987. >”Now don’t worry my beautiful sunshine~. I will be back in another hour or so once you’ve finished drinking my essence,” Celestia concluded, moving back towards the door.
  988.  
  989. >Without a doubt Celestia knew that there might’ve been a chance earlier that Twilight could’ve reached for the saddle controls. Even with her horn wrapped like it was; given her incredible abilities.
  990.  
  991. >But looking at her now Celestia realized just how thoroughly lost she was. The increased intensity clearly pushing her over the limits of what her mind and body could manage. Leaving her squealing, babbling and moaning in equally fractured measure. Fully consumed by the insufferable pleasure occurring from below.
  992.  
  993. >And so, after listening to her sweet, broken howls for a moment more. Celestia closed the door and teleported into her bedroom. Where she had previously left Cozy Glow.
  994.  
  995. >Emerging within her bedroom Celestia quickly approached the startled filly and grabbed her up by the collar. Then placed her down on the bed, joining her in it.
  996.  
  997. >With her back now resting on comfortable pillows, Celestia invitingly spread her hindlegs wide for Cozy Glow. Then she lowered her forehooves down to her own winking vulva, dividing and holding her thick labia lips open. Closely showing the filly her drenched vagina, before pulling her forwards once more. To service her marehood for another long, and very wet hour.
  998.  
  999. ---
  1000.  
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  1002.  
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  1004.  
  1005. >Day: 1491
  1006.  
  1007. >”Nice diaper,” Luna derisively said as Cozy Glow entered the spacious living room. The filly was dressed up like a baby foal. Wearing a flowery green dress that didn’t reach far down enough to cover up her poofy diaper. And her mane was bunched up in two with the help of rubber manebands, giving her a typical twintails look. Around her neck hung a pacifier that swayed as she walked.
  1008.  
  1009. >”Aww, such a precious little foal~! Yes, yes, you are~!” Celestia endearingly doted as she took Cozy Glow within her magic and lifted her towards them. Gently placing her down into Luna’s lap on the couch with a crinkle.
  1010.  
  1011. >”Yes, very *adorable*, ” Luna stated as she took a hoof to the blushing filly’s diaper. Squeezing and patting on the crinkling shell to humiliate her further.
  1012.  
  1013. >”Tia I’ve noticed that you’ve been keeping her in diapers for several days now. Not a rare sight by any means but I’m guessing there’s something more to it?”
  1014. >”Yes, that’s correct sister, as observant as always. But its one of *those* activities again. Quite the challenging one I might add.”
  1015. >”I figured as much. Yet I fail to see how this *continuous wearing* could be all that punishing for her. Or entertaining. I’m sure I’ll regret asking, but do appease my curiosity?”
  1016.  
  1017. >”Very well Luna. She’s currently undergoing what I call *dinner stacking*. Its when she repeatedly consumes her own messes for a number of consecutive days in a row. Recycling her diaper fillings until her soil becomes markedly dark and foul.”
  1018. >”Wow that is… surprisingly severe sister, and gross for that matter,” Luna remarked with astonishment, before looking down at the filly in her lap. “Are you enjoying your little meals Cozy?”
  1019. >”Y-yes mistress Luna. I-I love them….”
  1020. >”I’m sure you do,” she said with a laugh, bouncing the filly hard in her lap. “And what exactly happens when she gets to her last *dinner?*” the alicorn continued asking.
  1021.  
  1022. >”Oh, that won’t be for a while yet. But at that point I’ll send after Twilight. She’ll come and pick her up. And then she’ll take her back and parade her around the castle in her cute getup for a few days. Letting everycreature there see her dark, and very smelly diaper.”
  1023. >Hearing this Luna erupted in laughter, needing a full minute to calm herself down.
  1024.  
  1025. >”I can scant imagine a worse fate for her, but are you sure that’s wise sister? The staff and dignitaries might disclose the event to the commoners.”
  1026. >”Not to worry Lulu, our younger protégé has done some rather interesting changes to the castle of late. With adjustments and privileges exclusively for us royals to enjoy. You honestly should visit her more often.”
  1027. >”What kinds of changes exactly?”
  1028. >”Well, for example you could go up to one of the attractive guards stationed there and stroke them to relief on the spot, in front of everyone. And the tabloids would be none the wiser.”
  1029. >”R-really? Why haven’t spoken about this sooner sister?” she said incredulously, trying to get her stiffening wings under control.
  1030.  
  1031. >”It would have been more fun if you’d discovered it for yourself, would it not? As I just suggested, you really should visit Twilight more often. She does care for you alot you know. And I’m positive she would like to thank you for all the pleasant dreams that you’ve given her.”
  1032. >”That may be so, but she loves you and not me. It would be wrong to int—”
  1033. >Celestia took her hoof and gently shushed her sister with a blush.
  1034.  
  1035. >”You’re not incorrect dear, but she’s not the shy thing she once was. So as long as you’re amiable. Then I know she’d love to have you for a night or two.”
  1036. >”Are you… are you truly sure?”
  1037. >”Absolutely, just give her a smile and a few hints. And she'll be under your nightgown in no time—with her very talented—and very attentive tongue.”
  1038. >”Tia! H-have you no modesty left?!” Her voice ruffled by the comment. ”Gahh, fine! I’ll go. But not because of anything you said about her tongue or the stallions.”
  1039. >”I’m sure sister.”
  1040.  
  1041. >”And as for you,” Celestia directed to Cozy Glow. “I’m guessing you came to us for a reason, no?”
  1042. >”Y-yes miss, I need to… make a s-stinky again,” the apprehensive girl sputtered awkwardly.
  1043. >”That so?” Luna said thoughtfully whilst digging her hoof deep into the back of her diaper. ”Tia I would like to see for myself how *far along* she currently is. If I’m going to Canterlot I might aswell bring her with me. So, would you mind letting me change her for you?"
  1044. >”Go right ahead Luna. I’m merely happy you wish to partake in our fun games for once. However, I implore you to be considerate about my coming intentions for her. I want her whole and alert for her fashion display. Twilight wishes as much herself.”
  1045. >”Yeesh, fine! I get it. No hanging her from the roof by her wings. I promise.”
  1046. >”Exactly dear, thank you for understanding.”
  1047.  
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  1049.  
  1050. >Ten minutes later, and just as she had promised, Luna carefully brought the filly into her own bedchambers. Making her stand and wait while she gathered the select few items she needed from her sister’s guest nursery.
  1051.  
  1052. >And once the dark alicorn had located the three changing supplies she wanted—a yellow changing pad, a pair of plastic diaper covers and a thick diaper—she summoned them into her bedroom. Balancing everything in the air to her right.
  1053.  
  1054. >With some minor annoyance Luna then placed the plush changing pad down on her bedroom floor. Deeming the oak floorboards here to be more than adequate for Cozy Glow’s changing needs.
  1055. >Nevertheless she didn't wish to provoke her sister's ire by deviating too much from a regular change. Not when an upcoming arrangement was near. Knowing Celestia wouldn’t hesitate to discipline even her blue posterior, if she somehow ruined one of her *eccentric* plans.
  1056.  
  1057. >So, with that in mind, Luna cast a basic odour nullifying spell on herself and went up to the nervous filly waiting for her.
  1058. >”We are done with your preparations. Spin around and lift your tail up. You may fill your undergarment,” she said impassively.
  1059. >”Y-es, thank you mistress!” Cozy Glow replied back towards the towering mare. Trying to avoid her judging gaze.
  1060.  
  1061. >With her muzzle red she then quickly turned around and hiked her tail up as ordered. And with her tail raised high she inadvertently moved the last bit of her diminutive dress away in the process. Uncovering herself and giving the alicorn an unobstructed view of her diapered bottom.
  1062.  
  1063. >Concentrating on her embarrassing task Cozy Glow took a few deep breathes. Well aware that Luna was looking directly at her padded rear from behind.
  1064. >After a brief moment of trying to relax she slumped her head down closer to the floor and began pushing and grunting where she stood.
  1065. >And while she struggled to squeeze anything out, flatulence instead forced its way out from her clenching tailhole. The shameful noises making her pout in frustrated disgrace as she strained to go.
  1066.  
  1067. >A minute later of her undignified pushing and her anus finally opened up enough for her. Allowing her to drop several surprisingly dark, and hard horse apples into the backseat of her diaper. Noticeably swelling and tenting it outwardly with the new load.
  1068.  
  1069. >”Pee,” Luna added out of nowhere. And immediately after the alicorn could easily see the back of her now stained diaper, turn from a murky brown, to a dull wet colour. Her urine soaking and tinging the plastic cloth further. Mixing and softening the warm manure already within it.
  1070.  
  1071. >”Pathetic foal,” Luna heartlessly said aloud to the humiliated filly. Staring at her discolored behind as she finished going. “Can’t even use your *widdle diapers* without proper guidance. Now can you?”
  1072. >”I-I’m… a useless f-foal mistress,” Cozy Glow sniffled out in response. Tears forming in her eyes.
  1073.  
  1074. >”No, you certainly have your *uses*, and I’m sure you’ll experience alot with Twilight in a few days. I heard she has a very *extensive* checklist set aside just for you. And when she’s done. I’ll make sure she throws you into the guards latrine tank for a day. Where you belong.”
  1075.  
  1076. >With a disgusted sneer the alicorn took ahold of the mortified filly and placed her down on the changing pad. Resting her withers on the cushioned surface.
  1077. >Then Luna grabbed her rear fetlocks with her magic and lifted her hindlegs skyward. Nonchalantly spreading her legs wide for better access.
  1078.  
  1079. >And whilst holding Cozy Glow’s legs up and spread, Luna drew the green dress that she was wearing backwards. Loosely bunching and pinning the fabric above her waist.
  1080. >With the dress now out of her way Luna continued the changing by ripping the four binding tapes that were keeping the full diaper together.
  1081. >Once they were all open she carefully lowered the topmost cover of the diaper down, gazing at the sickly dark muck within it.
  1082.  
  1083. >”As revolting as I had thought. Fortunately I can’t smell anything. Though I am sure you are utterly enamoured by the scent. Moreover, I can’t even begin to fathom what the taste must be like. Already looks rather fetid to me. But I’m sure you’ll clarify in a moment.”
  1084.  
  1085. >Luna then lifted the filly’s legs slightly higher. Magically pulling the hefty diaper out from beneath her dirty rump. Setting it aside slowly to avoid any undesirable spills.
  1086. >Afterwards she brought the new and unused pair forwards. Using her aura around the disposable attire she first unfolded it. And then she slid the diaper underneath the pegasus raised bottom. Replacing the old with the new.
  1087.  
  1088. >Using no wipes, nor any powders or oils for that matter. Luna quickly closed the fresh diaper up and around Cozy Glow’s pink haunches. Leaving her furless loins wet and messy. Then taped it down with as little slack as possible. Next she got out the plastic diaper covers. The covers were elastic and of leak-resistant design. And as she draped them over Cozy Glow’s now re-padded hind, they hugged snuggly against her diaper. Luna knew the tight covers would keep everything very warm and humid inside. Hoping the filly would develop an uncomfortable rash by tomorrow.
  1089.  
  1090. >”There we go, all *clean* and *secure*,” the alicorn said whilst trying to imitate her older sister. “I’m sure all of this excitement has made your tummy rumble. So, let’s take care of that little issue, and the remaining *laundry* together.
  1091.  
  1092. >Grabbing the filly in her blue aura she levitated her and the dirty diaper over to a broad chair. Placing Cozy Glow infront of the chair before gently lowering the diaper to the floor, between her and the filly.
  1093.  
  1094. >Sitting down on the chair Luna moved a pillow from her bed towards her. Seizing it from the air she placed it behind herself, using it as backrest. Adjusting and getting as comfortable as she could.
  1095. >And once she was perfectly happy with her position. She hovered a bottle of fine wine over and poured herself a glass. Placing the bottle to her side on small table.
  1096.  
  1097. >”You may begin your feast,” she then told Cozy Glow with a sinister smile. “And be slow about it. If I suspect otherwise I’ll fetch you something far worse from *every* pail we have.”
  1098.  
  1099. >Sipping on her wine Luna reclined back somewhat into her chair and watched with amusement as the already woozy filly infront of her; drearily lowered her muzzle down and into the putrid diaper.
  1100.  
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  1102.  
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  1106.  
  1107. >Day: 1582
  1108.  
  1109. >Having just entered into the basement Celestia wrinkled her muzzle at the grim smells of burnt hair and flesh.
  1110. >In front of her Luna stood with a fireplace poker in her hoof. And Cozy Glow was just to her left, strapped down to a gurney that were holding her hindlegs, up and spread, in its metal stirrups.
  1111.  
  1112. >The filly lay passed out on the movable table, breathing heavily with a pained expression affixed on her sleeping visage. Snot, sweat and tears having completely matted the coat around her face.
  1113. >Moving her eyes south Celestia confirmed her suspicions as she saw just how badly wounded her little genitals were. Both her fillyhood and her tailhole had been greatly seared. Leaving them charred and bleeding.
  1114.  
  1115. >Rolling her eyes Celestia looked back to her sister as she placed the still sizzling poker into a fire-holder.
  1116. >”I am not healing *that*,” Celestia said disamused, pointing towards Cozy Glow.
  1117. >”Please Tia, let us not become hasty or unreasonable here. We both know you are vastly better at it than I.”
  1118. >”No, I am sorry Lulu,” the older sister shook her head. “Not this time.”
  1119.  
  1120. >And with that, Celestia could easily see the dejected look growing on Luna’s face. No doubt it would take her hours to mend such injuries alone.
  1121. >Seeing her younger sister saddened was always difficult, but it also fit what she had planned for her today. After all, she was the one that had brought out the fire pokers earlier. Knowing that they would most likely tempt her into doing something like this.
  1122.  
  1123. >”I am not made out of stone Luna. I will heal her, in return for a favour of course.”
  1124. >”A f-favour?” Luna nervously stuttered. Swallowing and immediately blushing at the word.
  1125.  
  1126. >Her older sister’s *favours* were always so very… demeaning. But at the same time, she really didn’t wish to spend hours in the basement, healing Cozy Glow for however long it would take.
  1127.  
  1128. >”Fine, I accept.” Luna hesitantly agreed. “But I must ask, why are you even down here? Were you not *busy* with Twilight just a moment ago?"
  1129.  
  1130. >"Yes, but the poor thing had another *happy accident* without my permission. And I wanted to know if you were willing to hold her forehooves down for me, while I apply the cane to her shapely rear.”
  1131.  
  1132. >"Truly? That does sound like some rather splendid fun!" Luna tittered with sudden glee in her voice. Her dejected frown gone. "I shall gladly assist you. Just give me a second to stop Cozy Glow from bleeding any further.”
  1133.  
  1134. >And with that Luna turned to the fainted filly on the gurney. Using her blue magic she snapped open all of the binds that had been keeping her from thrashing about. Then brought her drooping form up in the air. Walking and carrying her over to a nearby wall, where several shackles jutted out from the bricks.
  1135.  
  1136. >Opening a pair of claps Luna took Cozy Glow’s front hooves and locked her fetlocks into the shackles. Keeping her upright on the wall.
  1137. >Then she took hold of her pink mane. Roughly bundling her hair up and lifting her upwards, until her rearward hooves left the slate floor.
  1138.  
  1139. >Seeing that her back hooves were no longer meeting the floor, Luna then tied her bundled mane onto another shackle above her head on the wall. Adjusting and making sure that her hooves could just barely reach down and touch the floor. Letting her mane support most of her weight.
  1140.  
  1141. >After having secured Cozy Glow to her liking, Luna directed her magic over to shelf full of bondage gear that she had personally modified. From the shelf she located a pair of faux leather belts that she would need. Retrieving and levitated them towards her suspended prisoner.
  1142.  
  1143. >The first belt was wide and inflexible. Reinforced along the edges it looked like it was made to hold up heavy tools around a pony’s barrel without warping.
  1144. >Opening the belt up Luna then looped it around Cozy Glow. Buckling it tightly down where her small teats had previously been. As unlike her scorched loins, her mammaries had been crushed open with pliers. And were now slowly leaking red down her hindlegs.
  1145.  
  1146. >Once the first belt had been tightened around her teats, Luna brought the second belt up. This belt didn’t have any reinforcement points. Although it was just as wide and thick as the first one, but a lot more flexible.
  1147. >And with the flexible belt in her hoof, Luna proceeded to remove the spiky insert that resided within it. Having no use for it this time. With the insert gone, she took one end of the belt and threaded it between Cozy Glow’s suspended legs. Fastening it at the very back of the first belt already around her.
  1148. >Then she pulled the other end of the belt forward. Letting the faux leather ride up, and over, Cozy Glow’s burnt genitals. The closed belt covered her entire sex, back to front, and acted as a crude crotch tourniquet.
  1149.  
  1150. >However, Luna didn’t stop, she continued to pull on the overlapping belt. Harshly driving and digging the leather into the filly’s severely damaged loins. The extreme, constricting pressure would ensure that she wouldn’t be able to bleed out, whilst also forcing her to endure immense agony.
  1151.  
  1152. >And when Luna felt like she couldn’t possibly tug on the belt anymore without breaking Cozy Glow’s hips apart. She used a metal lock to secure it to the front of the first belt. Completing and cinching the excruciating belts to one another.
  1153.  
  1154. >”I am sure she will be thrilled once she wakes up,” Celestia flatly stated as she saw her sister finish tying Cozy Glow up on the wall. “Now will you please hurry along? I believe you have kept Twilight waiting for long enough.”
  1155.  
  1156. ---
  1157.  
  1158. >Luna found herself quickly regretting their previous agreement. As her sister had opted to use her given favour, directly after having aided with Twilight’s brief chastisement.
  1159.  
  1160. >And now she had to lie next to her younger counterpart, together in a crib bed. Both of them were wearing exceedingly infantile clothing. With their muzzles stuck between her sister’s spread legs. Steadily nursing from her lactating teats.
  1161. >Wetly sucking and drinking as Celestia’s winking marehood, shamelessly dripped with fragrant excitement below them. Unhinderedly filling their nostrils with her indecent scents.
  1162.  
  1163. >Luna would have been thankful if that had been it, but the pink diaper covering her hindquarters, and the still unused laxatives she had spotted prior, told her that she was going to be stuck like this for a while yet.
  1164.  
  1165. >And then, to her embarrassed dismay, Luna felt a broad hoof gently guide her head further downwards. A short moment later she was making her own sister moan loudly in immoral pleasure. Servicing her sharp-tasting nethers as Twilight intimately advised on how she liked to be licked the most.
  1166.  
  1167. ---
  1168.  
  1169. ---
  1170.  
  1171. ---
  1172.  
  1173. >Day: 1586
  1174.  
  1175. >Walking into the kitchen Luna had to stop and laugh as she saw Twilight sitting in a highchair. The younger alicorn was wearing only a pink bib and a white diaper. The undergarment below her was comically pressing out to the sides of the chair. Making her look both cute and silly at the same time.
  1176.  
  1177. >”Oh, what’s happening here sister?” Luna asked with a smirk over her muzzle.
  1178. >”Just feeding my little one~," came Celestia’s cheerful answer, before cutting into the vegetable pie on the tray.
  1179. >”Is that so,” the amusement was clear in Luna’s voice. And as she took her gaze toward Twilight’s, she saw her cheeks markedly bloom from the attention.
  1180.  
  1181. >With a small slice on her spoon, Celestia raised the utensil up and brought the oval into her own mouth. Then she began chewing on the flavorful piece. Lovingly staring into Twilight’s apprehensive eyes as she did.
  1182.  
  1183. >Tilting her head, Luna openly watched as her sister leaned forward, and then brought her mouth near Twilight’s.
  1184. >Luna received a nervous side glance from the seated alicorn. Yet she didn’t say anything to her. Instead, she moved to meet her sister’s mouth. Opening her own she then locked her lips with hers as they met. And in a gentle motion, the two of them began undulating their entwined mouths together. But only the muscles around Twilight’s throat were contracting.
  1185.  
  1186. >The dark alicorn had seen this intimate kiss feeding before. It was usually accompanied by their more bonding *mother and foal* time. And she knew Twilight was rather emotional and vulnerable during such sessions. Celestia had explained as much herself.
  1187. >And the change in Twilight’s personality, had never failed to amuse her. It was especially adorable how docile and unsure she became in her presence.
  1188.  
  1189. >Because of this, Luna couldn’t help but tease her a little.
  1190. >”Is this how you need to feed her Tia? To avoid getting everything on the floor?”
  1191.  
  1192. >After a few seconds Celestia pulled back. Her empty tongue retracting into her mouth as she parted from Twilight.
  1193.  
  1194. >”Both yes and no Luna. You see my little foal here thought she was big enough for regular food today. And not the baby food and formula that I had already prepared for her. It would have been wasteful to let it sit and spoil would it not? But then she had to go and throw a big tantrum about it when I suggested that we wait with the solids until tomorrow. And to calm her down enough to eat anything. I had to indulge her with the nourishment she so readily desired.”
  1195.  
  1196. >”Is that the truth Twilight? You should know that wasting food is very inappropriate. Especially for a growing foal.”
  1197.  
  1198. >”B-but aunty…,” Twilight stuttered out, her entire muzzle flushed. “She adds… e-extra *ingredients* into the formula that makes my t-tummy rumble. And I wanted to play outside first.”
  1199.  
  1200. >”Such things are not for you to decide,” Luna shock her head. “Besides, you are wearing your nappies for a reason. How and when your mother decides you need to use them, is also not up to you.”
  1201.  
  1202. >”Yes aunty,” Twilight replied with a whisper. Looking down at the tray.
  1203.  
  1204. >It was then Luna noticed the elegant, silver spoon lying on the table right next to them. It was long and thin. With slightly broader head than normal.
  1205.  
  1206. >”Hmm?” Luna curiously hummed as she picked the stirring implement up. Feeling its moderate weight in her hoof. Remembering that she had a set just like these engraved somewhere.
  1207.  
  1208. >Like before, Celestia stopped to pull back from Twilight. She had been swirling and mixing the food between their tongues. Leaving Twilight lightly panting from the action.
  1209.  
  1210. >Celestia then turned to Luna, seeing her hold the spoon.
  1211. >”That is for her delicate area later, for when we conclude our lunch here.”
  1212. >”Delicate area?”
  1213. >”Yes, for her naughty little fillyhood. She knows I disapprove of her tantrums Lulu. And her bottom still needs some more time to recover from yesterday’s spanking over my lap.”
  1214.  
  1215. >”Ouch,” was all Luna said, laughing and placing the spoon back on the table. Then stepped up to the kissing pair.
  1216.  
  1217. >Twilight, whom was currently ringing from hoof to head with embarrassment, was too busy swallowing around Celestia’s mouth to notice Luna walk up to her. Until she was standing over her, with her muzzle next to her ear.
  1218.  
  1219. >”Its going to hurt later when you take her shaft,” Luna wryly stated. Blowing into Twilight’s ear and causing her to shiver in her seat.
  1220.  
  1221. >With a muffled snicker Celestia didn’t stop kissing Twilight when she overheard what her sister had said. She would have agreed with her sentiment. But her tongue was too preoccupied with transferring pre-chewed pie into her lover’s mouth, to rightly respond.
  1222.  
  1223. ---
  1224.  
  1225. >Sitting across the kitchen Luna was enjoying her hot beverage, and the assortment of small pastries lining the countertop. The pastries were neatly stacked within domed, glass plates. Some of the delectables were probably years old. But the domes kept them perfectly fresh.
  1226.  
  1227. >And when she was about to reach for her cup again. She saw movement through one of their wide serving windows.
  1228. >From her vantagepoint, she could see how her sister was pulling Twilight’s diaper down with her hooves. Revealing her sore, well powdered bottom. And after helping her step out from it. She raised Twilight’s tail up and brought a hoof inbetween her soft cheeks. Squeezing and pulling out a snug butt plug from her tailhole in one go.
  1229. >Dropping the anal toy into the diaper, Celestia then took a paper towel and quickly wiped her anus. Tossing the soiled paper into the diaper as well. And once her sister was done with her posterior, she seized Twilight by an ear and led her towards the central kitchen table. Assisting her down on it, with her back resting on a thick mat.
  1230.  
  1231. >They were now talking. And so, Luna used a spell to better hear them.
  1232. >”… until I am satisfied you have learned your lesson missy!”
  1233. >”Y-yes mommy!”
  1234. >”Honestly, you have been nothing but a hoofful since yesterday. Demanding frequent changes because you thought your messy diaper was embarrassing infront of Luna. And today. Throwing tantrums over your meals.”
  1235. >”I’m s-sorry! I won’t do i-it again!”
  1236. >”You better not if you know what’s good for you! Now lie still, and keep your hindlegs furled and wide. Close them even once, and you will be sleeping with another enema in your hiney.”
  1237.  
  1238. >It took alot of Luna’s willpower not to burst out laughing from what she was hearing. She wondered if sleeping with a rear full of water would even allow for any actual sleep. It certainly gave her some perspective. When she had seen Twilight the other day at breakfast. Being so very tired and bloated.
  1239. >She had always assumed that her sister had *treated* her after their rest together. Not before it.
  1240.  
  1241. >Luna’s interest grew as Celestia positioned herself perpendicular to Twilight, before taking the familiar metal spoon into her right hoof.
  1242. >Standing by her side, her sibling then raised the spoon up and away from Twilight’s marehood. And with no delays, slapped it hard between her spread haunches.
  1243.  
  1244. >*Thwap!*
  1245. >”Afffhhhhaaa!”
  1246.  
  1247. >A mixture of incredulity and amusement washed over Luna as she saw her sister swing the spoon.
  1248. >“That was a surprisingly stern hit she just gave her,” she thought to herself. The serious shaking Twilight did in response, only confirmed as much.
  1249.  
  1250. >*Thwap!*
  1251. >”Fwaahhhaaaa! Mommyyyyyyy!”
  1252.  
  1253. >*Thwap!*
  1254. >”Ahhhhhhaaaaa! Pl-pleaaaaseee, n-not on my cli—!”
  1255.  
  1256. >*Thwap!*
  1257. >”Gaaahhaaaahhhiiiieeeee!”
  1258.  
  1259. >Casting a hidden mirror into the kitchen, Luna used it to get a closer look at the ongoing chastisement. From her seat she could now see that Celestia was exposing Twilight’s clitoris with her magic. Making it easier for her to hit.
  1260.  
  1261. >Witnessing this, Luna cast another spell. This time a small, vibrating rune that she placed underneath her left hoof. Then she reached down and brought the hoof to her damp marehood. Slowly rubbing herself as she took in the midday show.
  1262. >Her bedtime entertainment was certainly getting more and more interesting by the day.
  1263.  
  1264. >Sipping on her tea with her right, Luna looked on as her sister repeatedly struck Twilight’s sensitive sex. And within a minute from having started, she could already see how the labia lips on her vulva, were beginning to lightly swell from the punishment. Turning a fuller hue of red as the spoon landed firmly on them. Then, after watching her receive two particularly hard hits on her vaginal opening in a row, quickly followed by one on her clit. Twilight began crying.
  1265.  
  1266. >”Uwahhaaahhhhhhhh, waaaahhhaaahhhhhhhh! Wahhhaaaahhhhhhhaaaaa!”
  1267.  
  1268. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1269.  
  1270. >However, the new speed of the faster strikes didn’t slow down. And from taking just a few of them, Twilight closed her legs shut in agony. Shivering in pain as tears and snot fell from her dishevelled face.
  1271.  
  1272. >”Legs open!” Celestia shouted to the crying alicorn.
  1273. >”Uuuuuffhhhhhhhuuuu, I caaaannnnn’tt mommmaaaa! Whaaahhhhhaaahhhhhhhhhhhaaaa!”
  1274.  
  1275. >With an angry huff Celestia encircled Twilight’s forehooves with her glowing magic. Preemptively holding them, and her barrel down against the table, so she couldn’t block or move. Then she took her left foreleg and pressed down on Twilight’s ankles. Leaning and using them as her own support. Pushing Twilight’s hocks close to her body and causing her genitals to stick out from her, giving herself unobstructed access.
  1276.  
  1277. >And immediately following the change in position, Celestia returned the spoon to her sore marehood. Beating on her defenceless sex even faster and harder than she had done before. Hardly a second seemed to pass between the snapping hits.
  1278.  
  1279. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1280. >”Whaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa, wahhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhaaa-wahhhhaaa! Whaaahhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiieeee!”
  1281.  
  1282. >”Disobedient!”
  1283.  
  1284. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1285. >”Uuuuuwhaaaaaahhhhhhaahhhhaaa! Wahhhaaaaaaaahhhhaaa! Awhhhhwahhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  1286.  
  1287. >”Rude and selfish!”
  1288.  
  1289. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1290. >”Awhaaaaaahaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa, eiiiiiiiiihhaaaaaaahhhhhaaa! Waaaahhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa!”
  1291.  
  1292. >“Misbehaving foal!”
  1293.  
  1294. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1295. >”Owoooowhahaaaaahuuuuhuuuuuuuu-whaaaaaahhhhhaaaa! Uwahhhaaaaa-whhaaahhhhaaaaaaa!
  1296.  
  1297. >”Mnnhhh~," Luna breathily groaned, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “I guess she is going to be sleeping with her rump waterlogged again,” she humorously supposed in her mind.
  1298. >Then she lowered the same hoof down, towards her teats. Fondling her stiff nipples as her vibrating left worked over her clit. Masturbating while she watched her sister give little mercy to Twilight’s genitals. Both seeing and hearing the fatty thud of the oval slap into her now bruising vulva. Appropriately reducing her to a wailing foal with each one.
  1299.  
  1300. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1301.  
  1302. ---
  1303.  
  1304. >Luna was rinsing Cozy Glow’s teeth off in the closet sink by the basement door. Placing them into a shallow bowl for Celestia to deal with later. And just as she was about to reach for her bloodied tongs, she heard her sister call out for her. Requesting her presence in the living room.
  1305.  
  1306. >With an annoyed growl, Luna teleported herself into the bidden room.
  1307.  
  1308. >”Tia dear, you know I am entertaining a certain filly at the moment,“ she said unpleased, looking behind her older sister and seeing Twilight nervously shifting in the middle of the large room. She was wearing a diaper. And right next to her, on the floor, was a green changing mat.
  1309.  
  1310. >”Yes, I am aware Lulu. And I will restore *any* injures dealt to her later, as an apology for the disruption.”
  1311. >”Truly?”
  1312. >”Yes sister.”
  1313. >”Well then, what do you need of me?”
  1314.  
  1315. >Instead of answering her directly, Celestia shouted behind herself.”
  1316. >”Twilight, your aunty is here!”
  1317.  
  1318. >Luna watched as the purple alicorn walked over to them. She could tell by her trot that she was hurting. No doubt from the intimate spanking she had received the previous day.
  1319. >In truth, Luna had been rather surprised by her sister’s persistence. Having anticipated her to conclude the spanking when Twilight had peed herself. But she did not. Instead, she continued until she grew completely weak on the table. Watching them throughout the ordeal she had managed to climax twice, before it was over.
  1320.  
  1321. >”My little foal wants to tell you something Lulu.”
  1322. >”I-I am sorry for my bad behaviour yesterday aunty. I’m still l-learning how to be good around others.”
  1323.  
  1324. >”That is what we are here for Twilight,” Luna stated in sympathetic tone. “To teach and guide you. Somepony your age will inevitably make a few mistakes. And that is okay. The important thing is that you learn from them, to avoid repeating them.”
  1325. >”I know. Thank you aunty,” she replied whilst reaching forward to hug Luna.
  1326.  
  1327. >The pair embraced for a loving minute. Then Twilight took a step back and turned around. Lowering her head close to the floor and pushing her rump up in the air.
  1328. >Directly afterward Celestia enveloped the diaper around Twilight haunches. Pulling it down for her and revealing her powdered bottom.
  1329. >And when Twilight felt her diaper rest on her hooks. She flagged her tail upright.
  1330.  
  1331. >Luna could see that her cheeks were now only lightly bruised. This was in stark contrast to her beaten vulva. Her folds were inflamed and discolored. Almost swollen to twice their regular size.
  1332.  
  1333. >”Aunty w-will you please… check and see if I need more d-discipline?”
  1334. >”Of course, Twilight. Anything for my little niece.”
  1335.  
  1336. >Using her magic, Luna spread and held her cheeks wide. Next, she positioned her hoof over Twilight’s raw marehood and began fondling her warm, puffy labia. Groping into them despite their obvious soreness.
  1337.  
  1338. >Twilight yelped and twitched from the uncomfortable touching. There wasn’t a single spot on her sex that didn’t badly hurt. Yet she didn’t dare to move or say anything. Focusing only on keeping her hind raised for Luna.
  1339.  
  1340. >After a while Luna moved her careless hoof slightly inward. Separating Twilight’s swollen lips open to see into her vagina.
  1341.  
  1342. >”Have you been having sex with her, sister? She looks rather tender inside aswell.”
  1343. >”Yes, four times, and once in her rear. Just because my foal has been naughty, does not mean she gets to ignore my needs Lulu. I made sure to lecture her about such inconsiderate ideas before we made love.”
  1344.  
  1345. >Biting her tongue, Luna kept stroking and exploring Twilight’s aching sex. Enjoying her hissing as she pulled and revealed her sunken clitoris. Her clit appeared to be in even worse shape than her lips were. So, she made sure to tug on it often as she *examined* her.
  1346.  
  1347. >”Well, it certainly looks like your mother has been very thorough with you Twilight. I see no need for any further punishments,” Luna eventually concluded. Removing her hoof from her vulva as she did.
  1348.  
  1349. >”Th-thank y-you aunty,” Twilight timidly answered, the relief clear in voice.
  1350.  
  1351. >”See? I told you aunt Lulu would be nice,” Celestia said as she pulled her diaper back up, over her haunches. Retaping some of the loose tabs and threading her tail through the opening. “To think you were so worried.”
  1352.  
  1353. >”Now Luna. There is another matter left. As you know, my foal has been struggling with her diapers. Specifically, being in full ones whenever she is doing any activities together with you. And as I am sure you will agree—that nipping these unsuitable behaviors early—is important for her stress-free development.”
  1354.  
  1355. >”Well, like I inferred yesterday Tia. I do not believe foals as young as Twilight should ever be concerned with what they are wearing. Such things are only for the adults to worry about. Full diapers included.”
  1356.  
  1357. >”Very good, sister,” Celestia approved, then moved her attention back to Twilight.
  1358. >”Little one? Remember to be polite like I told you.”
  1359.  
  1360. >Twilight whimpered and took several deep breathes, before continuing as instructed.
  1361. >”A-aunty… will you please w-watch me… p-oop in my diapie?”
  1362.  
  1363. >Reaching out with her hoof again, Luna placed it on the soft, outer layer of Twilight’s diaper. Trailing her hoof downwards until she reached the bulky portion of its backsheet. Teasingly bouncing the poofy material a few times. Then lingered her hoof still on it.
  1364.  
  1365. >”Certainly Twilight, I understand how much this must mean to you. Would you like me to take part in your change aswell?”
  1366.  
  1367. >”That would be lovely,” Celestia answered for her. “Now Twilight, be a good girl and raise your tail for us. Do not be shy because of Luna’s hoof, she is just helping to hold your diaper up for you. Also, make sure to tell both of us when you are done.”
  1368.  
  1369. ---
  1370.  
  1371. ---
  1372.  
  1373. ---
  1374.  
  1375. >Day: 1641
  1376.  
  1377. >”So… where exactly are we heading to?” Twilight curiously inquired, having been following Celestia for some time now as they traversed her castle hallways.
  1378. >“Like I told you earlier Twilight, I have made some *arrangements* with your secretary. And I believe everything should be ready for us now.”
  1379. >”Yes, but are you sure this is right? This is the inner guard wing. There is nothing down here except for servitude stalls and beds for the sentries.”
  1380. >”I am quite certain~,” Celestia happily remarked as she came to a stop infront of a pair of heavy, barrack doors.
  1381.  
  1382. >The two guards standing on either side of the entrance quickly snapped to attention as they saw the two alicorns approach. Clicking their metal boots together they saluted and hastily spun around to push the double doors open.
  1383.  
  1384. >And as the royal duo entered inside, Twilight became immediately aware that something was very different from normal. To start with, the sheer number of beings present in the room was almost comical. Everywhere she looked someone had occupied a space. Even sitting ontop of the metal storage cabinets. But it wasn’t just the regular guards there. No, staff from various parts of her entire workforce was there aswell. Butlers, gardeners, envoys, cooks and more. Even creatures she had hired for special purposes such as the big dragon helping with the new lava forge was there. Or the two bulky centaurs she had managed to *civilize enough;* to let them work in the servitude stalls.
  1385. >The centaurs in particular made her contemplate their intent here. Knowing they seldom left the stalls because of their seemingly inability to tire like other males did. Wanting to endlessly ravage and punish any prisoners bound there. Seeing them she honestly wondered if they ever slept. Or if mating just gave them more energy. Like how changelings would rechar—
  1386.  
  1387. >”Your highnesses!” an attentive stallion guard suddenly shouted out over the excitable crowd of voices. Rushing up to the alicorns and bowing slightly. “Everything has been prepared like you requested. All the boys are eager to get started. Please follow me.”
  1388. >”Thank you sergeant,” Celestia graciously said before turning to Twilight and motioning for her to follow.
  1389.  
  1390. >Ponies and creatures alike moved aside as the guard leading the two alicorns neared them. Giving them space.
  1391. >Walking between the separated mass Celestia giddily hummed to herself. Nodding to several older passersby that she recognized from her own reign at the throne.
  1392. >Twilight however got increasingly more nervous by the second. She could sense the extreme anticipation in the room. The many desiring gazes she was receiving and the dense, male pheromones wafting throughout. All of it left her itching between her haunches, but also exceedingly uncertain. As normally she alone was in complete control of her subjects. She had an order to things. But right now, Celestia obviously had her own plans for both her and *them*. And she hadn’t been privy to any preparation in advance.
  1393.  
  1394. >“Here we are!” the guard pony loudly exclaimed as he halted in the middle of the packed room. “As per your instructions we have put two of our strongest breeding racks infront of one another.”
  1395. >“Excellent work sergeant. Yes, these will surely fit our needs nicely,” Celestia confirmed as she saw the sturdy racks infront of her. “And what about the coupling mask?”
  1396. >“Right here your majesty,” he replied. Hovering over an open-ended restraining mask. The bondage gear was made to lock two ponies’ muzzles together.
  1397. >“Well then, it looks like we have everything.”
  1398.  
  1399. >With a small blush Celestia then turned towards Twilight.
  1400. >The adorable state her purple lover was in was almost enough to make her moan on the spot. She looked like a timid mare that was about to have sex for the very first time in her life. Her tentative expression and sunken posture gave away her inner turmoil. With her eyes on the floor she anxiously swished her tail and jittered on her hooves. Seemingly unsure what to do as she realized what she had planned for her. And to Celestia, she couldn’t possibly have looked more irresistible.
  1401.  
  1402. >”Twilight?” Celestia spoke with measured concern in her voice. Bringing herself down to meet with her eyes. “Do you trust me? Or would you like to use your safeword?”
  1403. >Shaking her head Twilight straightened herself up properly, “I t-told you… you will never make me use that word!”
  1404. >”I will, in due time my dearest light. But for now,” Celestia slowly leaned forward, to touch her horn with hers. “I shall preside over your fate.”
  1405.  
  1406. >Without hesitation Twilight met her white horn with her own, submitting and letting Celestia freely block off her magical abilities. She knew it would be difficult for her to even lift a teacup with her horn internally warded off like this. And it would take her a week to undo the block by herself. In practical terms her magic was about as strong as a filly’s.
  1407.  
  1408. >Celestia didn’t need long to finish the intricate ward as her mind was open to her. And once she was done, she looked at her packed surroundings.
  1409. >”Alright everyone, we are ready to begin!” Celestia telepathically conveyed in sultry voice that was heard by everyone in the room.
  1410. >Directly after several enthusiastic cheers rumbled out. And both Twilight and Celestia were picked up and carried over to the breeding racks.
  1411.  
  1412. >The arousal in the air increasing tenfold as the alicorns were quickly placed into the mounts. Their limbs latched down with heavy steel locking cuffs and belts specifically designed against powerful unicorns. Then their tails were lifted and tied to their sides. Leaving them spread and exposed.
  1413. >Lastly the sergeant from before hurried up to the secured alicorns. With the muzzle mask in his magic he hastily draped it over Twilight face. Pulling it tight and forcing her mouth open in the process. He then did the same thing to Celestia. And once their muzzles and mouths were covered and held open. The sergeant carefully pressed their heads closer together. Making them meet with one another, and then clipped the two muzzle restrainers together.
  1414.  
  1415. >Both Twilight and Celestia flushed as they saw into each other’s eyes. Unable to close their mouths they felt the warm and wet saliva of the other trickle into them. Being made to share their breath and spit between themselves.
  1416. >Then, to Celestia’s pleasant surprise, the stallion produced a padded neck brace for the two alicorn. She hadn’t even asked for one but was thankful for the support. Yet she hardly had any time to appreciate the nice gesture before the sergeant ducked down and flipped a sign hanging off the side of the breeding racks.
  1417.  
  1418. >The sign, hidden from both of their view, had been written by Celestia earlier. And simply stated “Rough anal rape for Twilight only / Gentle vaginal sex with Celestia only. Event duration - six hours.”
  1419.  
  1420. >And as soon as the sign was revealed the hungry males began forming a haphazard queue line behind the alicorn they preferred.
  1421. >In the heated commotion two lucky stallions that were nearest to the bound and open princesses, immediately climbed up on their backs.
  1422.  
  1423. >Celestia let out a hot moan into Twilight’s mouth as she felt the blunt tip of a stallion’s penis invitingly press against her wet folds. She loved that she couldn’t easily tilt her head and see who it was. Able to only see the ones about to mount her tied partner. Just as Twilight could do. It was thrilling beyond belief. The entire situation was making her shudder and wink with incredible lust and need.
  1424.  
  1425. >And then she felt her nether lips part open as his shaft began to slowly sink into her marehood. The stallion didn’t stop until he was fully hilted inside of her warm vagina. And by the time his thighs were flush with hers. The poor thing was already cutely shaking and huffing above her. She wasn’t sure if he was pent up or just ridiculously excited to be with her. But he needed a few seconds to collect himself. Resting over her with his twitching penis all the way in.
  1426.  
  1427. >Once he had stabilized his breath enough, he withdrew out from her. Yet the outside air felt surprisingly cold to him in comparison. Yearning to be back in her warm embrace he thrust forward. And before he knew it, he was uninhibitedly humping against her plump hindquarters. Seeking both pleasure and warmth he drove himself back and forth from her accepting marehood.
  1428. >In no time his rigid member had become soaked with her mare fluids, and the feminine scent of the powerful alicorn started to profoundly affect him. Making him glide into her faster and faster.
  1429.  
  1430. >Panting from the enjoyable rutting Celestia looked deeply into Twilight’s beautiful eyes. And with a playful twinkle pushed her tongue into her mouth. Kissing and exploring her as the indecent slapping and squelching sounds from behind herself steadily continued.
  1431.  
  1432. >Twilight blushed profusely as her perfect mother moaned into her mouth. Meeting her wild tongue as she got plowed by the hunk above her.
  1433. >Seeing how tender the stallion had been made her want it aswell. She didn’t even know why she had been so worried before. But then again, she also didn’t know why the stallion behind her was taking so long to start. Embarrassing as it was, she could easily feel herself wink and drip for him. Beckoning him to use her.
  1434.  
  1435. >And before she got the chance to ponder the question any further, she felt an already slickened penis press up against her tailhole.
  1436. >”Whnaffth?” she let out a garbled question into Celestia mouth. Clenching her butt in reflex.
  1437. >The only response she got from her in return was a mischievous stare. The kind of stare she knew from experience meant trouble.
  1438.  
  1439. >A second later the stallion mounted over her back painfully forced his way into her anus without any warmup.
  1440.  
  1441. >”Mnfhaamnnhaaaahhpfhhhuugg!” with a muffled scream Twilight yanked as hard as she could on the steel locking cuffs holding her hooves. The short chains connecting to them didn’t even creak as they got pulled taut by the panicking alicorn.
  1442.  
  1443. >Without missing a beat, the stallion slammed into her tailhole using his full weight. Then immediately pulled back and did it again. And again. Quickly and angrily breeding her rump without the slightest care for the mare under him.
  1444.  
  1445. >It wasn’t the biggest shaft Twilight had ever taken in her hind. As many of Celestia’s strap-ons were both larger and rougher. But because she was unprepared for it—as well as the seemingly little lube used—along with the force behind his punishing thrusts. Made the sex downright horrible for her. She was certain she was bleeding from his opening push alone.
  1446.  
  1447. >”Mnnfmm~," Celestia moaned as she savored Twilight’s intense reaction. It had been everything she had hoped for and more. Her frenzied attempt to flee, then realizing she couldn’t. Her muffled scream against her own tongue. The glossy tears in her distraught eyes. And the adorable yelping and grunting she was doing as she took him deep anally. It was perfect. All of it was. Just like her.
  1448.  
  1449. >Then, the stallion working away behind Celestia suddenly whinnied loudly in delight. Lowering his head he snapped his teeth to her withers. Biting down as he came into her marehood. The internal massaging she had been doing to him as she watched Twilight struggle, pushed him over the edge.
  1450.  
  1451. >And when Celestia felt his warm seed rush into her. She climaxed. With a low moan she happily neighed and shook in her chains. Openly squirting around his embedded cock for all the males to see and smell.
  1452. >After finishing inside the stallion collapsed down on her back. Exhausted but satisfied that he had helped his lifelong crush orgasm.
  1453.  
  1454. >However, not one for waiting, the big dragon next in line simply shrugged and picked up the spent stallion. Setting him aside he stepped up to Celestia. His large, red erection already swollen and eager. If he had known that mingling with the short ponies had come with such interesting benefits. Then he would have joined them much sooner.
  1455.  
  1456. >Celestia sensed that the next male was right behind her. A much larger presence this time. Yet none had mounted over her back.
  1457. >Then suddenly, she felt two big claws grip around her hips. Carefully pulling and testing her for leverage.
  1458.  
  1459. >Dread and excitement swirled equally in Celestia’s mind. Even more so when he provocatively trailed two of his talons between her propped up cheeks. Only stopping when he reached her vulva. And then he brazenly parted her lips open. Inspecting her marehood like she was actual breeding livestock.
  1460.  
  1461. >Of course, Celestia knew it was the dragon doing it by the size and roughness of his claws. And with some trepidation she tried to envision how large his penis must be. Its overall shape and if he was bifurcated like some of his kind were.
  1462.  
  1463. >She didn’t need to speculate for very long as the dragon aligned his pointed tip up with her wet hole. Pulling himself forward he slowly eased his warm penis into the alicorn. Getting slightly more than half in before hitting her elastic cervix.
  1464.  
  1465. >Celestia was stunned by the length and the sharply increasing width of his penis. Then her eyes flung open as the scaly beast continued to press into her. Making her worriedly mewl as he moved passed her shallow cervix and into the beginning of her uterus.
  1466. >Twitching and straining Celestia felt more than a little full. She was absolutely stuffed. And she was sure the dragon had some length left to give.
  1467.  
  1468. >Thankfully it appeared that he recognized her worries and comfort levels. Choosing not to press further into her for now.
  1469. >She then felt him shift behind her. Like he was steadying himself. And once he had his perfect stance and angle. He slowly pulled about a quarter of his thickly tapered length out from her stretched vagina. Then worked it back in again.
  1470. >With an ever-increasing pace he moved back and forth. Spearing her entire tunnel and her cervix with every single thrust.
  1471.  
  1472. >Celestia was inundated with a pleasurable, but difficult penetration. He was substantial but also not careless in his lovemaking. Understanding this she relaxed into him to better enjoy the snug sex. Moving her attention back to Twilight as she did.
  1473. >The girl had calmed down significantly over the last three minutes or so. No doubt she was getting used to the stallion studding her rear. Even so she was still grunting and frowning as he pushed hard into her tailhole. She could feel her pretty mouth tensing with her tongue, wanting to gnash her teeth closed.
  1474.  
  1475. >Two minutes later, and after a particularly vigorous thrust, the stallion mounted over the younger alicorn groaned. His face furrowing as a serene grin spread across it. The sight was unmistakable on any male. And unlike Celestia’s own stallion, the one above Twilight didn’t slump down. Instead, he dismounted and climbed off her as soon as he had finished inside.
  1476.  
  1477. >The relief in Twilight’s eyes as he pulled out from her was nearly enough to push Celestia over the precipice again. Her sunshine was going to yearn for only her touch after this. None else would do. This intentional outcome stirred at her heart. Invigorating her ageless soul.
  1478.  
  1479. >The dragon behind herself was certainly appreciating the contractions around his penis as she thought about Twilight’s future. Hearing him heatedly growl as his thrusts grew wilder and longer. Reaching within her deepest depths. Where most stallions weren’t able to quite reach.
  1480.  
  1481. >Now obscenely moaning Celestia watched on as the next male approached upon Twilight. She visibly struggled in her bonds at the rush of seeing him. As she knew the change he was about to bring to the room.
  1482.  
  1483. >Celestia’s fierce reaction tipped Twilight off. Feeling anxious she tried to angle her head and look backwards, but she couldn’t.
  1484. >Then panic set in again as she felt a pair of strong, dull grabbers on her flanks. Since she knew there was only one dragon in the room. The only other species left with claws and grabbers. Must have come from either the griffons she had spotted earlier. Or from one of the powerful centaurs. And the ones currently groping her hind, felt way too big and dull to be coming from a griffon.
  1485.  
  1486. >Whimpering at realization Twilight strained her horn. Wishing to teleport away but nothing happened. Frightened and on the verge of crying she instead focused on breaking her chains. Using a less complex spell she targeted her rightmost cuff. Then channeled her weak magic into it. Tugging hard on the link as she did.
  1487.  
  1488. >She wasn’t sure if she was getting anywhere, but it didn’t matter. Her racing emotions were screaming at her to try anything.
  1489.  
  1490. >”Bad whorse!” a gruff voice sounded behind her. A second later ten unbelievably hard spanks struck her bottom. Each one lifting her slightly up from the rack with the force.
  1491.  
  1492. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1493. >”Mhnuffuuuuaahhfffaaahhhaaaa-mnnfhaaahhhhhhhhffaaaaa!”
  1494.  
  1495. >”Don’t you think I know when a disobedient bitch is trying to escape!?” the fear inducing centaur boomed. He wanted to hurt her further, but held back as Celestia was looking. Besides he had plenty of other bound prisoners he could turn to for that afterwards.
  1496.  
  1497. >Several of the males around them started laughing at the now sniffling and shivering alicorn. Mocking her for crying out from just a few spanks. The comments stung at her pride and confidence. Like she was overreacting despite her obvious shame and pain.
  1498. >With those belittling thoughts in her mind she took numerous shaky breaths. Sampling Celestia’s humid taste whilst trying to better control her rattled self.
  1499.  
  1500. >That was until the centaur reared up, mounting over her back. And with his burly frame above her, he quickly aligned his throbbing shaft up with her fear-clenched tailhole.
  1501. >Pushing from the floor he then breached open her already sore anus with the help of his strong hind muscles. Managing in a continuous motion to force the head of his wide penis in.
  1502. >Once inside he harshly grabbed Twilight by her shoulders. Then forced the rest of his length into her as hard as he possible could.
  1503.  
  1504. >”Mnnfaaafughaaaaa-guughagahhffmaaahhhupffffahhhhnngghhhhhhhhaaaa!”
  1505. >The choking, gurgling scream that Twilight let out seemed to spur the others watching. Many never believing they would ever come to see an alicorn willingly submit themselves into a breeding rack. To be genuinely raped and abused to such an extent. Much less their own high nobility and leader. But here she was. They all saw her enter the barracks of her own accord with Celestia. There was no doubt she wanted this.
  1506.  
  1507. >The centaur’s wonderful performance instantly overwhelmed Celestia. Losing control she sprayed behind herself as she witnessed the big brute use her precious sunshine like a ragdoll. Whinnying loudly into Twilight screaming mouth she noticeably spasmed and pulled at her own bindings. Trying to better meet the dragon having untamed sex with her as she continued to orgasm throughout.
  1508.  
  1509. >The difference in size was staggering to Twilight. As if the big centaur was tearing her in two. She wasn’t able to focus on anything because of the ripping pain in her rear. And when she believed things couldn’t possibly get any worse, he began moving.
  1510. >And whilst her previous stallion had been ruthless with his slamming thrusts. The centaur was altogether different. As he didn’t just slam into her tailhole. Instead, he used the full length of his girthy penis to mercilessly pound away at her bleeding backdoor. Hilting inside with each energetic push.
  1511.  
  1512. >The pure determination from his sexual display quickly became oddly motivating to the audience around him. Like he was both demonstrating how to properly rut a mare from behind, and at the same time, challenging everyone in the room to surpass him at it.
  1513.  
  1514. >Of course Twilight was oblivious to the effects he had picked for her. Since she immediately broke down crying. His brutal thrusting was like being firmly stomped in the stomach with each one. Making the rack and chains around her rattle as he fervently abused her hindquarters.
  1515.  
  1516. >”Mnffwhaaaaawhhaaaaaamhhhhaaa, ahuffwhhaaahh-uggffuughhhhmfffaaaa-whaaauhhmphhffwahhaaaa!”
  1517.  
  1518. >Still, the centaur’s peculiar challenge was well heard and received by the throng of hungry stallions and creatures in the room. Most of them waiting with their erections ready, hoping to see if they could make the alicorn beg or squeal louder than her current suitor.
  1519.  
  1520. ---
  1521.  
  1522. >Celestia had made a personal bet with herself, to see if she could keep track of the time as she got rutted alongside Twilight. It hadn’t been an easy task. Her internal chronometer for the sun kept skewing itself as she climaxed over and over again. Causing her to occasionally lose track. It was exhilarating to say the least.
  1523.  
  1524. >Nevertheless, she was pretty sure that their six-hour long breeding session was almost up. The change in the room also told her as much. Quite a few of the males were already leaving. Then again—many had also left, or been carried out—due to exhaustion.
  1525. >The only ones that didn’t seem to be even remotely tired were the two centaurs. As expected for them. But she had instructed them prior to stop after four rounds. Otherwise, the others would’ve never gotten a chance to ride them.
  1526.  
  1527. >Upon reflection, Celestia had thoroughly enjoyed the constant surprises occurring throughout the event. She hadn’t even seen the hippogriffs or the yak ambassadors until they were mounting them. Or the adventures mare that took a vibrating wand to her clit and held it there for several minutes whilst the males cheered on. Watching as she made her convulse and squirt three times in a row.
  1528. >All in all, the event had been a marvelous success. And she knew rumors of the orgy would be talked about for decades.
  1529.  
  1530. >Shuddering, Celestia's fleeting thoughts snapped back when she felt the stud currently behind her flare. Expanding and happily releasing into her vagina.
  1531. >”Mmnnhahffmm~," she let out lazy moan of her own. Feeling him naturally jutter in and out of her whilst he emptied. An act she always found endearing with stallions.
  1532.  
  1533. >The neck brace she had been wearing with Twilight proved to be an amazing addition. It had allowed her to properly concentrate on her despairing features. Capturing her every fear and discomfort. Just as she had to look on as she countlessly orgasmed. Frustratedly knowing she wasn’t the one achieving them for her.
  1534. >This, together with the amount of saliva that they had both swallowed, and the breath that they had shared. Had been nothing short of romantic. It was impossible for Celestia not to feel intimately connected to her in the moment. Much closer than her bindings could ever allow for.
  1535.  
  1536. >Then, as the spent stallion pulled out from her and climbed off, a tired sergeant wobbled up to them by their side.
  1537. >With difficulties he bent down and turned the sign over. Signaling the end of the royal breeding event.
  1538. >As he did several annoyed but understanding voiced grumbled out in the room.
  1539.  
  1540. >Working as fast as his tired body allowed him to. The guard first undid the muzzle restrainers. Unclipping them and letting the masks drop down to the ground. And the moment he did, leftover spit and drool poured out with it. Half of their faces appeared to be saturated with steamy saliva, but also snot from Twilight’s constant crying.
  1541.  
  1542. >Both mares wheezed and coughed as they were freed from the restrainers. However, Twilight continued to weakly mewl as the griffon behind her drove his barbed penis into her. He wasn’t very big. But with her battered tailhole as it was, any size would hurt.
  1543.  
  1544. >With the masks gone the sergeant opened the padded neck brace. Causing the now drooping Twilight to fall forwards. Having no strength left for anything.
  1545. >Expecting it Celestia caught her, holding her upright with her golden magic. Not wanting her to accidentally hurt herself on the metal frames. And letting the griffon behind her finish.
  1546.  
  1547. >It wasn’t long before Celestia felt the belts around her wings and tail loosen. And when they were removed from her, she heard the metal cuffs around her hooves unlock. Hearing this she exhaled and unsteadily got up. Her own legs almost betraying her as she stood. Needing to adopt a wide stance.
  1548. >Once steady on her hooves she reached back with her magic and pulled out five small, yet very soft, vibrating orbs that someone had left in her vagina.
  1549.  
  1550. >With that distraction gone she noticed that she felt only moderately parched. A testament to the standard moisture runes imbued onto every breeding rack.
  1551. >Focusing she then cast a quick revitalizing spell on herself. Taking ambient magic into her body and giving herself just enough strength to easier think and move around. Feeling refreshed she then cast another spell below her tail. Temporarily closing off her leaking marehood and keeping the seed within her. Only her distended barrel hinting at the amount inside.
  1552.  
  1553. >Once done she turned to the sergeant expectantly. Refraining from commenting on his wet penis that still hung limply out from his sheath.
  1554. >“Here is… the… your last item your highness,” he wearily said whilst unevenly floating over an oversized butt plug to her.
  1555. >Looking like he was about to drop the toy on the floor, so she decided to assist him by grabbing it with her magic instead.
  1556.  
  1557. >”Thank you sergeant, for everything,” Celestia raggedly replied as she took the toy. “I know you have done much to help arrange things here today. I will make sure to reward you later in private.”
  1558. >”It was my pleasure!” he said with a doofy smile, his penis hardening under him again as he heard about his future alone time with the alicorn. “And what— 'hahh' about the filly?” he reminded himself to ask. “The cock cleaner next door?”
  1559. >”Have Cozy Glow sent to our chambers once she has completed *all* of her duties.”
  1560. >”Yes ma'am!” he gave her a tired salute in response, then turned around towards the doors and began walking away from the messy scene.
  1561.  
  1562. >Celestia couldn’t help but chuckle as she saw his attractive shaft slap against his belly. Following his swaying erection until he disappeared behind the other males also leaving.
  1563. >And just as he vanished the griffon still having sex with Twilight’s rump squawked in satisfaction. Hilting he pushed himself further forward on her back. Meeting his thighs with hers and ejaculating as deep within her rear as he was able to. His upright wings fluttering during his release.
  1564.  
  1565. >Getting off her, he callously slapped her bruised hind. Digging his claw in and scoring her left cheek. Leaving three, shallow red lines next to the hundreds already under her coat.
  1566. >”Thanks for the ride,” he taunted the worn alicorn. Before bowing to Celestia and joining the flocking mass.
  1567.  
  1568. >Rolling her eyes Celestia stepped behind Twilight. Although she had expected things to look grim, she was still amazed by the injuries dealt to her bottom as she saw them. Causing her to bite her lips and wink below.
  1569. >”No wonder she kept on screaming,” she thought to herself as she surveyed the damage.
  1570.  
  1571. >Both her cheeks had received multiple lacerations. Some were bleeding more than others. Deep discolorations from complex bruises could be seen all over. Even her sensitive marehood had been beaten raw and clawed at.
  1572. >Yet the true showpiece was her tailhole. Her protruding anus had at some point torn from the friction. And instead of stopping to heal her, the eager boys had continued to rut her. Eventually inverting her anus inward, into her rear.
  1573. >Celestia knew of the possibility, having seen it many times before. But having never dared to go so far with her personally. Knowing the force needed to achieve it was extreme. And equally as painful.
  1574.  
  1575. >After enjoying and studying her wounds for a moment more. Celestia decided it was time. Igniting her horn she healed the bleeding tears and cuts both externally and internally. It wasn’t an easy task given the amount of them, and her tired state. But she persevered and got it done after some difficult minutes. Having left her bruises and collapsed tailhole alone. She wanted her incontinent for a few days atleast.
  1576.  
  1577. >Done with her healing she took the large, pliant butt plug and pushed it taut against her broken tailhole. Letting it close around her. Sealing her bloated insides.
  1578. >Finally, she snapped the restraints around her body open and teleported both of them away in a bright flash.
  1579.  
  1580. >A few seconds later the alicorns reappeared in Twilight’s royal bedroom.
  1581. >”Mo-mmy? Wh-re we?” the bruised alicorn asked. Her mind clearing and coming through.
  1582. >”Relax my love. You are tired. Let’s get you to bed, okay?”
  1583. >”Ye-s mama.”
  1584.  
  1585. >With a helping hoof Celestia eased Twilight into her bed. Both of them were still drenched in copious amounts of sweat and sexual fluids as they laid down together. Celestia was sure that the maids were going to be rather sore tomorrow after they finished giving them their usual tongue bath. She was looking forward to it.
  1586.  
  1587. >”Are you thirsty honey?” she then caringly asked, already knowing the answer from Twilight.
  1588. >”Mmm, a bit.”
  1589. >“Then here, let me help you with that.”
  1590.  
  1591. >Enveloping Twilight in her magic she gently moved her into the middle of the bed.
  1592. >Rolling over, onto her back, Celestia then spread her white haunches open. Guiding Twilight’s head next to her glazed marehood. Her vulva frothy and slimy from the battered semen clinging onto her smeared hind.
  1593. >"Drink up sweetheart, mommy has alot of love to give,” she concluded saying as she dispelled the weak seal keeping her vagina closed.
  1594.  
  1595. >Nodding, Twilight began drinking the sloppy ejaculates oozing out from her. Swallowing mouthfuls of the flavorful mix at a time.
  1596. >In serene bliss Celestia laid back on the soft pillows. Enjoying the sensation of Twilight suckling from her well used opening. Giggling as she heard her occasionally gag from the potent taste.
  1597.  
  1598. ---
  1599.  
  1600. ---
  1601.  
  1602. ---
  1603.  
  1604. >Day: 1662
  1605.  
  1606. >”Aunty Lulu!”
  1607.  
  1608. >Luna looked up from her reading as Twilight rushed to embrace her. Her *niece* was wearing a patterned, light pink dress. The outfit was hemmed at the back. Keeping the skirt part of it stretched and open. And around her hooves she wore blue socks that were pleated and ruffled.
  1609. >There were no doubts that she was wearing a diaper behind her skirt. Her waddle and the audible crinkling gave it away.
  1610.  
  1611. >”Hello there little one. How was your walk?” Luna said, sitting up from the couch she was lying on. Hugging and bringing Twilight close to her chest.
  1612.  
  1613. >”It was really nice, I saw so many butterflies around us. One even landed on mommy’s ear and stayed there for like a whole minute!”
  1614.  
  1615. >”Truly? Well, I always knew my sister had an affinity for attracting cute and pretty things. Must be why you both found each other.”
  1616.  
  1617. >”My sister is right,” Celestia suddenly chimed in from the back. Walking up to the hugging pair. “But the only butterfly here, is you,” she affirmed to Twilight as she gave her mane a few strokes.
  1618.  
  1619. >Twilight giggled and happily blushed at the attention. Nuzzling into Luna’s chest as Celestia caressed her. And after sharing a loving moment together, she felt her blush dramatically increase when Luna shifted and reached under her skirt. Stopping her hoof just under the lumpy mass that rested in her diaper. Then she began pressing and smearing the smelly mixture against her marehood.
  1620.  
  1621. >”Now my precious foal, I want you to stay with your aunty here as I get dinner ready for us. Behave and listen to what she has to say while I am gone.”
  1622.  
  1623. >”Y-yes mother.”
  1624. >”Good,” Celestia finished, giving her a kiss on the head as she left.
  1625.  
  1626. >Luna watched as her sister exited the room. Then turned her attention to Twilight. Feeling her fidget as she leisurely moved her contained mess up and down her cheek valley.
  1627.  
  1628. >”Sweetheart, why is your diaper so very heavy?”
  1629. >”B-because… I had an accident about an hour ago, during our walk.”
  1630. >”You could not hold it in until afterwards?”
  1631. >“No, I hadn’t gone potty yet. Mommy told me not to. And then she gave me a *b-banana shake* before we left.”
  1632. >”Banana shake?”
  1633. >”You know… it’s when… it’s when she takes a very large syringe and fills it up with mushed bananas…,”
  1634. >”And then what Twilight?”
  1635. >”T-then she pulls my diapie down and… a-and injects everything into my bum-bum. So that I may have my potassium for the day.”
  1636.  
  1637. >Luna was struggling hard not to laugh at what she was hearing. Even though she was well aware of Twilight’s *rearward feeding* routines by now. As her sister had no qualms about giving Twilight her special *inbetween meals* openly to her around the mansion, whenever she felt like she needed them.
  1638. >Not only were bananas used. She would see Celestia pre-make batches of various chunky, vegetable smoothies, oatmeal blends and the like. Usually a day before her arrival. And none of the slurries would ever enter through the younger alicorn's mouth.
  1639.  
  1640. >The entire practice seemed rather silly and counterintuitive to Luna. However, in an effort not to appear too mean-spirited about her predicament. She quickly enveloped Twilight in another hug. Using her chest to cover up her face.
  1641.  
  1642. >Taking a few controlled breaths, Luna eventually managed to overpower her bourgeon laughter. Then she refocused on her blushing niece.
  1643.  
  1644. >”Are you thirsty little one? You have been walking in the sun for a while.”
  1645. >”Yes aunty, but I can wait until dinner.”
  1646. >”Nonsense dear, I was just about to get up and visit the fillies room when you came in.”
  1647. >”Oh, umm….”
  1648. >”It is okay, Twilight. I know you often enjoy doing these savory things with your mother. There is no need for you to feel nervous.”
  1649. >”O-okay.”
  1650.  
  1651. >In reality, Twilight was seldom required to drink Celestia’s yellow milk. In most cases—unless she had asked for it herself—she only got it as a punishment when she had been misbehaving. Usually after several warnings first. And even then, Celestia would typically sneak in vanilla sweeteners into her warm bottle.
  1652.  
  1653. >But with Luna, she wasn’t sure if she should disclose how they ordinarily played with urine. In the event she decided to ask any further, embarrassing question. Like how Celestia would squat down and pee on her face in the shower. Marking her as her own. Then query her about the scent and warmth. Or how they would both urinate in a bucket together. And then make Cozy Glow sit and soak in it, until their urine grew cold and stale. Or how they would sometimes connect a catheter between themselves. And then just lay in bed, releasing into one another for hours whilst making out.
  1654.  
  1655. >To avoid making things seem out of the ordinary. Twilight began sliding down from Luna’s lap. Carefully moving and resting her diapered hind against the hardwood floor. And when her disposable protection met the floor, the lumpy mass stored within it, started squeezing and shifting all over her hindquarters. Inhibiting her ability to sit still or straight.
  1656. >Ignoring the fun sensations, Twilight instead watched as Luna inclined back on the pillows, pushing her crotch out for her as she repositioned. And after lying back, she continued by drawing her legs up and inwards, keeping her thighs wide. Revealing her winking nethers to her without any shame.
  1657.  
  1658. >”I will make sure to go slow for you, so you can drink and enjoy yourself like you normally would.”
  1659.  
  1660. >And before Twilight even had the chance to answer, Luna was already reaching out with her hoof. Taking her by the back of her head. And then pulled her forward until she was right infront of her marehood.
  1661. >Now breathing on her sex, Twilight saw her blue magic spread and hold her folds open for her.
  1662.  
  1663. >”Well?”
  1664.  
  1665. >With a burning blush, Twilight managed a small nod, and then opened her mouth up. Placing and cupping her lips over Luna’s vulva. Slipping her tongue inside and forming a tight seal around her as Luna pressed on her head from the back.
  1666. >Then, directly after getting situated, she felt a warm trickle channel past her tongue. The stream was thin and slow. And the taste was just as strong and nasty as she knew it would be.
  1667.  
  1668. >”This is wonderful Twilight. Both efficient and pleasant. No wonder Tia enjoys doing this so much with you. I shall endeavor to make use of your mouth whenever the need arises from now on.”
  1669.  
  1670. >And within a few seconds, Twilight had developed a steady, swallowing rhythm to Luna’s very measured flow. Drinking first her pee, and then her love fluids.
  1671.  
  1672. ---
  1673.  
  1674. >After their dinner, Celestia undressed Twilight and ushered her up on the cleared table that they had just been eating on. Helping her to lay down on the changing mat already on it.
  1675.  
  1676. >Using her golden magic she then gently drew Twilight’s legs up, and towards her lying barrel. Until her hind started to lift slightly from the mat.
  1677. >Holding her legs wide she individually tore at the blue binding tapes that had been keeping her full diaper sealed, and in place.
  1678. >With the tapes undone Celestia then opened and brought the front of her diaper down. Displaying her exceedingly filled diaper, and her impressively stained rear.
  1679.  
  1680. >”Wow, that is a rather well used diaper,” Luna commented aloud, standing and watching by Celestia’s side. “I am astounded it could contain everything. And it looks like there is more than just urine and excrement here.”
  1681.  
  1682. >”That is correct Lulu, I gave her some extra nourishment before our walk. She is a growing foal after all. I gave her twenty or so pulped bananas, along with a couple of retention agents. To help keep everything inside for her. But as you can see, they only got her so far.”
  1683.  
  1684. >”Well, the important thing is that you are *trying* to improve her health,” Luna replied with teasing undertones in her voice. “If nothing else, you could always go for another stroll tomorrow. I hear the pegasus are keeping the skies clear and bright.”
  1685.  
  1686. >”Your advice is sound my sister. Exercise and fresh air does a lot of good. I will certainly consider it,” Celestia said as she reached towards her right, grabbing into a big basket full of changing supplies. “It looks like my foal has been playing with herself while I was not watching. Do you see how coated her fillyhood is?”
  1687.  
  1688. >”Yes, it seems she has been humping into her stuffed animals again. You should probably instruct her about masturbation. Then we can watch her perform what she has learned together.”
  1689.  
  1690. >”Most definitely, I shall have her demonstrate for us in the living room later tonight.”
  1691.  
  1692. >With a playful laugh Luna then moved around the table. Walking up to Twilight’s resting head from the opposite side.
  1693. >And without saying anything to her flustered niece. Luna lowered her muzzle down. Placing her mouth over hers. And as soon as their lips touched, she aggressively slipped her tongue into hers. Giving her affectionate, deep kisses as Celestia tended to her messy bottom.
  1694.  
  1695. >The white alicorn momentarily stopped to look at the intense kissing. She was pleasantly surprised with how adamant Luna was with her tongue. Passionately claiming Twilight’s mouth for her own desires. And allowing her foal little room to reciprocate.
  1696.  
  1697. >Smiling Celestia watched the heated scene for a moment more. Then returned to the mess in front of her. Using a damp wash towel, she gently scrapped off the dung, pee and banana mixture that were sticking to her cheeks. Letting the brown and yellow manure fall into the diaper.
  1698. >She was in no real rush as she tended to her lover. As it was important to her that Twilight felt genuinely cared for. And because of that, she rarely used her magic to clean her bottom. Preferring to use only her hooves.
  1699.  
  1700. >Magic was normally reserved for when she needed to get her rump cleaned quickly. Which typically happened when Twilight had been misbehaving. So that she could spank her without the protection on. However, if the mischief proved to be serious enough, she would simply pull her diapers down and spank her on the spot. Messy butt or not. Except for her usual warning swats, she always got it bare like any foal should.
  1701.  
  1702. >With her cheeks now free from chunky grime, Celestia looked around her waist. Wiping any larger pieces into the diaper aswell. Then she carefully slid the diaper out from under her. Leaving it open on table to her left.
  1703. >Following this she reached into the basket and got out a plastic bowl and a white, disposable diaper. Placing the bowl on the table she then moved the dirty towel into it.
  1704.  
  1705. >Opening the folded square up she then took it to her side and waved it up and down a few times. Airing it and making it puff out. After seeing it become plush with air like she had wanted. She brought it forward and slid it underneath Twilight’s raised hindquarters. After checking its placement, she reached back into the basket.
  1706.  
  1707. >Grabbing out a box of foalwipes, Celestia got to work cleaning the filthy stains visible all over her behind.
  1708. >Methodically wiping from her stifle joint, down to her croup. Throwing the used wipes into the bowl as she worked her way through her discolored coat. Returning her natural, purple colour as she did.
  1709.  
  1710. >And once she had finished wiping the sides of her thighs. Celestia focused on the area between her cheeks. To her still very muddy marehood and tailhole. Preferring to take care of them last.
  1711.  
  1712. >However, before she did, she looked up as she heard Luna talking. Her sister had paused her kissing, letting Twilight catch her breath. And was instead licking inside of her ears. Occasionally stopping to whisper various indecent things into them.
  1713.  
  1714. >”Smelly, stinky child. Filling your diapers up like an incontinent foal.”
  1715. >”You really need mommy to wipe under your tail, do you not?”
  1716. >”How long until she takes you over her lap again?”
  1717. >”Surely you love eating her out whilst sitting on a sore hiney.”
  1718.  
  1719. >With a bemused nicker, Celestia returned to her task. Ignoring her sister’s silly comments.
  1720. >Using the box of foalwipes she carefully cleaned from her dock to her teats. Prioritizing her marehood as Luna had pushed some of her manure into her folds earlier. And so, she separated her labia lips open. Thoroughly wiping the filth away from her spread vulva.
  1721.  
  1722. >And when her sex had been properly cleaned, Celestia moved to her tailhole. The immediate area surrounding her protruding anus. Was entirely layered with dung and mushed bananas. Almost covering her tailhole up. Because of that she levitated the bowl over. Tipping and holding it just under her anus. Then took a foalwipe and brushed the layers of manure into it.
  1723.  
  1724. >Placing the bowl back on the table, she then wiped her tailhole clean using a few more foalwipes.
  1725. >With a satisfied smile Celestia began surveying her work. Checking to see if she had missed anything.
  1726.  
  1727. >Finding nothing she reached into the basket and brought out small bottle of lube and a black, medium sized butt plug. Smearing the modest plug up she then took it between Twilight’s cheeks. Aligning it with her cleaned tailhole, before easing it inward.
  1728.  
  1729. >With a light push she sunk the thick part of the plug into her rear. Letting her tailhole swallow it. Then flicked the switch on the base of it to low. Pressing on the plug she could feel it vibrate against her frog.
  1730.  
  1731. >And with that, she leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on Twilight’s marehood like she always did after changing her. To both indicate that she was done, but also to inform her that her vagina was clean enough for her to lick. Knowing Twilight was always so self-conscious about that.
  1732.  
  1733. >About seven minutes had passed. And Luna was noticing that her sister was finishing up with the diaper change. Recognizing this she broke off the kissing with the alicorn below her. Leaving Twilight in a panting, starstruck state on the mat.
  1734.  
  1735. >And as she uprighted herself, she moved back around, towards Celestia.
  1736.  
  1737. >”May I sister?”
  1738. >”Please, go ahead.”
  1739. >”Thank you Tia.”
  1740.  
  1741. >Grabbing a container of baby powder out from the basket. Luna generously dusted Twilight’s now unsoiled hind with it. Ensuring that her plugged cheeks and the area around her waist were white, and sweetly scented. Then signaled for Celestia to lower her legs back down.
  1742.  
  1743. >With her powdered rump resting on a fresh diaper. Luna went into the basket again and took out a bottle of oil. Then spread Twilight’s vulva and rubbed the oil into her folds. Teasing her sex with her hoof whilst also lightly pushing on the plug with her magic; until she began winking on the table.
  1744.  
  1745. >Once she had gotten her hot and bothered from the sensual massage. Luna reached for the diaper cover. And then lifted it up and over her nethers. Shutting and taping it down. Completing the diaper.
  1746.  
  1747. >”There we go my little niece, all snug.”
  1748.  
  1749. >”Th-thank you aunty,” Twilight replied, her breath labored, “a-and thank you mommy f-for changing my s-stinky diaper.”
  1750.  
  1751. >”You are most welcome my love. I know you cannot help yourself sometimes.”
  1752.  
  1753. >With her diaper change taken care of, Celestia helped Twilight to her hooves.
  1754.  
  1755. >”Tia, have you forgotten about this?” Luna said as she moved to close the opened diaper on the table.
  1756.  
  1757. >”No, not at all,” she gently stopped her hoof, “there is alot of good nutrients left in it.” Celestia informed as she turned to look in the corner of the kitchen, where Cozy Glow was currently sitting on a stool.
  1758.  
  1759. >Her pink rump was perceptibly bruised and inflamed from the serious thrashing she had administered earlier with a belt. Then she had left her there. To sit on a plastic punishment mat with her muzzle in the corner. While they had gone for a pleasant, two hour long walk.
  1760.  
  1761. >”Cozy Glow, your numnums are ready!” she shouted to the girl. And immediately after, the pegasus got up from her stool and scooted over to the trio. Her legs noticeably stiff and wobbly.
  1762.  
  1763. >As she neared Celestia moved a highchair forward, and then two regular dining chairs between it. With her arrangements done, she boosted the filly up into the feeding chair. Opening and closing the tray for her. Securing her in place.
  1764.  
  1765. >Shortly thereafter she levitated the incredibly full diaper over. Placing it down on her tray and adjusting the sides of it inward. Then she summoned a bib and two plastic spoons over from the drawers behind her. Offering one of the utensils to Twilight as they both moved to sit down besides the seated filly.
  1766.  
  1767. >”My apologies Tia, but I think I am going to overlook this part. I do not wish to risk the dinner I just had.”
  1768.  
  1769. >”Of course sister,“ Celestia said in an understanding tone. Dipping her spoon into Twilight’s manure, before bringing it up, and into Cozy Glow’s opened mouth. “I will call for you later, for my foal’s little performance.”
  1770.  
  1771. >”I look forward to it,” Luna replied, observing the disgusted expression on the filly’s matted face. Then regarded the substantial mound of mixed excrement on her feeding tray. “Is she truly capable of eating such an amount sister?”
  1772.  
  1773. >”Only a quarter or so for now, the remainder she will consume closer to her bedtime, and for breakfast.”
  1774. >”I see… well then, please enjoy yourselves. You can find me resting in my chambers.”
  1775.  
  1776. >”Bye-bye aunty!” Twilight innocently shouted, simultaneously inserting a loaded spoon into the pegasus mouth. But instead of pulling it out, she kept the oval inside and meticulously smeared the walls of her mouth with it. Even under her tongue.
  1777.  
  1778. >”Goodbye little one,” Luna said, giving her a smile and a curt nod. Then turned around and left.
  1779.  
  1780. ---
  1781.  
  1782. ---
  1783.  
  1784. ---
  1785.  
  1786. >Day: 1671
  1787.  
  1788. >”Luna! I am only going to ask you this one more time. Did you, or did you not, throw away our festival tickets? The ones on the fridge that I told you not to touch?”
  1789.  
  1790. >”Umm… maybe?”
  1791.  
  1792. >”That is not a proper answer Luna!” Celestia frustratedly shouted. “You have inconvenienced my get-together with Twilight and her friends. You do realize this?”
  1793.  
  1794. >”I am sure we can send for new ones on Monday,” Twilight chimed in from the side, trying to defuse the situation.
  1795.  
  1796. >”Exactly, just do that,” Luna agreed. “Besides, we always discard any tickets that we receive. So, if anything Tia, you are the one to blame for leaving them out.”
  1797.  
  1798. >With an angry twitch in her eye, Celestia takes her right hoof, and then points it towards the table in the middle of the living room.
  1799. >”Assume the position! Now!”
  1800.  
  1801. >”Wha…? No! Absolutely not!” Luna shouted back in protest. Stomping on the floor with her forehooves.
  1802.  
  1803. >”Is that so little sister?” Celestia ominously replied, stepping up to meet her. “And what makes you think you have a say in it?”
  1804.  
  1805. >”Do not c-come near!” Luna frightenedly yelled. “Igniting her horn and summoning a crushing, gravitational sphere around her approaching sister. The orb deafeningly folded the air within itself. Twisting the atmosphere like it was fuelling into something much more powerful and dangerous.
  1806.  
  1807. >The sphere at this stage was enough to pulverise a hundred regular mares, yet it only caused Celestia to momentarily sink into the floorboards. Bending and shattering them into several pieces with her hooves.
  1808.  
  1809. >And with the flick of her hoof, Celestia reached out and touched a weak spot on the intricate sphere. Distorting its flow and rupturing it like it was never there.
  1810.  
  1811. >Witnessing this Luna shrunk back. She had worked a month on that spell. And her sister had immediately noticed a flaw in it. Just like she always did with her. Constantly seeing her faults.
  1812. >Feeling her legs tremble Luna dejectedly sat down on the floor. Looking up to see her angry sister loom over her.
  1813.  
  1814. >”Finished?” Celestia sternly asked, watching as her sister winced and sniffled below her.
  1815.  
  1816. >”A-another failure….”
  1817. >”Excuse me?”
  1818. >”I-I was inebriated a-and… I did n-not realise… I always fa-fail you l-like this… I a-am a failure….”
  1819.  
  1820. >Celestia watched as the shadows around Luna grew. Slowly consuming her immediate surroundings.
  1821. >Shaking her head, the older alicorn reached down and enveloped her sister in a gentle wing. Hugging her dismayed form.
  1822.  
  1823. >”Lulu, that is the most senseless thing I have heard in a long time,” she said calmly, stroking her blue mane. “You are everything to me, but not a failure.”
  1824.  
  1825. >”H-honest?” Luna looked up. The darkness around her subsiding.
  1826.  
  1827. >”With my life,” Celestia answered, kissing her softly on the forehead. “And unlike the stars above us, my love for you, will never fade.”
  1828.  
  1829. >Twilight gawked with her mouth open. Incapable of fully processing what she had just seen. “*Did Luna just use parts of the moon’s gravity against her own sister!? As elements to a binding spell?! How is the mansion still standing?!*” Numerous alarmed questions soared in her head.
  1830.  
  1831. >Looking to her side Celestia saw the worried state Twilight was in. She was unsure if she would be able to overcome her trance if she called out to her. And so, she reached out with her golden magic. Taking hold of Twilight’s body and bringing her up, and over towards them.
  1832.  
  1833. >When she got close, she opened her other wing. And then placed Twilight under it, hugging the two of them together.
  1834.  
  1835. >Only after a good few minutes had passed them. When the two alicorns in her wings had adequately settled down. Did Celestia carefully lift her wings up. Breaking the group hug and assisting them to stand with her.
  1836.  
  1837. >”Feeling any better Luna?”
  1838. >”Y-yes, much better now sister. Thank you. I a-am sorry for my folly.”
  1839. >”You certainly will be in a moment.”
  1840.  
  1841. >And with that warning, Celestia grabbed Luna’s ear with her magic and began walking towards the table. Motioning for Twilight to follow as she did.
  1842.  
  1843. >”T-tia… this surely is not necessary.”
  1844. >”Hmm, lets see. First you inconvenience my date with Twilight and her friends. Then you throw a hissy fit about the modest spanking *I was* going to give you. And lastly, and the most important one, you worried me and Twilight with your self-deprecating beliefs.”
  1845.  
  1846. >Luna gulped as she heard her sister list off her various transgressions. Although she did not want to, she had to confirm how bad she was going to get it. Maybe Celestia was going to take pity on her this time.
  1847.  
  1848. >”H-how many… d-days?” Luna anxiously asked.
  1849. >”Days?” Twilight enquired as they neared the table.
  1850. >”She is asking how many days her rear will hurt,” Celestia answered Twilight, stopping infront of the table.
  1851. >”And to answer your question Luna. Five.”
  1852. >”Five?! P-please sister be merciful! Wh-what must I do to lessen the chastisement?!”
  1853.  
  1854. >After guiding Luna over the table. Celestia paused to contemplate her plea.
  1855. >”Twilight, my little sister is requesting to have her punishment reduced. I will allow for a day’s omission, if you have something *else* in mind?”
  1856.  
  1857. >”Well, she did scare me for a second there. I must admit. But at the same time, having to sit on a painful butt for almost a week, sounds kinda awful,” Twilight said aloud, halting to think for a moment. “I guess, during the following four days. We could give her two daily enemas. And she must ask either one of us for them.”
  1858.  
  1859. >”Very good Twilight. Did you hear Luna? You get one day less. Be sure to thank your niece later in your bedroom.”
  1860.  
  1861. >And with that, Celestia took hold of Luna’s hindlegs. Keeping them closed together, before ensnaring her legs with several golden tendrils. The binding diminished the flow of Luna’s natural magic to them. Making her tied limbs as weak as any mares. Then she did the same thing to her wings.
  1862.  
  1863. >”Twilight, please go up front and hold her forehooves for me.”
  1864. >”Sure!” she responded cheerfully, her mood steadily improving now that she was helping the two sisters.
  1865.  
  1866. >With a nervous twitch, Luna looked backwards as she heard a teleportation spell summon an item into the room.
  1867. >She felt ready to faint as she saw Celestia wield a rounded, metal paddle in her hoof. The implement was long enough to hit across both of her cheeks at once. And her sister’s upset expression, as she held it, was not helping to reassure her at all.
  1868.  
  1869. >”Eyes upfront!” Celestia snapped as she caught her sister staring.
  1870.  
  1871. >”S-orry big sister!” Luna whelped, taking her gaze forward and looking into Twilight’s much more comforting, albeit very excited eyes.
  1872.  
  1873. >”This is going to take a while Twilight. So go ahead and tell me if you need to take a break at some point.”
  1874.  
  1875. >Following her bleak statement, Celestia raised the heavy paddle up. And then slammed it down with her full, natural hoof strength. Directly onto the very center of Luna’s bottom. Meeting both of her cheeks with the violent hit. Pushing her towards Twilight with the force of the impact.
  1876.  
  1877. >*Smack!*
  1878. >”Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaa-fhhaaaaaaahhhhhhhaaaaaaaa!”
  1879.  
  1880. >*Smack!*
  1881. >”Ghhhhhhaaaaaaahhhhaaaaahhaaaaaa! Ssssiiiisssterrrr, ppleaaaaaassseee! Ussee yyourrr hhoo—"
  1882.  
  1883. >*Smack!*
  1884. >”Ahhhhhhaaaaaaafffffffhhhhhhaaaaaa-ahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa! Uuuuhuuuuuhuuuuuuhhhhuuu….”
  1885.  
  1886. >*Smack!*
  1887. >”Ahhhhuuufff-whaaaaahhhhhhhaaaaa! Whaaaaahhhhhhaaaa-wahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  1888.  
  1889. >*Smack…! Smack…! Smack…!*
  1890.  
  1891. ---
  1892.  
  1893. >”Hello Twilight,” Luna meekly said, fretting on her hooves and standing outside of the guest playroom door.
  1894.  
  1895. >”Hi aunty! Have you come to play with me and Cozy Glow?”
  1896.  
  1897. >”A-actually, I was hoping that you… that you might be willing to provide me with an internal c-cleansing?”
  1898.  
  1899. >”Of course aunty! I also get tummy aches from time to time. Please follow me.”
  1900.  
  1901. >”Thank you….”
  1902.  
  1903. >Walking inside Luna spotted Cozy Glow lying on a bondage table. She was on her back with her forelegs and barrel strapped down. And her hind fetlocks were being held open by a spreader bar. The bar was using a short chain to lock into a retractable post by her head. Thus pulling her hindlegs close to her body. Upturning her posterior and exposing her nethers.
  1904. >And from the ceiling pulley above Cozy Glow, a black rope was making its way down to her. This rope was being pulled taut just over her fillyhood. Yet the last distance between her sex, and the end of the rope, was connected by a much thinner string. And this thin cord had been tightly tied around the filly’s pumped-up clitoris.
  1905. >Cozy Glow’s discomfort was quite apparent, as she was already wincing and crying from having her sensitive clit harshly drawn. And by her side lay several unlit wax candles to be used.
  1906.  
  1907. >Ignoring her sobs Luna followed behind Twilight and into the bathroom. Nervously watching as she closed the door. Then turned to her.
  1908.  
  1909. >”Am I your first today?”
  1910. >”Yes, that is correct my niece. I figured you would more… lenient.”
  1911. >”Oh, do not worry,” Twilight giddily replied as she moved to open one of the wall cabinets. “I will be as gentle as Fluttershy.”
  1912.  
  1913. >Luna shuddered as she saw Twilight open and take out a large, enema syringe. The thing was as big as one of her legs.
  1914. >With trepidation she watched on as her niece attached a flexible extension nozzle to the end of it. And after securing it in place, she took out a bottle of lube and copiously smeared it. Then walked over to the bathroom sink.
  1915.  
  1916. >She continued to nervously observe her as she held the syringe in her magic by the sink. Removing the plunger from within it first, and then filled the empty enema tube up with lukewarm water; using a hose from the faucet.
  1917.  
  1918. >The blue alicorn was silently pleading that Twilight would stop filling it after a quarter of the way up. But she just kept at it. Not stopping until it was completely full of water.
  1919.  
  1920. >”There we go,” Twilight said in a satisfied tone, placing the plunger back into the full opening. “Your medicine is ready aunty!”
  1921. >”You are… too kind. I t-truly appreciate the assistance,” Luna struggled out.
  1922.  
  1923. >Wearing a happy smile on her muzzle, Twilight went up to Luna, holding the large syringe by her side with her magic.
  1924. >”I need you to turn around for me aunty. This goes in your hiney hole, not your mouth.”
  1925.  
  1926. >”Y-es, of course…,” Luna responded, turning around. “Please f-fill my behind....”
  1927.  
  1928. >Biting her lower lip, Twilight took a hoof forward and casually raised Luna’s tail up. Then she carefully touched her right butt cheek with the other. Feeling the heat from the severe welts all over it.
  1929. >The bruising on both of them were impressive to say the least. Even through her dark coat, she could still easily make out the blotchy colours of purple and red on her skin.
  1930. >And the only healing Celestia had done afterwards for her. Was closing her open blisters and restoring the short strands of hair that had fallen off from her paddled rear. Making her look normal from behind at a glance.
  1931.  
  1932. >Hearing Luna whimper from her light touch. Twilight removed her hoof and brought the flexible enema nozzle between her inflamed cheeks. Positioning the lubed opening of it against her tailhole.
  1933. >Twilight, keeping everything steady with her magic, then slowly began pushing the nozzle inside of Luna’s anus. Watching as she adorably clenched and unclenched as she penetrated her.
  1934.  
  1935. >And when the nozzle had fully disappeared into her bottom. Twilight moved her right hoof to the back of the plunger.
  1936. >”Deep breaths now aunty. Try to stay calm and do not budge! And I promise to be as quick as I can for you.”
  1937.  
  1938. >”Q-quick? There r-really is no need to ru—"
  1939. >Luna yelped as she was abrupted by an overwhelming torrent of lukewarm water, flooding into her rear.
  1940. >Just barely managing to stop herself from jumping away. Shaking and groaning loudly like she was fighting off a massive stomach cramp.
  1941.  
  1942. >”Oooohhfffuuuggffhhaaa-ghhuuhhhhaa!”
  1943.  
  1944. >Twilight did not let up for a second. Using a strong, continuous push to press down on the plunger. Feeling herself wink below as she forced the two parts to meet. Rapidly emptying and shooting the water deep into Luna’s straining bowels.
  1945.  
  1946. >And just as Twilight had gotten started, it was over. The plunger lay flush inside of the large enema tube. And there was not a single drop of its previous content, that had not made its way into Luna’s cramping insides. Saturating and bloating her, making the alicorn look slightly pregnant.
  1947.  
  1948. >But instead of pulling out, Twilight furtively turned on the plunger base. Making the plunger tip shrink inward so that she could effortlessly withdraw it from the enema tube. Then she brought the tip back about a quarter of the way. Before turning on it again. Resealing and trapping the air in it.
  1949.  
  1950. >”I am going to pull it out!” Twilight lied, trying to keep Luna unaware and distracted while she swiftly pushed the air into her.
  1951.  
  1952. >Luna let out two distinctly sharp grunts as she felt Twilight withdraw the nozzle from her tailhole. She was ready to collapse down onto the floor from the intense experience. But as soon as the nozzle had left her. She jerked upright. Clenching her cheeks tight as she nearly expelled right there on the floor.
  1953.  
  1954. >The quantity, combined with the warmth of the water, was already loosening everything she had stored within her rear. And the additional air that Twilight had surreptitiously injected. Made the slurry relentlessly push against her exit. Demanding her to let go.
  1955.  
  1956. >”T-twilight!” Luna groaned, turning around to meet her. “I r-require… 'ouuffhhh' the la-lavatory immediately!”
  1957.  
  1958. >”Sorry aunty, but I am not allowed to go near the big potty without mother’s permission. But I know something else we can use.”
  1959.  
  1960. >”N-no, not now Twilight! T-there is 'ughhhff' no t-time for silly games, I-I mus—"
  1961.  
  1962. >Reaching out with her magic, Twilight suddenly grabbed hold of Luna’s right ear. Pinching and pulling it high. Then began walking towards the glass shower stall in the corner.
  1963.  
  1964. >”T-twilight, p-please! M-yy… 'guhuuhhh' sweetest, bestest n-niece! I was being f-foolish! I am begging you, do 'uufffhhh' not tell my sister th-that I was being defiant!”
  1965. >”Behave and I won’t,” she answered in a firm tone. Still pinching and leading her by the ear.
  1966. >”Y-yes, I swear it! Th-aank you!”
  1967.  
  1968. >Twilight, winking and dripping between her hindquarters. Stopped infront of the glass door to the shower stall. Then slid it open and entered with Luna.
  1969. >Once inside the stall she took Luna to the glass wall on their right. Then motioned for her to spin around. Then she left her standing there. With her hind almost pressing up against the glass.
  1970.  
  1971. >”T-twilight?”
  1972.  
  1973. >Without answering her Twilight exited the stall and went around it. Halting when she reached the side of the clear glass where Luna was standing.
  1974.  
  1975. >”Make sure to keep your tail up aunty! It is going to get very dirty otherwise.” Twilight said as she directly stared at her bottom from the opposite side. “You may potty.”
  1976.  
  1977. >Luna was not so sure she could anymore. Even if her insides were churning and twisting like mad, and she felt like she was about to explode from the inner pressure. To do so would mean that Twilight got to see everything come out of her.
  1978. >But at the same time, she knew that her sister would return the paddle to her posterior if she did not comply. Both options were bad, but to risk her sister’s anger, was never the better alternative.
  1979.  
  1980. >Lifting her dock upright, Luna bared herself. And with good control she reasoned she could just let everything out in a measured fashion. Hoping to keep things as dignified and uninteresting as she possibly could. Only slightly relaxing her protruding muscle for it.
  1981.  
  1982. >However, the instant she relaxed. She outright burst and sprayed the glass window with her manure. Loudly flatulating as water and dung spewed forth from her tailhole. Managing to both wash the glass off, and then re-smear it with her lumpy stream.
  1983.  
  1984. >Within moments her rectal gushing ended. Yet Luna did not move from the spot. Even though her hind was dirty. And she was standing in her own excrement. Moving away did not occur to her. In fact, she was not sure what to do about anything. She was too drained and too ashamed to think.
  1985.  
  1986. >Entering inside the shower stall, Twilight walked up to the now slumping blue, alicorn. Nudging her docile form forward, to stand in the middle of the stall. Then she reached for the showerhead. And began rinsing and scrubbing her rear off.
  1987.  
  1988. >Humming, Twilight meticulously cleaned her. Leaving no area untouched she continued until the water running down from Luna’s hindlegs were clear.
  1989. >Then she used a scented shampoo to make her coat smell fresh and floral. Before moving to her mane and washing her from the top.
  1990.  
  1991. >After a few minutes of rinsing and cleaning. Twilight turned the water off and placed the showerhead back into its stand. Recognizing that Luna was as spotless and clean as she ever was.
  1992. >And with that, she guided the wet alicorn out from the shower.
  1993.  
  1994. >Using a drying spell Twilight both combed and dried her. And during it Luna seemed to regain her composure.
  1995.  
  1996. >”Y-you will not tell sister?” Luna meekly asked, unable to look Twilight in the eyes.
  1997. >”I had no real plans to,” she answered with hints of teasing in her voice. “I’ll wait until you really misbehave for that.”
  1998.  
  1999. >”Th-thank you,” Luna exhaled. Slowly feeling better and more confident.
  2000. >”You were very cute by the way. For a moment there I even thought the glass was going to shatter from how loud you were going.” Twilight playfully joshed, finishing her drying.
  2001.  
  2002. >”…”
  2003.  
  2004. >”Well aunty, I should get back to my playtime with Cozy Glow. But don’t forget to tell me when you need another fill-up? Okay?”
  2005.  
  2006. >With a fiery blush Luna nodded and then hurried out the door. Her tail adorably tucked between her legs as she exited the bathroom.
  2007.  
  2008. ---
  2009.  
  2010. >”Tia, would you please be generous and… g-grant me a purgative?”
  2011.  
  2012. >”I would be delighted to Lulu. Anything for my remorseful sister,” Celestia kindly answered, before adding in a more serious tone. “Have you been behaving and listening to Twilight?”
  2013.  
  2014. >”Y-yes big sister, I have,” Luna hesitantly replied.
  2015. >”Is that so? And if I were to ask her later, would she differ?”
  2016. >”No I… she said she would not… I mean—”
  2017. >”Speak the truth Luna!”
  2018. >”I-I momentarily disagreed with her! But t-then I begged and apologized… I did what she requested!”
  2019. >”And she accepted your apology?”
  2020. >”Yes!”
  2021. >”Then you have nothing to be concerned about. Now come along, I have already prepared something for us in the living room.”
  2022.  
  2023. >Feeling her heart race Luna agreed and followed her sister. Trying to seem as regretful as she could whilst walking alongside her. The bruising on her hind kept continuously aching as she followed her modest pace.
  2024.  
  2025. >”I know this is punishing for you Luna. But I must also thank you for requesting leniency when you did.”
  2026. >”T-thank me?”
  2027. >”Yes, Twilight spoke about the activity you both engaged in earlier. She practically dragged me to bed, demanding me to rut her from behind whilst recounting your ordeal in detail. Screaming both of our names in pleasure throughout it.”
  2028. >”…”
  2029. >”And as you know Luna, I enjoy seeing my Twilight happy and excited. It is something that I value and cherish dearly. Because of this, I am willing to overlook any minor transgressions during your trial. Just be mindful and keep her pleased for me. This is all that I ask.”
  2030.  
  2031. >Luna stopped walking for a moment. Pausing to think and contemplate her sister’s words.
  2032. >”If this is helping to bring you both closer to one another. Then I am… g-glad to be of service,” she stated with a difficult resolve.
  2033.  
  2034. >Leaning forward Celestia kissed her on the forehead.
  2035. >”Thank you for being supportive of our relationship Lulu. I will repay you later once your punishment is over.”
  2036. >There is no need for that sister. Besides, I kind of deserve this.”
  2037. >”Oh? Are you sure~? I have already booked a full week for you at the new stallion stable the town over. They say the boys there are very eager to please.”
  2038. >”Truly?! Thank you sister!” Luna joyfully exclaimed. “A-also, you do not need to throw those *tickets* away.”
  2039. >”They are in your room,” Celestia laughed in a friendly manner, watching as her sister blushed before her. “Now follow me sister. We still have matters to attend to.”
  2040.  
  2041. >Shortly thereafter, and Luna found herself standing in one of their living rooms. Her jaw nearly dropped as she saw the large, portable potty in the middle of it. The childish item was shaped as a swan. With its white neck acting as a brace to hold onto. And it was only the neck part of the swan that was colored. The seat itself was fully transparent. Allowing anyone to see into it while it was being used.
  2042.  
  2043. >And to make everything somehow worse, the enema stand next to the swan. Was loaded with a massive, clear bag full of soapy water. The cloudy solution was aggressively bubbling like it was carbonated. From the stand also hung a long, inflatable retention nozzle.
  2044.  
  2045. >Luna flinched as she saw the fizzling bag. It hurt her stomach just looking at it. Making her legs weaken.
  2046. >And behind the transparent potty, waited Twilight. She was sitting on the edge of a couch stool with her haunches spread wide. Breathing and panting heavily whilst moving a dildo in and out of her marehood.
  2047.  
  2048. >”T-tia?”
  2049.  
  2050. >“Do not worry Lulu, it is perfectly safe. The bubbles will just leave you abit flatulent for the rest of the day,” she concluded playfully. Taking hold of her sister’s ear she then led her to the swan.
  2051.  
  2052. ---
  2053.  
  2054. >The alicorn sisters were rutting on a rubber mattress. With Celestia mounted over Luna’s slightly smaller frame. And Twilight was lying inclined on a beanbag directly infront of them. Enjoying the explicit show as Luna passionately licked at her folds. Desperately trying to make her cum.
  2055.  
  2056. >”Sisssttterrrr! P-pl-eease, 'ugffha-haah' n-not so deeeep!”
  2057.  
  2058. >Celestia momentarily paused her thrusting thighs. Holding the strap-on dildo inside of Luna’s tailhole. Letting her adjust to its probing length as the twin enema bags—hanging on a stand by her side—steadily flowed through it.
  2059.  
  2060. >”Lulu! You are leaving my foal frustrated! Get your tongue back this instant! You only get to expel after satisfying her!” Celestia reminded, taking Luna’s mane and guiding her face back into Twilight’s wet snatch.
  2061.  
  2062. >Twilight watched as her mother pushed Luna’s muzzle forward, and between her splayed legs. Both seeing and feeling her tongue immediately return to her dripping vagina as she neared. To urgently lick and swirl within her sensitive tunnel.
  2063.  
  2064. >Moaning from the oral service, Twilight looked up to see Celestia give her a sly wink. And then she resumed rolling hips against Luna’s bottom. Having anal sex with her sister as the enema bags above them progressively emptied.
  2065.  
  2066. >And after just three minutes from having started. Luna accidentally squirted out from the watery penetration. Unable to keep the large enema inside while her sister stirred her rectum.
  2067.  
  2068. >”Mommy, I think… 'mnnhh' I think aunty is ha-aaving an accident!”
  2069.  
  2070. >”Yes, my little one. I can certainly smell her,” Celestia said lightheartedly. Pushing herself further forward. “Clearly I am not plugging her tightly enough~!”
  2071.  
  2072. ---
  2073.  
  2074. >Day: 1704
  2075.  
  2076. >With a swaying stride Celestia led Cozy Glow into her nursery. The diaper around her large posterior was sagging from its frequent uses throughout the day. Resulting in her distinct waddle.
  2077.  
  2078. >Having diapered herself just after getting out of bed that morning, meant that her diaper was now as packed as it realistically could get, before leaking down her legs. It had held up remarkedly well considering it was almost evening.
  2079.  
  2080. >And with Luna currently away she was free to roam her mansion in whatever foalish getup she so desired. Playing and enjoying herself without any possible embarrassments. Yesterday she even went ahead and tried out her newest spanking rune in the living room. Lying over a couch she had activated the rune over a heavy manebrush. Causing it to animate up into the air. The brush then began to systematically paddle her rear. Perfectly adjusting itself to maximize her discomfort. Not stopping until she was sincerely crying.
  2081.  
  2082. >The rune had arguably worked a little too well on her. Nothing her restoration magic couldn’t easily mend. Wanting to be able to sit and sleep without any disturbances.
  2083. >Then she enchanted the same brush again and placed it in a box. Sending it off to Twilight with a note ontop, instructing her to only open the box when she was alone in her bed. And on the inside of the lid resided another message. The inscription warning her not use any healing spells. Dresses only for the following two days.
  2084.  
  2085. >Wearing an exceedingly satisfied smirk, Celestia moved further into her playroom. Eventually coming to a halt next to a simple dining chair in the corner. And aligning the wall to their left, were several stacked highchairs of different sizes.
  2086.  
  2087. >Pulling out a highchair with a feeding tray on it that would fit a filly. Celestia then placed it infront of the dining chair, directly facing it. Once done with her furniture arrangements she raised Cozy Glow up from the floor with her magic. Seating her in the highchair and closing the tray over her. Securing her small frame within it.
  2088.  
  2089. >Turning around the alicorn then raised her tail up, presenting her bulging diaper to the seated filly.
  2090. >”I will be with you in a moment~!” she cheerfully exclaimed, shaking her rump. Then moved towards her bathroom. Disappearing from the pegasus view for a few minutes, before returning to her with the same diaper.
  2091.  
  2092. >”Here we are,” Celestia said whilst lowering the full diaper down onto Cozy Glow’s feeding tray. “I do hope you brought your appetite.”
  2093. >And as she placed the smelly garment down, she couldn’t help but wrinkle her muzzle at it. The scent from it was strong. Ridiculously so. Having worn it all day and messed in it three times. Not to mention all the urine, sweat and marecum that had been saturating and stewing everything inside. Adding to the now previously contained odour.
  2094.  
  2095. >Becoming more and more aroused from what she was about to do, Celestia quickly levitated a silicone dildo over. The stallion shaped toy was hefty and lengthy in all the right places. Full of pleasant runes that could easily bring her to climax. And with a simple binding spell she attached it upright, onto the dining chair.
  2096.  
  2097. >With an excited neigh Celestia turned around. Facing Cozy Glow she flagged her tail and grabbed the flare of the dildo. Then she proceeded to lower her hindquarters down onto the chair. Slowly guiding the dildo into her wet marehood as she did.
  2098. >Letting herself adjust to its length and thickness. Appreciating how the dildo filled and stretched her vagina the deeper it went.
  2099.  
  2100. >Once the dildo was fully inserted, she activated it with a flash of her horn. Setting the shaft on low and feeling the entire length gently vibrate and move within her. Then she floated a bib and a plastic spoon over. Fastening the spill catch around the filly’s neck.
  2101. >Taking and sinking the spoon into her messy diaper, Celestia began to stir everything in it together. Mixing and crushing any larger pieces as she went.
  2102.  
  2103. >After half a minute of stirring. Her manure had turned into a thick, brown slurry. And somehow the stench seemed even worse than before.
  2104. >”There we go, all nice and smooth for my little foal~,” Celestia happily informed with a wink.
  2105.  
  2106. >Just a single look from Cozy Glow face spoke of the profound revulsion she was undergoing. She knew exactly what to expect from it tastewise. Fetid, nauseating flavours that would linger and make her feel physically sick for hours afterwards.
  2107.  
  2108. >”Do not look so glum Cozy,” Celestia gleefully told her, turning the spoon up and bringing it forward. “Be a good girl and smile for us now.”
  2109.  
  2110. >”Y-yes my goddess,” she swiftly replied, forcing herself to smile before opening her mouth up.
  2111.  
  2112. >”See? I knew you wanted to be my good foal today too~,” Celestia purred as she took the spoon into her mouth. Waiting a second for her to close. Then pulled the spoon out.
  2113.  
  2114. >A distorted visage instantly formed on Cozy Glow’s face as the excrement was dropped on her tongue. She was trying her best to smile, just as she was simultaneously grimacing from the horrifying taste. Fighting with her mind to spit and puke.
  2115.  
  2116. >Celestia let out a short laugh at her plight, then dipped the spoon back into her diaper. Scooping up as much on it as she could.
  2117. >Cozy Glow hadn’t quite managed to swallow everything from the first spoon, regardless she opened and took the next batch all the same. Showcasing her soiled mouth to Celestia as she obediently did.
  2118.  
  2119. >And as she closed her mouth, she shuddered and sputtered. Unknowingly spilling a tiny amount into her bib.
  2120. >”Such a messy eater,” Celestia teased as she watched her writhe in absolute disgust. “Go ahead and savour that for a minute. There is something I wish to discuss with you.”
  2121.  
  2122. >With a contorted face Cozy Glow looked up, her mouth closed but full of reeking dung. She was trying to focus on what Celestia was going to say. A difficult task with her tongue buried in foul waste. Her senses assaulted by unbelievably revolting flavours. Hampering her ability to clearly think.
  2123.  
  2124. >”Next week I will be visiting the Crystal Empire with Twilight. Some of our friends there have arranged for certain *festivities* within the castle walls.” She stops to reach under herself with her magic. Flicking the dildo to medium. Then continues. “Th-here is going to be a fair few young ponies at the gathering. Mostly foals and colts your age, but— 'mnnhh' also some adolescent company will be present aswell.”
  2125.  
  2126. >Pausing to move the spoon back into her diaper, Celestia neatly loaded it with another filthy portion, meeting Cozy Glow’s suffering eyes and offering her a look of fake sympathy as she lifted it up. Lingering and giving her a good view of its dirty content.
  2127.  
  2128. >”Swallow,” she ordered after a few seconds, tauntingly holding the ready spoon just above the diaper. Humorously waiting for her to work down the notable amount still in her mouth.
  2129.  
  2130. >And as she saw her force the dung into her stomach. Celestia let out a hot moan as the dildo in her vagina hit an especially gratifying spot. The toy was as tantalizing as ever. And the added delight from seeing the little pegasus consume what had come out of her tailhole. Only increased her heated lust. Knowing that each second was Tartarus for her; truly did everything that the vibrating dildo could not.
  2131.  
  2132. >Carefully guiding the loaded spoon forward, Celestia watched Cozy Glow give the brown dung on it a look of pure despair as it neared her lips. And when the filthy substance entered and landed on her tongue. Her facial features changed from misery to queasy. The collar ensuring that she wouldn’t vomit as she worked the dung around in her mouth.
  2133.  
  2134. >”And when Twilight an-d myself arrives at the orgy. I want you to be the main star of it. I want you to show all of the inexperienced children there how t— 'mmnn-hhaah' h-how to properly worship the adult attendees. But above all else. I want you to constantly flaunt yourself to Twilight. As I need her desires to never cease during the event.”
  2135.  
  2136. >With a twisted smile Celestia returned the oval into her stirred mess. Listening as Cozy Glow began gagging and retching as she finished what was currently in her mouth. Her forced smile vanishing altogether.
  2137. >”Oh, try not to be so dramatic Cozy. Its only been three spoonful’s.” Celestia noted amusedly. Pushing the new load into her opened mouth.
  2138.  
  2139. >”But yes, as you can probably imagine, it would not be the same thing if you were just acting like a little temptress because I ordered you to. No, I want you to commit to it willingly for me. Being as enticing— 'mnhhhha' as y-ou can for my Twilight. Spurring her on at all times and helping her around the room with me. And if we work together, I know that we can keep her needy and accepting throughout the occasion. Free and explorative, trying all the holes and phalluses she possibly can, and not solely lusting after mine.”
  2140.  
  2141. >Dipping the oval into the diaper, Celestia playfully swirled the utensil around. Haphazardly seeking out any undigested plant matter as she went through it. And then she piled and rolled up what she could easily pick out. Eventually leaving the spoon rich with soft grain shells and fibre strands. Then she moved the much thicker serving passed Cozy Glow’s trembling lips.
  2142.  
  2143. >“Do this selfless task for me, be my slutty whorse, and you will be kindly rewarded. Three weeks without an-y of this,” Celestia said whilst circling the diaper with her spoon. “A warm bed, proper food and no chores during that time will also be provided. Do we have an agreement Cozy? Yes, or no?”
  2144.  
  2145. >Chewing and groaning in revulsion, the filly immediately coughed out a broken yes, spilling some of the sour dung into her bib as she hurried to answer.
  2146.  
  2147. >“Excellent! I was hoping you would— 'mnnnhaah' see my way,” Celestia happily approved, already knowing her answer. Then she lowered the spoon into Cozy Glow’s bib. Scooping out all of the saliva drenched manure, before moving the slop back into her grimy mouth. Holding and twirling it inside. “We will practice seduction and how you should excite her for sex tomorrow. Conffiiid-ence is important here. The more you manage to direct her interest elsewhere, onto the other foals, the less she will claim your body for her satisfaction.”
  2148.  
  2149. >And as Celestia removed the empty spoon from Cozy Glow mouth. The filly began shaking and loudly whinnying from the feeding. Quivering in her seat as if she’d been tossed in freezing water. Her violent shivering lasting only for a short, intense moment. With tears running down her sickly-scrunched face instead as they slowed.
  2150.  
  2151. >”Aww~, it looks like my little foal is enjoying her numnums so much she is crying,” Celestia remarked with perverse affection. Her clitoris winking nonstop as she witnessed the pegasus break out in tears from the sordid meal. Given the smell she understood that her excrement was particularly strong-tasting today. Requiring only a few helpings of it to make Cozy Glow lose control.
  2152.  
  2153. >And in Celestia’s heightened, aroused state. The filly’s adorable mewlings were enough to push her close to her first climax. Needing to immediately satisfy her fiery yearnings she raised herself up from the soaked seat. Hearing her own marehood squelch as the dildo withdrew and re-entered her wet folds. Freely moaning infront of Cozy Glow as she took the toy several times over.
  2154.  
  2155. >With a flick of her magic she made the dildo dance wildly in her. The rousing toy driving her to throatily nicker. Urging her to voraciously bounce her big hind against the seat faster and faster. Her entire sex throbbing and tingling from the combined stimulation.
  2156.  
  2157. >And as the shaft relentlessly slurped in and out of her marehood. She felt how her opening tried to greedily suck and grip the dildo around its attached base. Failing each time as she pulled herself up from it. She absolutely loved the sensation. And she demanded more with every slippery penetration.
  2158.  
  2159. >Then, after humping and rocking for two minutes more—she forced herself up high—and then down hard onto the chair with a wet splat.
  2160. >Climaxing and squirting on the seat she tensed and clamped around the buried dildo. Milking it with her inner muscles. All the while letting out a low, continuous moan as she rode her orgasm out.
  2161.  
  2162. >Panting and sweating Celestia took a minute to come down from her euphoric state. And as soon as she had collected herself enough, she switched the dildo to a more modest setting. Her hypersensitive marehood kept tightening and relaxing on its own. Responding to the toy as it gently moved in her, making her feel its full shape with every twitch. It was as titillating as it was frustrating.
  2163. >Then she refocused on the spoon lying on the feeding tray.
  2164.  
  2165. >“How about we finish… this m-uch today,” Celestia breathily voiced, picking up the spoon. Separating and forming a generous hill of excrement with the utensil. “And for agreeing t— 'haah-hha' to my proposal, you may take the rest of this yummy treat through your hiney tomorrow.” The alicorn concluded, lifting and guiding another smelly dollop into Cozy Glow’s unhappy mouth. Ever so slowly feeling her next climax begin to rise as she watched the filly struggle with the taste of her dung.
  2166.  
  2167. ---
  2168.  
  2169. >Day: 1743
  2170.  
  2171. >After leading Twilight up on a cushioned table by the windows, Celestia used her magic to pull and hold her soiled diaper down and outwards. Just enough to expose her tailhole. Being mindful not to dirty her tail throughout.
  2172.  
  2173. >Glancing into the diaper she could see that Twilight’s cheeks were only lightly smeared. And that there were just three or four horse apples in it. Surprising, considering the gluttonous amounts of pancakes and baked goods she had been eating between now, and her last change. Pushing the diaper upwards, from below with her hoof, she could see that there wasn’t anything more to her modest deposit. Only that they were wet from being peed on.
  2174.  
  2175. >”Oh Twilight~, whatever am I going to do with you? I only changed you four hours ago, and you are already smelly again.”
  2176. >”Sowy mamma, I made a poopy when I was playing with Cozy.”
  2177. >”Silly thing, you should have told me. I could have brought you to your potty.”
  2178. >”Nuhu, I wanted to play, not be on the potty.”
  2179. >”Are we being rambunctious, dear? Yesterday you even refused to come down for your next *hiney-meal* when I shouted. Stuck in your erotic novels like you were. I had to come and get you.”
  2180. >”Umm… sowy?”
  2181. >”No, that will not do Twilight. In fact, I think a little reminder of your place is in order. You have been long overdue for one.”
  2182. >”S-spankies?”
  2183. >”No honey, something abit more enjoyable for the both of us~. You can probably tell by the position you are in.”
  2184.  
  2185. >As she finished talking Celestia teleported in a large enema syringe. Drawing the plunger back she filled it with air. Then she brought the wide tip to her mouth. Leaving a nice sheen of saliva on it.
  2186. >With the tip lubed she moved it down, towards Twilight’s tailhole. Spreading her cheeks open with her magic and giving herself a pleasant view in the process. Then she slowly pushed and rotated the rounded point onto her anus. Seeing it sink inside.
  2187.  
  2188. >”Mommy?” Twilight inquired with a blush, feeling her bowels strain and fill-up with air.
  2189. >”Shush now sweetheart. I only want to hear your beautiful moans during this. And nothing else from your mouth unless told. Understood?”
  2190. >”Oookayy~.”
  2191. >”Good girl. Now just relax,” Celestia said as she pulled the plunger out, holding the inserted tube steady. Then she reinserted the plunger back into it. Pushing another substantial serving of air into her bottom.
  2192.  
  2193. >Squirming, Twilight clenched around the tip in her rear. She already felt bloated from the internal pressure. And she had a fairly good idea of what Celestia wanted to do next. Sure, anal sex was going to be a little bit more embarrassing with the amount of extra air in her. But as long as it was just the two of them, it didn’t matter.
  2194.  
  2195. >Upon meeting the plunger flush with the enema tube. Celestia carefully withdrew it from Twilight’s anus. There was no need to tell her to clench when she removed it, as she already knew to do so.
  2196. >With the enema done, Celestia grabbed the sides of her dirty diaper, before pulling it back up over her rump. Adjusting and checking it for any lose tabs. Finding no issues with her disposable protection, she proceeded to use a fabric spell to cut a long vertical line at the back of her soiled diaper. Just where her tailhole would be. And to avoid getting the soft fluff everywhere. She folded and crimped the two edges shut with heat.
  2197.  
  2198. >Preparations complete, Celestia took a moment to look over Twilight’s submissive form. How she was deliciously fidgeting on the table. With her messy hind sticking out for her, to do with whatever she wished. Or how the creased opening was now hinting at her protruding anus. Inviting her to explore her perfect rump.
  2199. >The alluring sight made her flare her nostrils out. Her love was going to get aggressively rutted for tempting her in such an absolute way. This much was certain.
  2200.  
  2201. >Taking her eyes off her for a second so she could focus. Celestia quickly located and summoned in one of her strap-on harnesses. Two large phalluses accompanied it. One on the inside, and one on the outside. The exterior one being narrower, but longer. And it got progressively thicker in size throughout its pliant, long length. With an abrupt ending to it that was basically as wide as her hoof.
  2202.  
  2203. >And even though Celestia was wet, the size of her own dildo took some work to get inside. Needing to shove and twist it several times. Frustrating her to no end as she stared at Twilight’s clad hindquarters.
  2204. >Eventually she got the bumpy mass fully situated within her vagina. And by then she was feeling like she was in the middle of a serious estrous cycle.
  2205.  
  2206. >Celestia then smeared the exterior dildo with a continuous lubrication spell. With that taken care of she immediately mounted Twilight. Placing her heavy forehooves between her withers.
  2207. >Breathing and panting in excitement, Celestia brusquely guided the tapered head of her strap-on up, and into the premade opening of Twilight’s diaper. Sliding it through the smooth plastic and touching her exit hole.
  2208.  
  2209. >Growling in lust, Celestia contained herself enough, to let the probing head easily glide into Twilight’s clenching anus. Her daughter’s cute gasps inciting her on as she slowly penetrated her. And after getting the head, and some of its length inside of her. Celestia thrust forward. Causing Twilight to yelp and groan in discomfort. Yet she knew that she was going to be wishing for more in just a moment.
  2210.  
  2211. >Twilight felt her stomach violently cramp with the initial thrust. And she heard herself wetly release with it. That, together with her current groaning, made it truly sound like she was trying to defecate.
  2212. >It was embarrassing, yes. But more importantly, she wanted to lay down on her side. To soothe some of the harsh cramps washing over her. So that she could better enjoy herself.
  2213. >With that priority in mind, she indicated that she wanted to rise and pull her legs up on the table. To change her position.
  2214.  
  2215. >”Lie still and take it!” Celestia almost shouted in response. She could hardly believe her behaviour sometimes. “Move and all of your maintenance spankings will be given with implements again!”
  2216. >And with that warning, Celestia activated both of their phalluses. Making them vibrate on high. Then she began breeding her hole in earnest. Thrusting into her crinkling padding from behind. Steadily forcing more and more of the long, strap-on dildo into her bottom. Wanting to see the entire thing disappear in her.
  2217.  
  2218. >Twilight let out multiple broken, gruff neighs in rapid succession. Then she halted her repositioning, managing to clear her mind just enough to think about being paddled every other day. It was fun and hot with Celestia’s hoof over her lap, and the sensual aftercare she gave her was always mind-meltingly erotic. But if her brush or school cane got involved, then things would only ever hurt. Both during and afterwards.
  2219.  
  2220. >Choosing to lie still, all Twilight could do was grunt and noisily expel as she took it anally. And given the amount of air she had received from the enema. She suspected that her humiliating, rearward sounds weren’t going to be stopping any time soon.
  2221. >And so, she tried pushing out to ease her full bowels instead. Straining and panting loudly around the moving sex toy. Her face turning completely crimson with the exertion. Unfortunately, little of the trapped air would escape her. The dildo in her hind was blocking her to some extent, but it was all of the involuntary clenching and relaxing that came with her mother’s thrusting. That made things difficult. Her muscles contracting and disobeying her will whenever she tried. And the pressure and vibrations were alre—
  2222.  
  2223. >”I hope I am not interrupting anything?” Luna suddenly said from behind the mating pair. “You two are certainly at it early today.”
  2224.  
  2225. >”Hello sister, m— 'mnnhaaha' my a-apologies. I did not think you would be up at this hour,” Celestia replied, her own muzzle becoming bright red. Slowing her thrusts down as she talked, but didn’t cease entirely.
  2226.  
  2227. >”That is quite alright Tia,” Luna answered back. Moving up to the side of the table. Stopping to look at Twilight. The younger alicorn had her hooves crossed over her head. Trying to hide her shame. The smells and sounds coming from her rear were more than a little indecent.
  2228.  
  2229. >”How is my sister Twilight? Is she riding you well and true?”
  2230. >”…”
  2231. >”Answer her Twilight!” Celestia reprimanded with an especially deep thrust. Letting her feel the beginning of the thickest part.
  2232. >”Yea-hhss! Y-yes she is— 'ffhuugaaahh' very g-ood aunty!”
  2233. >”Good at what my little niece?”
  2234. >”A-at sex, at— 'mmnffuohh' r-rutting my nau-hghty hiney!”
  2235. >”I thought as much,” Luna mirthfully replied, moving a hoof to Twilight’s sweaty mane. Gently stroking her a few times. “Obviously, this sort of *bonding* is exactly what foals your age desire, and need the most.” Then she veered her gaze up, towards her sister.
  2236. >”Well, you heard her Tia, she wants more not less. Do not hold back for her sake.”
  2237. >”Yes, than-nk you Lulu.”
  2238.  
  2239. >And with that sisterly encouragement, Celestia lowered her large frame downwards. Touching Twilight’s back with her barrel. Embracing and purposefully weighing her inflated belly down against the table.
  2240. >Then she began wildly thrusting into her. Holding nothing back anymore as she claimed her lover. Pounding into her hind and making Twilight squeal and grunt with each powerful insertion. Pushing her thighs right up against her diaper, allowing the wide end of her strap-on, to naturally stretch her backdoor open with the force.
  2241.  
  2242. >The much faster pace greatly rustled and crinkled Twilight’s dirty undergarment. Spreading the few horse apples already in it, whilst also gracelessly drawing more out from her depths. Increasing the infantile sounds coming out from below her.
  2243.  
  2244. >And even though Luna was still watching her, Twilight couldn’t do anything to control her flatulating tailhole. Or her crude, guttural moaning for that matter. Not with the long, gradual dildo expanding and easing her muscle open every fraction of a second.
  2245. >Furthering her embarrassing situation, Celestia took control of her front hooves and placed them straight on the table with her magic. Uncovering her head and holding her poll still with her aura. She then brought her mouth next to her right ear. Licking and digging her tongue directly into it. Making out with her small orifice and drooling down the side of her face.
  2246.  
  2247. >The combination of hungry affection and intense anal became too much for Twilight. With her mouth ajar and her tongue lolling out, she climaxed into her diaper. Shaking and whinnying on the table. However, Celestia didn’t let up. Not for a second. She kept slamming herself into her padded rump just as hard. Only pulling out from her ear to loudly moan as her own dildo granted her pleasure.
  2248.  
  2249. >”Wow,” Luna said to herself, watching the duo go at it. She would probably be winking by now if it wasn’t for the unflattering scents around them. Moving back abit, she saw that Twilight’s diaper was much darker and damper than when she had first entered the room. And that her purple hindlegs were constantly trying to walk over one another. Criss-crossing to somehow find better purchase. Notably so when her sister rammed into her firmly and deep. As if she didn’t know what to do with her body in response. The frantic display was rather endearing Luna had to admit.
  2250.  
  2251. >An idea then formed in the alicorns mind as she watched Twilight struggle with her hindlegs. She just hoped it wouldn’t get her in trouble with her sister later. Igniting her horn she directed a blue aura around her erratic legs. Then she brought them tightly together. Closing them and fixing them still. The binding making it impossible for her to adopt a wide stance. Or to kick backwards.
  2252.  
  2253. >The reaction from Twilight was immense. She started deliriously screaming and begging in one go. Both for her mother to slow down, and for her to never stop making love to her.
  2254. >And with the added tightness, Luna could see how Celestia increased the intensity and force behind her already strong thrusts. She genuinely appeared to be entertained that she could use more of her strength.
  2255.  
  2256. >Exhaling, Luna realized that she had been worrying for naught. Tasting the air she then concluded that it was *definitely* time for her to leave. As the shaft moving in and out of Twilight’s bottom, had started dropping mushy dung outside of her diaper. Undoubtedly because of the seam in her childish garment fouling over too much from the muddy sex. On top of that, her vulgar emissions were just as synchronized and pervasive with each penetration as they had been. The noise being as unappealing to her as the scent was.
  2257.  
  2258. >So, except for the additional mess, and her little spell, hardly anything had really changed between them. Her sister was breeding her just fast, showing no signs of slowing down whatsoever. Despite all of Twilight’s very loud requests to do so.
  2259.  
  2260. >”Poor baby,” Luna quietly snickered, before turning around. Sorely needing to grab a bite to eat from the kitchen. And after taking a few steps away from the rowdy couple—from the corner of her eyes—she could see how Celestia raised her flowing tail up. Holding it high and urinating down on the floor. Then she shuddered and orgasmed as she finished going. Passionately moaning with her wings upright. Only momentarily slowing down her aggressive thrusting during it.
  2261.  
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  2263.  
  2264. >”Ple-ples-plehhueiiissseee-hhhhuuuuuuguuhh, nooht s-hhoo faahhhaasst! Uuhhiiiiiiggouhhhf-ouuuhff-ouuuhhff!”
  2265.  
  2266. >Celestia was getting tired of her foal’s defiance. Some begging was expected, it was unavoidable even given their strenuous lovemaking. And she wouldn’t have minded a slipup or two in the throes of it.
  2267. >But she had been quite clear about what she had wanted out of her mouth earlier. And Twilight had more than exceeded what she was allowed. She was not even attempting to reflect upon her words.
  2268.  
  2269. >Because of that, she formed a thin mirror infront of them both. Leaving it at the end of the table. Allowing Twilight to see her annoyed face.
  2270.  
  2271. >With a challenging snarl, Celestia then roughly restrained Twilight’s head against the table with her left hoof. Pressing down and holding her face sideways on it. After the harsh, but still measured rearrangement, she brought her muzzle to her vulnerable crest.
  2272. >Pausing her thrusting for the first time, she waited for Twilight to focus in on her. To realize the situation she was in.
  2273.  
  2274. >And when her daughter did, she bit into her crest. Snapping her incisors over her skin, twisting to the right.
  2275. >The act caused Twilight to whimper, both from the pain, but also from the understanding that her behaviour had been bad.
  2276.  
  2277. >Celestia then moved her hindlegs forward, as much as the short distance would allow for. And whilst biting and holding Twilight down. She slowly started to squeeze the widest part of her strap-on dildo into her tailhole. Having only given her half of it during their mating thus far. And in truth, she thought that the remaining half was going to be unnecessary. Just knowing that it was there, should have been enough of a warning for her. As it was anything but pleasant.
  2278.  
  2279. >”Mothhheer! I-t’s thhoo muuchhhh— 'ghaaah' do-n’t! Oww-ow-aaaahhhiiieee!”
  2280.  
  2281. >Twilight instantly panicked as she felt her sore exit begin to painfully stretch out. She tried to flex her wings and arch her back to roll off. When that didn’t work, she tried to shuffle her hind to the side. To somehow evade the wide mass from going further between her cheeks. Her legs being tied the way they were, meant that she could at best, wiggle her rump.
  2282.  
  2283. >Celestia, irritated over her lover’s selfish attempts to flee, sunk her teeth into her harder. The much rougher bite seemed to work. Twilight stilled her moving altogether. And the simple act cemented her place in their hierarchy. To accept her love unconditionally, and to do as she was told, regardless of her individual discomforts to any of it. A reminder.
  2284.  
  2285. >And once she had fully inserted the dildo into Twilight’s rear. She held it still in her. Letting her experience the serious width of it. Daring her to say anything about it.
  2286.  
  2287. >Celestia then waited patiently. Waiting for her wincing mewls to transform into sobs. And when they soon did. She let go of her head and crest. Pulling out from her rump she kissed her on the top of her head, before resuming her energetic rutting.
  2288.  
  2289. >And instead of begging for a slower pace this time, the room filled with stumbling promises to be an obedient, good girl.
  2290.  
  2291. >Rolling her eyes, Celestia snorted and laughed inwardly. “Her heart is in the right place,” she concluded to herself. Ramming and seating the dildo flush with each thrust. Completely loosening her bottom. Ensuring her actual need for diapers the next couple of days.
  2292.  
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