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The daily life of Cozy Glow

By tenderloin
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2024-04-20 16:50:48
Expiry: Never
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  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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  4.  
  5. >After having retired to their crystal mansion in Silver Shoals. The two sisters, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna had ordered the pegasus filly Cozy Glow released from her stony imprisonment.
  6.  
  7. >Once 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.
  8.  
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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, even with all of the extra precautions. 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. >However, before they could actually engage 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 her great relief. The rune collar—once properly secured around Cozy Glow’s neck—had worked flawlessly. Making her completely safe to be around.
  21. >Thus, the filly was allowed to roam around the mansion. Doing their various *requests* throughout the day and night.
  22.  
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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 disturbances 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. >Winking back at the filly she spread her hindlegs open. Giving her a better view while she continued filling the toilet.
  44.  
  45. >A moment later Celestia eventually finished going. Feeling both much lighter and better as a result.
  46. >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.
  47.  
  48. >Immediately after seeing Celestia turn and lift her tail up. Cozy Glow got up from the floor and rushed over to her side.
  49. >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.
  50. >And with it she got up, and under her flowing, ethereal tail.
  51.  
  52. >Cozy Glow with her muzzle now inbetween Celestia’s white haunches. Let her tongue out.
  53. >Gingerly dragging it over her marehood and catching any stray droplets there. Before continuing further north.
  54. >And when she reached her stained tailhole, she stopped. Concentrating on the plump, round muscle she began licking any and all brown traces away from it.
  55.  
  56. >”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.
  57.  
  58. >After a pleasant minute 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.
  59.  
  60. >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.
  61.  
  62. >”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.”
  63.  
  64. >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.
  65. >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.
  66.  
  67. >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.
  68.  
  69. >”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.
  70.  
  71. >Celestia with her rumbling stomach now settled—and not wishing to be next to her own odorous smell any longer—turned and exited out the door.
  72.  
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  74.  
  75. >After her sordid dinner Cozy Glow wobbled out into the long hallway. Her stomach was full of Celestia’s nauseating manure. She wanted to vomit but was forbidden to do so by the collar.
  76.  
  77. >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.
  78. >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.
  79.  
  80. >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.
  81.  
  82. >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.
  83. >Not immediately seeing Luna anywhere, she continued further inwards, heading for the reading lounge at the far end.
  84.  
  85. >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.
  86.  
  87. >“Mistress Luna, y-you requested me?” Cozy Glow said humbly as she neared her. Masking her sickness and fear.
  88. >”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.”
  89. >”O-of course my night goddess!”
  90.  
  91. >Cozy Glow swiftly stepped off the lush carpet she was on and laid down on the cold flagstone floor.
  92. >Rolling onto her back she then grabbed her hindlegs and pulled them close. Upturning her rump and revealing her fillyhood for her to see.
  93.  
  94. >Placing her book ontop of a stack, Luna quietly got up and moved over to the filly. Stopping just infront of her presenting form.
  95. >And then, focusing on her magic, she located and teleported over a black flail whip from her bedroom.
  96. >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.
  97.  
  98. >”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.”
  99. >”Y-yes mistress….”
  100.  
  101. >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.
  102. >”Make sure to thank me after each lick,” she cautioned before snapping the whip back—and then down with significant force—directly onto her bare folds.
  103.  
  104. >*Crack!*
  105.  
  106. >Supressing a shrill scream the filly smiled back at her dark queen and thanked her.
  107. >”Th-thank y-you mistress!”
  108.  
  109. >*Crack!*
  110. >”T-thaank youu mi-mistresss!”
  111.  
  112. >Shaking and whimpering in anguish, Cozy Glow continued to hug her legs as much as she could. Making herself easy to hit whilst despairingly waiting for the next strike to come.
  113.  
  114. >*Crack!*
  115. >”Thha-nnkk 'fhwahh' y-you… 'haah' mistrhess!”
  116.  
  117. >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.
  118.  
  119. >*Crack!*
  120. >”Aahhhhhhaaaahhhhaaaaa! Ghhhaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa-ahhhhhhhaaaaa, ffhuuaaahhhhhaaaaaa!”
  121.  
  122. >”Are you deaf?! I said no screaming!”
  123. >*Crack!*
  124.  
  125. >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.
  126.  
  127. >*Crack…! Crack…! Crack…!*
  128.  
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  130.  
  131. >Feeling the stinging buzz on her collar, Cozy Glow abruptly awoke from her slumber.
  132. >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.
  133.  
  134. >Looking out the window she could tell it was early morning. And so, with a painful limp, got out from her small, canine bed.
  135. >Her uncomfortable, round bed was placed on the floor. Directly next to Celestia’s own luxurious royal bed.
  136.  
  137. >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.
  138.  
  139. >And once over her mature sex, she carefully brought her muzzle down next to it.
  140. >Letting her tongue out she then started licking her awake. Washing her morning dampness away.
  141.  
  142. >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.
  143. >Stirring, and with a red flush, Celestia let out a pleased yawn. Leisurely stretching her front hooves and rubbing her eyes softly.
  144.  
  145. >Now aware of her bedroom surroundings, she blinked and spread her haunches open. Guiding a hoof under her duvet.
  146. >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.
  147.  
  148. >And once she felt awake enough, she lifted the covers off with her magic.
  149. >Looking down Celestia saw the ruffled, pitiful state Cozy Glow was in. Her face half-buried within her folds and struggling to properly breathe.
  150. >She then rubbed herself up and down on her face a few more times, before loosening her grip and letting her go.
  151.  
  152. >Coughing and clearing the mare juice out of her eyes, Cozy Glow looked up and courteously greeted her owner.
  153.  
  154. >”G-good morning my goddess. Did you have a pleasant rest?”
  155. >”Yes I did, thank you for asking,” answered Celestia back, noticing the severely bruised areas around her waist.
  156. >Tapping on the bed she calmly said, ”lie down next to me, on your back.”
  157.  
  158. >Doing as instructed, the pegasus settled next to her on the bed.
  159. >And when she did, Celestia brought a hoof down and parted her bruised thighs.
  160. >Areas of dark purple could be easily seen scattered randomly about, all over her lower region. From her small teats to her dock.
  161. >Numerus cracked and clotted scabs were dotted everywhere. With hair and small pieces of her labia missing here and there.
  162.  
  163. >”Did my sister need to heal you afterwards?”
  164. >”I think so miss, I was bleeding alot. But I can’t really remember.”
  165. >”I see. Well you look fine for the moment. I’ll restore your genitals later. For now you may continue between my legs.”
  166. >”Yes of course!”
  167.  
  168. >Returning to below her waist, Cozy Glow gently spread Celestia’s cleft open.
  169. >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.
  170.  
  171. >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.
  172.  
  173. >By this point not even the alicorn herself knew how many hours Cozy Glow must’ve spent between her legs.
  174. >As every morning started the same way for her. Thus ensuring that the filly was *more than* intimately familiar with her privates.
  175. >Having her not only memorize her feminine taste and shape, but more importantly, how to precisely please her.
  176.  
  177. >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.
  178. >And everytime she switched places, she could hear Celestia gasp and strain above her. Pulling and tightening her grip on her mane.
  179.  
  180. >Cozy Glow had come to abhor all mornings. Being forced to depravedly pleasure one of her greatest enemy’s. And the distasteful things that would always transpire afterwards, in Celestia’s bathroom. Made each wakening a repeating nightmare.
  181. >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.
  182.  
  183. >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.
  184.  
  185. >A few minutes more and Cozy Glow had completely replaced Celestia’s previous gasps of pleasure with throaty, carnal moans.
  186. >And hearing her openly moan above her, and knowing she was close, she returned back to her clit.
  187. >Holding the swollen protrusion still with her lips, she teasingly circled it with her tongue. Not letting it wink back this time.
  188.  
  189. >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.
  190. >Unsuccessfully she instead cried out like a mare in heat.
  191. >Haunches and hips shaking, neighing in ecstasy, she arched her back and doused Cozy Glow’s mouth with her love fluids.
  192.  
  193. >Feeling her suddenly climax in her mouth, Cozy Glow quickly fixated her lips over her vulva. Pushing her tongue into Celestia’s vagina she began swallowing her soupy discharges as best she could. While at the same time, prolonging her pleasure for as long as possible.
  194.  
  195. >And with the drenching burst, the lower portion of Celestia’s body spasmed uncontrollably as she came. Moaning throughout the intense release as Cozy Glow kept persistently sucking and swirling within her. Not letting go.
  196. >Only after several, prolonged seconds, did Celestia suddenly untense and slump down on the bed. Lying still and panting softly. Needing a moment to recover from her euphoric high.
  197.  
  198. >Carefully separating from her sex, Cozy Glow first swallowed the tangy fluids in her mouth, then she looked down at the alicorn’s now flush, and engorged folds. Before leaning close to them 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 flow.
  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, she 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 scents 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 morning 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 brine, she swallowed and then resumed her nursing. Feeling queasy after just one sip.
  222.  
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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 creeping 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. >”Fffwhhaaahhhhh!”
  289.  
  290. >Immediately as the cane landed on Cozy Glow’s 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. >”Aaauufffhhhhhaaaa!”
  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. And as soon as she did, she was immediately hit by the unflattering smell permeating within.
  312.  
  313. >Entering she saw Cozy Glow seated in the middle. Strapped into an adjustable highchair for baby foals. Her four hooves secured with locking belts.
  314.  
  315. >Her curly, light blue mane had several colourful ribbons in it. And around her neck hung a white bib with a spill catch.
  316. >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.
  317. >And infront of the filly stood Twilight. A fresh diaper covering her plump hindquarters. Ready to be used again.
  318.  
  319. >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.
  320. >That, together with the light coughing and snivelling she was still doing. Made it abundantly clear what had just occurred prior.
  321.  
  322. >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.
  323. >”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.”
  324.  
  325. >Blushing and breathing intensely, Twilight slowly turned to face her mentor.
  326. >”No, I think I’m f-fine for now… thank you mo— Celestia,” she said, trying not to stutter.
  327.  
  328. >”Good, you know where to find me if you do.” Leaning forward Celestia then nuzzled sweetly against her. And when she withdrew from her, she whimsically kissed her on the muzzle.
  329.  
  330. >The kiss caught Twilight off guard. Flustered and bumbling she spun around. Only nodding vaguely to her in response.
  331.  
  332. >Giggling at her cute reaction Celestia briefly glanced back to the seated filly.
  333. >Focusing she teleported over a circular punishment mat from the bathroom besides them.
  334. >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.
  335.  
  336. >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.
  337. >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.
  338.  
  339. >As Celestia turned away from her swooning counterpart she flicked her colourful tail against her diaper. Causing Twilight to shiver from the impact.
  340. >With a swaying saunter she then exited the playroom. Closing the door with a not so subtle wink.
  341.  
  342. >Twilight let out a heavy sigh when she heard the door snap shut behind her. Closing her eyes she tried regaining her composure.
  343. >Her beloved Celestia—even with just a few playful words—could make her heart flutter wildly. Momentarily reducing her to a nervous schoolfilly again.
  344.  
  345. >A few seconds later and Twilight found herself in control again. Successfully fighting off the fiery bloom on her muzzle.
  346. >With her heart quelled she opened her eyes up. Seeing Cozy Glow tearing as she struggled anxiously on the uncomfortable mat.
  347. >Smiling calmly, she stroked her troubled face for a moment. And then she reached for the plastic spoon on the tray.
  348.  
  349. >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.
  350.  
  351. >“Now open up little one. Naughty foals need to take their bitter medicine!” she said in a giddy tone.
  352.  
  353. >With a horrified look Cozy Glow obediently opened her mouth up. Accepting the filthy spoonful of manure inside.
  354. >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.
  355.  
  356. >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.
  357. >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.
  358.  
  359. >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.
  360.  
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  362.  
  363. >Three days later and Twilight Sparkle returned back to her castle. Exhausted but refreshed, and with a slight hitch in her step.
  364. >During her visit she’d spent most of her time playing and relaxing in Celestia’s private nursery. Seldom leaving it.
  365. >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.
  366.  
  367. >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.
  368. >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.
  369.  
  370. >Only bring them refreshments every now and again. Knocking and leaving a small service cart outside by their door.
  371. >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. Then asked if she could take the cart inside while she changed.
  372. >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.
  373.  
  374. >Once inside the room she glimpsed Twilight in the corner. Standing and snivelling with her muzzle planted firmly against the wall. Her tail was elevated 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.
  375. >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 being held upright and spread by a bar coming down from a pulley system. Her revealing posture brought attention to the modified chastity belt that she was wearing; and the long, dilator sound that had been inserted deeply through it. The locking indicators on the metal rod. Hinted at the current, and very unpleasant strain in her urethra. And down on the bed, just behind the filly’s bound fetlocks. Waited a set of narrow cleaning brushes to be used in its stead.
  376.  
  377. >Parking and stepping away from the cart, Luna then witnessed her sister switch to an exceedingly 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.
  378. >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.
  379.  
  380. >Luna watched on with intrigue as her sister secured the hefty dildo inbetween her powerful hindlegs. And when 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?”
  381.  
  382. >”Certainly sister,” she casually replied whilst she went up 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.
  383.  
  384. >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.
  385. >But then she stopped herself and instead grabbed the bottle with the ice cube on it.
  386.  
  387. >”Here you go Tia!” Luna 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.
  388.  
  389. >And when she shut the door, 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.
  390.  
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  392.  
  393. >Now standing outside the same nursery door days past. Luna prepared herself for some rather *impure* sights and smells.
  394. >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.
  395.  
  396. >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.
  397. >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.
  398. >Once at the door she quickly opened and peered into it.
  399.  
  400. >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.
  401. >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.
  402. >Recognizing whom it was she sighed loudly in annoyance. His foul magic was unmistakable anywhere.
  403. >Shaking her head she unhurriedly made her way down into the basement.
  404.  
  405. >Arriving at the basement and venturing inside of it. Luna saw Cozy Glow tied down to one of her punishment racks.
  406. >And Discord, with both of his claws around her flanks, was aggressively thrusting in and out of her tailhole.
  407. >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.
  408.  
  409. >”Discord! How many times have we told you to—'ask us first'—before you breed her?!”
  410. >”A few,” he huffed out dismissively.
  411. >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.
  412. >And as he did Cozy Glow started to scream uncontrollably. Prompting Discord to snap his claws. Summoning a ball-gag into her mouth.
  413. >Having silenced her, he imminently resumed using her abused hole. Holding nothing back as pain and terror grew increasingly more apparent on the filly’s frantic features.
  414.  
  415. >“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!”
  416. >”No promises!” the draconequus answered. Grunting and laughing at the same time.
  417.  
  418. >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.
  419.  
  420. >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.
  421. >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.
  422.  
  423. >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.
  424.  
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  426.  
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  428.  
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  430.  
  431. >Day: 1114
  432.  
  433. >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.
  434. >”Wait here Cozy, I need a moment to get ready,” she said as she walked away from her and into an adjacent bathroom.
  435.  
  436. >When Twilight entered the tiled room, she spotted the two shelving units that lined the rightmost wall.
  437. >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.
  438.  
  439. >Seeing all the explicit items infront of her caused a cascade of giddy and lustful emotions to surge within her. Especially when she saw the more *taboo* items on display.
  440. >Licking her lips, Twilight walked up the medical section and picked up a small box of lactate-inducing drugs. Turning the box over she started to blush as she remembered back to her previous play session with Celestia.
  441.  
  442. >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.
  443. >The back flap of her pyjamas had been left open as an enema bag—that hung above her—slowly filled her thickly diapered behind.
  444. >However, it wasn’t until the following morning. After breakfast with both Celestia and Luna. That she had gotten her diaper changed.
  445. >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.
  446.  
  447. >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.
  448.  
  449. >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.
  450. >After placing the plush mat down on the floor, she took a final look around herself, before lying down on it.
  451. >Once comfortable she levitated over a big, mare-sized diaper and two suppositories from an open jar.
  452. >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.
  453.  
  454. >Content that everything was in order, she 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.
  455.  
  456. >Judging by the warning label on the jar Twilight knew the suppositories were fast acting.
  457. >So, with no time to spare, she 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.
  458. >Satisfied with her choice—and already feeling her stomach begin to protest—she quickly exited the bathroom.
  459.  
  460. >Walking up to Cozy Glow she could easily hear the audible crinkle of her diaper.
  461. >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.
  462.  
  463. >”Cozy, I want y-you to— ‘ohughh’ to scoot up on the bed and lie down on your back for me. Your muzzle has a date with my diaper~.”
  464. >”Y-yes miss,” she obeyed. Shuffling further up and lying down in the middle of it.
  465.  
  466. >Soon after, Cozy Glow saw the alicorn get up right besides her. Nervously watching as her much larger frame, turned around and straddled over her.
  467. >Looking up, all the filly could now see, was Twilight’s padded rear hovering just above her eyes.
  468.  
  469. >And as Twilight got situated over her, she could feel her stomach aggressively bubble and churn from the melted suppositories. Groaning from the sharp cramps, she widened and lowered her hindlegs down. Pressing her diapered rump against the filly's muzzle. Purposefully aligning the pointed end of her nose, directly up, with her exit hole.
  470.  
  471. >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.
  472.  
  473. >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.
  474.  
  475. >Then, noticing that nothing else was forcing its way out of her tailhole. The now much-relieved alicorn, started to rock back and forth on Cozy Glow’s face.
  476. >Using her muzzle, she proceeded to spread the smelly mess out. Coating the entirety of her plush backside with manure.
  477.  
  478. >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.
  479.  
  480. >Lying down next to her, Twilight patiently waited until she finished recovering.
  481. >”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?”
  482.  
  483. >”Y-yes… I’d l-love to miss….”
  484. >“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 because of that, I believe a warm hiney will help remind you, to always stay true and virtuous. Don’t you agree?”
  485. >”A-absolutely, thank y-you for your guidance.”
  486.  
  487. >Suppressing a snicker, Twilight wordlessly got off the bed. Wanting to first feel her used diaper before anything else.
  488. >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.
  489. >A good portion of the warm dung tumbled downwards as she walked. Gathering just below her marehood. Pressing teasingly up against her folds.
  490. >That, combined with the thickness of the diaper. Gave her an awkward waddle whenever she moved.
  491.  
  492. >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.
  493. >And once she was comfortable enough. She waved the filly over.
  494.  
  495. >With timid reluctance Cozy Glow crawled up to her.
  496. >And as soon as she got close, Twilight lifted her up and over her cushioned lap.
  497.  
  498. >To Cozy Glow, the foul smell came back in full force when 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.
  499.  
  500. >”Good, now listen closely Cozy!” Twilight said in a surprisingly stern voice. All the while intrusively fondling on, and inbetween her hindcheeks. ”You’re allowed to beg, yell and fuss about. However, no reaching back to me or trying to get away. Understood?”
  501. >”Y-yes m-miss!”
  502.  
  503. >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.
  504. >Tucking her tail against her own body she then picked the manebrush up on her right.
  505.  
  506. >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.
  507. >And then, feeling herself wink against the manure in her diaper, slammed the brush down with resounding force. Flattening her rightmost cheek.
  508.  
  509. >*Smack!*
  510. >”Eeiiiihaahhh!”
  511.  
  512. >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.
  513.  
  514. >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.
  515. >But unfortunately for the filly below her today. There was no need to hold back or consider anything at all.
  516.  
  517. >”Bad girl!” Twilight yelled. Excitedly striking her left cheek just as hard. "You’ll be good! Say it!"
  518.  
  519. >*Smack!*
  520. >”Owffffaahhhhaaa!”
  521.  
  522. >”I-I’ll be good!”
  523.  
  524. >*Smack!*
  525. >”Uuffffhhhhaaaahhhh!”
  526.  
  527. >”I-l’ll 'h-ah' be g-good!”
  528.  
  529. >”Then let’s make sure of it!” Twilight scolded. Gripping the manebrush harder.
  530. >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.
  531.  
  532. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  533. >”Aaaahhhhhhhaaaahhhhhhiiiiiiieee! Ghhaaahhhhhhhaaa-aahhhhhhh! Affuuaaahhhhhhhaaaa!”
  534.  
  535. >Cozy Glow wailed piercingly as the faster strikes impacted on her hide. The smarting blows landed 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.
  536.  
  537. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  538.  
  539. >”I-l will be— 'aahhhhaaaahhhhhh!' be g-good! 'Oohhhoooffffaaaa!' Pl-please— 'fwhhhhhaaaaiiiiiieee!' it h-urts!”
  540. >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.
  541.  
  542. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  543.  
  544. >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.
  545.  
  546. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  547.  
  548. >Unable to take the rough thrashing, Cozy Glow swung her forehooves up and around herself. Maddeningly trying to grasp at anything that could 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.
  549.  
  550. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  551.  
  552. >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.
  553.  
  554. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  555.  
  556. >It didn’t work. Nothing she could do or reach from Twilight’s lap would in any way, lessen or cease, the white-hot pain from being delivered directly onto her throbbing behind. And after half a minute she gave up. Breaking down she covered her face and started crying foalishly. Loudly squealing and bawling as tears freely soaked into her hooves.
  557.  
  558. >”Uwhhhaaahhhhhhaaaahhhhh! Whhaaahhhhhaaaahhhhh-whahhhhhhaaaa! Uwaahhhhaaaaahhhhhaaaa!”
  559.  
  560. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  561.  
  562. >Yet her anguished cries were almost completely outdone by the sharp sounds of the manebrush still crashing down hard on her now blistering rear.
  563. >As her tormentor was in no rush to end the chastisement early. Twilight, relishing both the spanking, and her stained diaper too much to stop.
  564.  
  565. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  566.  
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  568.  
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  570.  
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  572.  
  573. >Day: 1115
  574.  
  575. >“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.
  576.  
  577. >“Oh? Are you implying I don’t know how much your cute little hiney can take?” Celestia replied with mock hurt.
  578.  
  579. >“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.
  580.  
  581. >”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.
  582.  
  583. >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.
  584.  
  585. >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.
  586. >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.
  587.  
  588. >”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.”
  589.  
  590. >”Y-yes mother….” Twilight meekly answered. Already sensing the stinging urine slowly enter and bloat her full bowels further.
  591. >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.
  592.  
  593. >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.
  594. >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.
  595.  
  596. >”N-now try to relax my love, you have a long day ahead of you,” Celestia finished saying with a blush.
  597. >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, she exited the bathroom.
  598.  
  599. >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.
  600. >That was until several deep, cramping pangs reminded her of her current predicament.
  601. >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.
  602.  
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  608.  
  609. >Day: 1152
  610.  
  611. >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.
  612. >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.
  613.  
  614. >”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 up this mess tomorrow. For now, go see my sister and tell her what you did.”
  615. >Then, before the startled filly had a chance to respond, she was teleported outside of the kitchen area and into the dark hallway.
  616. >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.
  617.  
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  619.  
  620. >”So you broke another glass? Again?” Celestia inquired with a raised eyebrow. “You’ve gotten rather clumsyhoofed 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.”
  621.  
  622. >Whimpering and wanting to speak up 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 lifted up, and horizontally turned in the air like a weightless doll, then spread over the alicorn’s lap.
  623. >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.
  624.  
  625. >She then felt Celestia reach to her right, to grab one of the items. And after moving a few things, she placed down a flat, tin case besides her so that she could easily see it.
  626. >”If you don’t feel like heeding my advice little one. Then perhaps you’ll learn better this way.”
  627.  
  628. >When 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.
  629. >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.
  630.  
  631. >And as she tried to discern their composition better. A hoof reached out for one in the top section. She nervously stared when it got picked up, and brought under her muzzle.
  632. >Yet even before the tapered pill could reach her nose. She could smell the detestably strong, perfume-esque fragrance coming off it.
  633.  
  634. >”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.”
  635.  
  636. >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.
  637.  
  638. >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.
  639. >”Lift your tail up Cozy,” Celestia said, not bothering to hide the growing elation in her voice.
  640. >And as acting on instinct, the filly immediately raised her curly tail high for her.
  641.  
  642. >”Good girl~,” Celestia teased with a notable inflection. She then reached to her side again and took out a bottle of clear lube. Opening the plastic lid she squeezed some of the viscous liquid out, and onto her right hoof, before bringing it under Cozy Glow’s hiked tail.
  643.  
  644. >Without giving the filly any warnings, she took her lubricated hoof and rudely pressed it against her protruding anus.
  645. >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.
  646.  
  647. >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 currently doing. And to instead bring out one of her rougher strap-ons. Just to see how truly loud and *apologetic* she could make her.
  648.  
  649. >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.
  650. >Both types of suppositories now hovered in the air infront of them. Just as an inflatable butt plug did.
  651.  
  652. >”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.”
  653. >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.
  654.  
  655. >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.
  656.  
  657. >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.
  658. >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-bisacodyl pills she would occasionally give her. And she had bought a full crate of them no less.
  659.  
  660. >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.
  661.  
  662. >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.
  663.  
  664. >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.
  665. >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.
  666. >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.
  667.  
  668. >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 that delaying for anything now, was risky.
  669.  
  670. >Because of that, Celestia simply seized the butt plug by its flat base. And with the plug in her hoof, she quickly brought it behind Cozy Glow’s pink rear. Aligning the deflated tip directly up with her struggling anus.
  671. >And in a continuous motion, she 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 throughout the mostly dry penetration. But loudly shrieked out when the last part was suddenly driven into her with a hard thrust. The forceful insertion pushing her slightly to the left on her lap.
  674.  
  675. >”Gaaahhiiiee!”
  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 be leaking 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. >”Ahaaaahhh!”
  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. >”Oooffhaaahhh!”
  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 when stillness returned to the room, Celestia sprawled out onto her own majestic bedding. Blowing out all of the candles 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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  712.  
  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.
  721.  
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  723.  
  724. >Now normally Luna would have just slipped any of Celestia’s correspondence underneath her door. However, knowing how important messages from Twilight were to her—and how much joy they brought her—she thought it prudent to knock and deliver it 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 slide the letter underneath the door and be done with it. But a nagging part of her mind insisted that it would be rude drop such a letter down on the floor again. 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 where 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 daily, and apparently prolonged, *morning makeout* session with Cozy Glow. The thoroughly soaked state of her bed was certainly indicative of it.
  738.  
  739. >Ignoring the unchaste smells, Luna walked over to the nearest table she saw. Feeling more comfortable leaving the sensitive letter on a piece of furniture, than 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, it is me. I am 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 heady smells in the room were 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 clearly indicating which of the two they had come out of.
  761. >And using nothing but her unshod forehooves, her sister was seemingly scooping the loose apples out from the container, before bringing them up and forwards. Aligning and messily pushing them into Cozy Glow’s tailhole with the help of a small dildo. Mirthfully working the toy deep into the filly’s struggling anus, until only the very base of it was showing. Letting any excess simply fall down into the container below as she packed 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 if her sister had purposefully spent several minutes eagerly rubbing her own 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 instinctively 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, still prodding inbetween the filly’s hindcheeks. 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. >Wearing 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 whispering something that sounded like *”no oopsies”* to Luna. Before turning around and walking up to her by the doorway.
  772.  
  773. >”Lulu! I am sorry about the smell… and the mess. You mentioned som-eething 'mnnhhha' 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 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, when 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 I— 'mnnnhff' w-wake you up for din-nner in a few hours?”
  781. >”No, that is quite alright, take your time and have fun with Cozy. I will 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 when she turned to close the door, she saw Celestia summon forth a filly sized diaper, matching plastic diaper covers, and one of her custom-made retention plugs. Magically placing the three items down besides Cozy Glow on the spa shell. Then, seeing Celestia redirect her magic lower, she casually spread and held the filly’s dirty rear open. Pulling the dildo out from 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 a previous get-together. When her sister 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. >Nauseated, yet amused, Luna clicked the door shut behind her. And just as she 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 foal!” 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 it 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 fully melted?”
  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 eventually finished, 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 an exaggerated huff of disappointment, 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 needed to use a wider harness than necessary, to cover up her dripping marehood.
  848.  
  849. >With her desires concealed, Celestia lowered herself over Twilight’s back. Placing her white forehooves besides her head. Using her magic, she then brought the wet tip of her strap-on dildo up, and inbetween her purple cheeks. Aligning and pressing it against her tailhole.
  850. >And after coaxing the tip into Twilight’s rump, Celestia continued by sliding her body further forward, 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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  872.  
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  874.  
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  876.  
  877. >Day: 1198
  878.  
  879. >Celestia had been feeding her alot 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, Cozy Glow set out to find her alicorn owner as her stomach began to badly cramp. She had tried stalling the inevitable for as long as possible. But she knew she couldn’t hold it in for much longer. She was at her limit. And it was never worth risking a messing without a diaper on.
  882.  
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  884.  
  885. >Soon after, Cozy Glow 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.  
  887. >And when she approached the two alicorns, they turned to look down at her.
  888.  
  889. >”E-excuse me. I’m sorry for interrupting you both,” she humbly said against her will, prostrating herself to them. “I really don’t deserve to be anywhere near your graceful perfection.”
  890. >”No, you don’t,” Luna replied maliciously. Almost growling at her.
  891.  
  892. >”Now now, be nice sister. You know frowning like that only ruins your youthful complexion.”
  893. >”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.”
  894. >”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.”
  895. >”S-sister please! Not infront of the *her*. It’s embarrassing.”
  896.  
  897. >With a sly giggle Celestia turned away from her sister. Taking her gaze towards the waiting filly.
  898. >”Well?” she said expectantly, already knowing what Cozy Glow wanted, but preferred hearing her say it out loud.
  899.  
  900. >”May I… p-please go and poop miss?” she stammered out, her muzzle turning bright red with each word.
  901. >Luna immediately broke out in laughter when she heard what she needed permission to do from her older sister.
  902. >”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.
  903.  
  904. >”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~.”
  905.  
  906. >”Potty bouncing?” Luna asked curiously. “Should I even ask?”
  907. >”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?”
  908. >”No, I believe you are right. Let’s convene later at the spa instead? Our new masseurs should be arriving by four.”
  909.  
  910. >”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—"
  911. >”D-don’t you dare utter another word sister!” Luna flusteredly stomped, cutting her off midsentence.
  912. >”I wouldn’t dream of it Lulu~, I’ll see you in a little *bit* then.”
  913.  
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  915.  
  916. >Shortly thereafter, Cozy Glow found herself together with Celestia inside of her private nursery.
  917. >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.
  918.  
  919. >Whilst being in this *hugging* position, Cozy Glow was forced to ride on Celestia’s smooth, strap-on dildo. Taking the dildo hard in her tailhole, whilst nimbly rolling 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.
  920.  
  921. >And as 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 lay throughout.
  922.  
  923. >”M-isss Celesttiiaaa! I lovvee your th-thick— ’guh-uhhff’ rod in m-yy hiney! I can ne-hhver get enough of your— ’ohuufhh’ f-fun colt toys! Pleahhssee m-more! I need allll of it in me!”
  924.  
  925. >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.
  926.  
  927. >And as the shaft below her got progressively covered in her own dung, Cozy Glow had to pause and climb off it.
  928. >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.
  929.  
  930. >”Mmm~, s-so… tashfty ’urppffh’ ahnd b-hbig!” she gagged out with the length still in her mouth. Washing and dragging her tongue all over it.
  931.  
  932. >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 with a grimace until her thighs met Celestia’s.
  933.  
  934. >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.
  935.  
  936. >However, just before she started leaking too much over Celestia’s coat, she had to stop and climb off it like earlier. Leaning down and taking 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.
  937.  
  938. >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.
  939. >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.
  940.  
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  942.  
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  944.  
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  946.  
  947. >Day: 1244
  948.  
  949. >”Momm-mfffpmmy! Sstoopfffhhhh! Mnfffphhhhaaa!” Twilight begged through the gag in her mouth as she heard the door behind her open.
  950.  
  951. >”Yes honey, I’ll be right with you~,” Celestia calmly replied as she entered into her playroom.
  952.  
  953. >”Pfeeeehh-hhhhhhaaseee! Mohffffmmyyyy! Ooohhhuuffffhhhh!”
  954.  
  955. >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.
  956.  
  957. >The enchanted seat she was on had a silicone pad running vertically alongst it. With two recessed attachment points trailing its narrow length. Which allowed for any sized sex toy to be added ontop of it.
  958. >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.
  959.  
  960. >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.
  961. >But with her own perfected amplification runes added to it. The saddle became something altogether different.
  962.  
  963. >Thinking about it, Celestia actually doubted that she had a single toy in her entire inventory, that was more intense than what she had bound Twilight into. The combined thrusting and gyrating prowess of the saddle’s inner attachment points. Coupled with its sheer vibrating strength. Could easily become disturbingly unpleasant, if not downright painful past any of its medium settings. Which is why she seldom used it much herself.
  964.  
  965. >”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.
  966. >The bag had been full an hour ago with her slick love fluids, but was now almost half empty. The constraining clip on the tube leading to Twilight’s gag; assured that her flavourful emissions, would trickle out very slowly.
  967.  
  968. >”Only half done my love~,” Celestia huskily said, letting go of the bag she leaned down to kiss Twilight on her wrapped horn.
  969. >The intricate accessory covering her horn, not only helped subdue her magical abilities, but it also prevented her from passing out.
  970.  
  971. >”Oophffffaaaahhh! Moooohhmmmmy! Nooo-moorreee! Fffuuhhhhaaa!”
  972.  
  973. >”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 was to her.
  974.  
  975. >Then, after having embraced Twilight for a minute, Celestia withdrew from her to examine her more closely. And when she did, she quickly noticed a fault in the fortified chains that were binding her.
  976. >Thus, being as careful as she possibly could, Celestia surrounded Twilight in her loving magic. Trying to make her feel safe while 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.
  977.  
  978. >”Mnnnaaahhhhhiiiiiieee! Ahhhhaaaoouuffffhhhh-mmnhhaaaa! Uugggffffaaaahhiiiiiiiiiieeee!”
  979.  
  980. >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.
  981.  
  982. >”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.
  983.  
  984. >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.
  985.  
  986. >”Mnnaaahhhhhhhhuuugffffhhhhaaa! Ooohhhhuggffffuuuhhhhhhhaaa! Aahhhhhhhhuuffaaahhhhhhaaa!”
  987.  
  988. >”Now don’t worry my beautiful sunshine~. I will be back in another hour or so, once you’ve finished drinking all of my essence,” Celestia concluded, moving back towards the door.
  989.  
  990. >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.
  991.  
  992. >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.
  993.  
  994. >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.
  995.  
  996. >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.
  997.  
  998. >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.
  999.  
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  1005.  
  1006. >Day: 1491
  1007.  
  1008. >”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 when she walked.
  1009.  
  1010. >”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.
  1011.  
  1012. >”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.
  1013.  
  1014. >”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?”
  1015. >”Yes, that’s correct sister, as observant as always. But its one of *those* activities again. Quite the challenging one I might add.”
  1016. >”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?”
  1017.  
  1018. >”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.”
  1019. >”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?”
  1020. >”Y-yes mistress Luna. I-I love them….”
  1021. >”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.
  1022.  
  1023. >”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.”
  1024. >Hearing this Luna erupted in laughter, needing a full minute to calm herself down.
  1025.  
  1026. >”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.”
  1027. >”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.”
  1028. >”What kinds of changes exactly?”
  1029. >”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.”
  1030. >”R-really? Why haven’t spoken about this sooner sister?” she said incredulously, trying to get her stiffening wings under control.
  1031.  
  1032. >”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 been giving her.”
  1033. >”That may be so, but she loves you and not me. It would be wrong to int—”
  1034. >Celestia took her hoof and gently shushed her sister with a blush.
  1035.  
  1036. >”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.”
  1037. >”Are you… are you truly sure?”
  1038. >”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.”
  1039. >”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.”
  1040. >”I’m sure sister.”
  1041.  
  1042. >”And as for you,” Celestia directed to Cozy Glow. “I’m guessing you came to us for a reason, no?”
  1043. >”Y-yes miss, I need to… make a s-stinky again,” the apprehensive girl sputtered awkwardly.
  1044. >”Is 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?"
  1045. >”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.”
  1046. >”Yeesh, fine! I get it. No hanging her from the roof by her wings. I promise.”
  1047. >”Exactly dear, thank you for understanding.”
  1048.  
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  1050.  
  1051. >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.
  1052.  
  1053. >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.
  1054.  
  1055. >With some minor annoyance, Luna placed the plush changing pad down on her bedroom floor. Even though she deemed the oak floorboards here, to be more than sufficient for Cozy Glow’s changing needs.
  1056. >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 that Celestia wouldn’t hesitate to chastise her blue posterior, if she somehow ruined one of her *eccentric* plans.
  1057.  
  1058. >So, with that in mind, Luna cast a basic odour nullifying spell on herself and went up to the nervous filly waiting for her.
  1059. >”We are done with your preparations. Spin around and lift your tail up. You may fill your undergarment,” she said impassively.
  1060. >”Y-es, thank you mistress!” Cozy Glow replied back towards the towering mare. Trying to avoid her judging gaze.
  1061.  
  1062. >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.
  1063.  
  1064. >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.
  1065. >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.
  1066. >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.
  1067.  
  1068. >A minute later of her undignified pushing, 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.
  1069.  
  1070. >”Pee,” Luna added out of nowhere. And immediately following her command, the alicorn could easily see the back of her now soiled diaper, turn to a much deeper, murky wet colour. Her urine soaking and tinging the plastic cloth further. Mixing and softening the warm manure already within it.
  1071.  
  1072. >”Pathetic foal,” Luna heartlessly said aloud to the humiliated filly. Staring at her discolored behind while she finished going. “Can’t even use your *widdle diapers* without proper guidance. Now can you?”
  1073. >”I-I’m… a useless f-foal mistress,” Cozy Glow sniffled out in response. Tears forming in her eyes.
  1074.  
  1075. >”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.”
  1076.  
  1077. >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.
  1078. >Luna then grabbed her rear fetlocks with her magic, and lifted her pink hindlegs skyward. Nonchalantly spreading her legs wide for better access.
  1079.  
  1080. >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.
  1081. >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.
  1082. >Once they were all open, she carefully lowered the topmost cover of the diaper down, gazing at the sickly dark muck within it.
  1083.  
  1084. >”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.”
  1085.  
  1086. >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.
  1087. >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.
  1088.  
  1089. >Using no wipes, nor any powders or oils for that matter. Luna quickly closed the fresh diaper up and around Cozy Glow’s stained haunches. Leaving the skin of her loins wet and messy. Then she 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.
  1090.  
  1091. >”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.
  1092.  
  1093. >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.
  1094.  
  1095. >Sitting down on the chair, Luna moved a pillow from her bed towards herself. Seizing it from the air she placed it behind her withers, using it as a backrest. Adjusting and getting comfortable on it.
  1096. >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.
  1097.  
  1098. >”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.”
  1099.  
  1100. >With the wine glass in her hoof, Luna leisurely reclined back into her chair. Then watched with amusement as the already woozy filly infront of her, drearily lowered her muzzle down, and into the putrid diaper.
  1101.  
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  1107.  
  1108. >Day: 1582
  1109.  
  1110. >Having just entered into the basement, Celestia wrinkled her muzzle at the grim smells of burnt flesh and hair.
  1111. >In front of her, Luna stood with a fireplace poker in her hoof. And Cozy Glow was just to her left, strapped down on a gurney that were holding her hindlegs, up and spread, in its metal stirrups.
  1112.  
  1113. >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.
  1114. >Moving her eyes south, Celestia confirmed her suspicions when 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.
  1115.  
  1116. >Rolling her eyes, Celestia looked back to her sister as she placed the still sizzling poker, into a holding stand by the door.
  1117. >”I am not healing *that*,” Celestia said disamused, pointing towards Cozy Glow.
  1118. >”Please Tia, let us not become hasty or unreasonable here. We both know you are vastly better at it than I.”
  1119. >”No, I am sorry Lulu,” the older sister shook her head. “Not this time.”
  1120.  
  1121. >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.
  1122. >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.
  1123.  
  1124. >”I am not made out of stone Luna. I will heal her, in return for a favour of course.”
  1125. >”A f-favour?” Luna nervously stuttered. Swallowing and immediately blushing at the word.
  1126.  
  1127. >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.
  1128.  
  1129. >”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?"
  1130.  
  1131. >"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.”
  1132.  
  1133. >"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.”
  1134.  
  1135. >And with that, Luna turned to the fainted filly on the gurney. Using her magic she snapped open all of the bindings 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.
  1136.  
  1137. >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.
  1138. >Then she took hold of her light blue mane. Roughly bundling her hair up and lifting her upwards, until her rearward hooves left the slate floor.
  1139.  
  1140. >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.
  1141.  
  1142. >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 levitating them towards her suspended prisoner.
  1143.  
  1144. >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.
  1145. >And after taking the belt from the air, Luna looped it around Cozy Glow’s waist. 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.
  1146.  
  1147. >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 alot more flexible.
  1148. >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.
  1149. >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.
  1150.  
  1151. >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.
  1152.  
  1153. >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.
  1154.  
  1155. >”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.”
  1156.  
  1157. ---
  1158.  
  1159. >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.
  1160.  
  1161. >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.
  1162. >Wetly sucking and drinking whilst Celestia’s winking marehood, shamelessly dripped with fragrant excitement below them. Unhinderedly filling their nostrils with her indecent scents.
  1163.  
  1164. >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.
  1165.  
  1166. >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.
  1167.  
  1168. ---
  1169.  
  1170. ---
  1171.  
  1172. ---
  1173.  
  1174. >Day: 1586
  1175.  
  1176. >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.
  1177.  
  1178. >”Oh, what’s happening here sister?” Luna asked with a smirk over her muzzle.
  1179. >”Just feeding my little one~," came Celestia’s cheerful answer, before cutting into the vegetable pie on the tray.
  1180. >”Is that so,” Luna replied aloud, not bothering to her amusement. And when she met Twilight’s gaze, her purple cheeks markedly bloomed from the attention.
  1181.  
  1182. >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.
  1183.  
  1184. >Tilting her head, Luna openly watched as her sister leaned forward, and then brought her mouth near Twilight’s.
  1185. >Luna received a nervous side glance from the seated alicorn. Yet Twilight didn’t say anything to her. Instead, she saw her move to meet with 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.
  1186.  
  1187. >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.
  1188. >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.
  1189.  
  1190. >Because of this, Luna couldn’t help but tease her a little.
  1191. >”Is this how you need to feed her Tia? To avoid getting everything on the floor?”
  1192.  
  1193. >After a few seconds, Celestia pulled back. Her empty tongue retracting into her mouth as she parted from Twilight.
  1194.  
  1195. >”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.”
  1196.  
  1197. >”Is that the truth Twilight? You should know that wasting food is very inappropriate. Especially for a growing foal like yourself.”
  1198.  
  1199. >”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.”
  1200.  
  1201. >”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.”
  1202.  
  1203. >”Yes aunty,” Twilight replied with a whisper. Looking down at the tray.
  1204.  
  1205. >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.
  1206.  
  1207. >”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.
  1208.  
  1209. >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.
  1210.  
  1211. >Celestia then turned to Luna, seeing her hold the spoon.
  1212. >”That is for her delicate area later, for when we conclude our lunch here.”
  1213. >”Delicate area?”
  1214. >”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.”
  1215.  
  1216. >”Ouch,” was all Luna said, laughing and placing the spoon back on the table. Then stepped up to the kissing pair.
  1217.  
  1218. >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 already standing over her, with her muzzle next to her ear.
  1219.  
  1220. >”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.
  1221.  
  1222. >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.
  1223.  
  1224. ---
  1225.  
  1226. >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.
  1227.  
  1228. >And when she was about to reach for her cup again. She saw movement through one of their wide serving windows.
  1229. >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.
  1230. >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.
  1231.  
  1232. >They were now talking. And so, Luna used a spell to better hear them.
  1233. >”… until I am satisfied you have learned your lesson missy!”
  1234. >”Y-yes mommy!”
  1235. >”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.”
  1236. >”I’m s-sorry! I won’t do i-it again!”
  1237. >”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.”
  1238.  
  1239. >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.
  1240. >She had always assumed that her sister had *treated* her after their rest together. Not before it.
  1241.  
  1242. >Luna’s interest grew as Celestia positioned herself perpendicular to Twilight, before taking the familiar metal spoon into her right hoof.
  1243. >Standing by her side, her sister then raised the spoon up, and away from Twilight’s marehood. And with no delays, slapped it down hard between her spread haunches.
  1244.  
  1245. >*Thwap!*
  1246. >”Afffhhhhaaa!”
  1247.  
  1248. >A mixture of incredulity and amusement washed over Luna as she saw her sister swing the spoon.
  1249. >“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.
  1250.  
  1251. >*Thwap!*
  1252. >”Fwaahhhaaaa! Mommyyyyyyy!”
  1253.  
  1254. >*Thwap!*
  1255. >”Ahhhhhhaaaaa! Pl-pleaaaaseee, n-not on my cli—!”
  1256.  
  1257. >*Thwap!*
  1258. >”Gaaahhaaaahhhiiiieeeee!”
  1259.  
  1260. >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.
  1261.  
  1262. >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 rune to her damp marehood. Slowly rubbing herself as she took in the midday show.
  1263. >Her bedtime entertainment was certainly getting more and more interesting by the day.
  1264.  
  1265. >Sipping on her tea with her right, Luna looked on whilst her sister repeatedly struck Twilight’s sensitive sex. And within a minute from having started, she could see how the labia lips on her vulva, were already beginning to lightly swell from the punishment. Turning a fuller hue of red as the spoon landed firmly on them.
  1266. >Then, after watching her receive two particularly hard hits on her vaginal opening in a row—quickly followed by one on her clit—Twilight broke down and started crying.
  1267.  
  1268. >”Uwahhaaahhhhhhhh, waaaahhhaaahhhhhhhh! Wahhhaaaahhhhhhhaaaaa!”
  1269.  
  1270. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1271.  
  1272. >However, the increased speed of the faster, heavier strikes didn’t stop. And after taking just a few of them, Twilight closed her legs shut in agony. Shivering in pain whilst tears and snot fell from her dishevelled face.
  1273.  
  1274. >”Legs open!” Celestia shouted to the crying alicorn.
  1275. >”Uuuuuffhhhhhhhuuuu, I caaaannnnn’tt mommmaaaa! Whaaahhhhhaaahhhhhhhhhhhaaaa!”
  1276.  
  1277. >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. She then took her left foreleg and placed it across Twilight’s hind fetlocks. Leaning sideways on them, she used her upturned hocks for her own support. Effectively pushing Twilight’s legs close to her body, and causing her genitals to stick out from under her, thus giving herself unobstructed access.
  1278.  
  1279. >And immediately following the change in position, Celestia returned the spoon to her sore marehood. Beating down on her defenceless sex even faster and harder than she had done before. Hardly a second seemed to pass between the snapping hits.
  1280.  
  1281. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1282. >”Whaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa, wahhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhaaa-wahhhhaaa! Whaaahhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiieeee!”
  1283.  
  1284. >”Disobedient!”
  1285.  
  1286. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1287. >”Uuuuuwhaaaaaahhhhhhaahhhhaaa! Wahhhaaaaaaaahhhhaaa! Awhhhhwahhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  1288.  
  1289. >”Rude and selfish!”
  1290.  
  1291. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1292. >”Awhaaaaaahaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa, eiiiiiiiiihhaaaaaaahhhhhaaa! Waaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  1293.  
  1294. >“Misbehaving foal!”
  1295.  
  1296. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1297. >”Owoooowhahaaaaahuuuuhuuuuuuuu-whaaaaaahhhhhaaaa! Uwahhhaaaaa-whhaaahhhhaaaaaaa!
  1298.  
  1299. >”Mnnhhh~," Luna breathily groaned, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Then she lowered the same hoof down, towards her teats. Fondling her stiff nipples as her vibrating left worked over her clit. Masturbating whilst watching 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.
  1300.  
  1301. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1302.  
  1303. ---
  1304.  
  1305. >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 when she was about to reach for her bloodied tongs, she heard her sister call out for her. Requesting her presence in the living room.
  1306.  
  1307. >With an annoyed growl, Luna teleported herself into the bidden room.
  1308.  
  1309. >”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.
  1310.  
  1311. >”Yes, I am aware Lulu. And I will restore *any* injures dealt to her later, as an apology for the disruption.”
  1312. >”Truly?”
  1313. >”Yes sister.”
  1314. >”Well then, what do you need of me?”
  1315.  
  1316. >Instead of answering her directly, Celestia shouted behind herself.”
  1317. >”Twilight, your aunty is here!”
  1318.  
  1319. >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.
  1320. >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.
  1321.  
  1322. >”My little foal wants to tell you something Lulu.”
  1323. >”I-I am sorry for my bad behaviour yesterday aunty. I’m still l-learning how to be good around others.”
  1324.  
  1325. >”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 perfectly okay. What matters is that you learn from them, in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes in the future.”
  1326. >”I know. Thank you aunty,” she replied whilst reaching forward to hug Luna.
  1327.  
  1328. >The pair embraced for a loving minute. Then, Twilight took a step back and turned around. Lowering her head close to the floor—while at the same time—pushing her rump up in the air.
  1329. >After moving into the displayful position, Celestia enveloped the diaper around Twilight haunches. Then she proceeded to pull it down for her. Revealing her powdered bottom for Luna and herself.
  1330. >And when Twilight felt her diaper rest on her hooks. She flagged her tail upright.
  1331.  
  1332. >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.
  1333.  
  1334. >”Aunty w-will you please… check and see if I need more d-discipline?”
  1335. >”Of course, Twilight. Anything for my little niece.”
  1336.  
  1337. >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 her despite the obvious soreness.
  1338.  
  1339. >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.
  1340.  
  1341. >After a while, Luna moved her careless hoof slightly inward. Separating Twilight’s swollen lips open to see into her vagina.
  1342.  
  1343. >”Have you been having sex with her, sister? She looks rather tender inside aswell.”
  1344. >”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 notions before we made love.”
  1345.  
  1346. >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 and twist on it often as she *examined* her.
  1347.  
  1348. >”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.
  1349.  
  1350. >”Th-thank y-you aunty,” Twilight timidly answered, the relief clear in voice.
  1351.  
  1352. >”See? I told you aunt Lulu would be nice,” Celestia said whilst pulling 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.”
  1353.  
  1354. >”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.”
  1355.  
  1356. >”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.”
  1357.  
  1358. >”Very good, sister,” Celestia approved, then moved her attention back to Twilight.
  1359. >”Little one? Remember to be polite like I told you.”
  1360.  
  1361. >Twilight whimpered and took several deep breathes, before continuing as instructed.
  1362. >”A-aunty… will you please w-watch me… p-oop in my diapee?”
  1363.  
  1364. >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.
  1365.  
  1366. >”Certainly Twilight, I understand how much this must mean to you. Would you like me to take part in your change aswell?”
  1367.  
  1368. >”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.”
  1369.  
  1370. ---
  1371.  
  1372. ---
  1373.  
  1374. ---
  1375.  
  1376. >Day: 1641
  1377.  
  1378. >”So… where exactly are we heading to?” Twilight curiously inquired, having been following Celestia for some time now as they traversed her castle hallways.
  1379. >“Like I told you earlier Twilight, I have made some *arrangements* with your secretary. And I believe everything should be ready for us by now.”
  1380. >”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.”
  1381. >”I am quite certain~,” Celestia happily remarked as she came to a stop infront of a pair of heavy, barrack doors.
  1382.  
  1383. >The two guards standing on either side of the entrance, quickly snapped to attention when they saw the two alicorns approach. Clicking their metal boots together they saluted and hastily spun around to push the double doors open.
  1384.  
  1385. >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.
  1386.  
  1387. >The centaurs in particular, made her stop to contemplate their possible intent here. Knowing they seldom left the stalls because of their seemingly inability to tire like the other males did. Wanting to endlessly ravage and punish any bound prisoners there. Having seen them *perform* for hours at a time, she honestly wondered if they ever slept. Or if mating just gave them more energy. Similarly to how changelings would rechar—
  1388.  
  1389. >”Your highnesses!” an attentive, stallion guard suddenly shouted out over the excitable crowd of voices. Rushing up to the alicorns, he courteously bowed, and then continued speaking. “Everything has been prepared like you requested. All the boys are eager to get started. Please follow me.”
  1390. >”Thank you sergeant,” Celestia graciously replied, moving and motioning for Twilight to follow.
  1391.  
  1392. >Ponies and creatures alike stepped aside, when the guard leading the two alicorns neared them. Giving them space.
  1393. >Walking between the separated masses, Celestia giddily hummed as she peered around herself. Respectfully nodding to several older passerbys, that she recognized from her own reign at the throne.
  1394.  
  1395. >Twilight however, got increasingly more nervous by the second. She could sense the extreme anticipation in the room. The many desirous gazes she was receiving. And the dense, male pheromones wafting throughout the crowd. 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.
  1396.  
  1397. >“Here we are!” the guard pony loudly exclaimed, coming to a halt in the middle of the packed room. “As per your instructions, we have put two of our strongest breeding racks infront of one another.”
  1398. >“Excellent work sergeant. Yes, these will surely fit our needs nicely,” Celestia confirmed when she saw the two sturdy racks. “And what about the coupling mask?”
  1399. >“Right here your majesty,” he replied. Hovering over an open-ended restraining mask. The bondage gear was made to lock two ponies’ muzzles together.
  1400. >“Well then, it looks like we have everything.”
  1401.  
  1402. >Wearing a small blush, Celestia turned towards Twilight. And the adorable state her 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 her sunken posture, clearly gave away her inner turmoil. With her purple eyes scouring the floor, she anxiously swished her tail and jittered on her hooves. Seemingly unsure what to do as she finally grasped what she had planned for her today. And in the moment, she couldn’t possibly have looked more irresistible.
  1403.  
  1404. >”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?”
  1405. >Shaking her head, Twilight straightened herself up, before replying. “N-no, I told you… you will never make me use that word!”
  1406. >”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.”
  1407.  
  1408. >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.
  1409.  
  1410. >Celestia didn’t need long to finish the intricate ward, not when her mind was fully receptive to her. And once she was done, she looked at her packed surroundings.
  1411. >”Alright everyone, we are ready to begin!” Celestia telepathically conveyed in sultry voice that was heard by everyone in the room.
  1412. >Directly after doing that, several enthusiastic cheers rumbled out. And both Twilight and Celestia were picked up and carried over to the breeding racks.
  1413.  
  1414. >The arousal in the air increased tenfolds 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.
  1415. >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 close to one another. Making them meet and join, then he clipped the two muzzle restrainers together.
  1416.  
  1417. >Both Twilight and Celestia flushed when they saw into each other’s eyes. Unable to close their mouths anymore, they felt the warm and wet saliva of the other, slowly trickle into them. Being made to not only share their spit, but also their breath between themselves.
  1418. >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 crouched down and flipped a sign hanging low on the breeding racks.
  1419.  
  1420. >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.”
  1421.  
  1422. >And as soon as the sign was revealed, the hungry males began forming a haphazard queue line behind the alicorn they preferred.
  1423. >In the heated commotion, the two lucky stallions that were nearest to the bound and splayed princesses, immediately climbed up on their backs.
  1424.  
  1425. >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 like Twilight could do with her. It was thrilling beyond belief. The entire situation was making her shudder and wink with incredible lust and need.
  1426.  
  1427. >Then, after having had her vulva gently teased for a moment, Celestia felt her nether lips part open as the stallion—slowly and very sensuously—pushed into her marehood. He didn’t stop until he was fully hilted inside of her 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 just pent-up, or overwhelmed to be with her. But he clearly needed a few seconds to collect himself. And whilst resting over her back, he affectionately nuzzled and nipped at her coat, his twitching penis never once leaving her.
  1428.  
  1429. >Once the stallion had stabilized his breath enough, he withdrew 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, as he drove himself back and forth from her accepting marehood.
  1430.  
  1431. >And after just a few thrusts, his rigid member had become utterly soaked with Celestia’s slippery love fluids. And the rich, feminine scents coming from the powerful alicorn; started to profoundly affect him. Making him subconsciously glide into her faster and faster. Urgently needing to feel and experience everything the flawless mare had to offer.
  1432.  
  1433. >Panting from the enjoyable penetration, Celestia took a moment to look 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 happening behind herself, continued to increase.
  1434.  
  1435. >Twilight profusely blushed as her mother began moaning into her mouth. Meeting her wild tongue, she watched on in jealousy and excitement, as she got plowed by the hunk above her.
  1436. >Having seen 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.
  1437.  
  1438. >And before she got the chance to ponder the question any further, she felt an already slickened penis, press hard against her tailhole.
  1439. >”Whnaffth?” she let out a garbled question into Celestia mouth. Clenching her butt tight in reflex.
  1440. >The only response she got from her in return, was a mischievous stare. The kind of stare she knew from experience, meant trouble.
  1441.  
  1442. >A second later the stallion mounted over her back, painfully forced his way into her anus without any warmup.
  1443.  
  1444. >”Mnuufffggaaahhhhhhhhaaaa-ouuffffaaahhhhhaaauuugg!” 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.
  1445.  
  1446. >Without missing a beat, the stallion slammed into her tailhole using his full weight. Then he immediately pulled back and did it again, and again. Ruthlessly breeding her rump without the slightest care for the mare under him.
  1447.  
  1448. >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 had been unprepared for it—as well as the seemingly little lube used—together with the force behind his punishing thrusts. Made the anal sex into a harrowing ordeal. There was no pleasure for her whatsoever. And she was certain she was bleeding from his opening shove alone.
  1449.  
  1450. >”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 screams 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 Twilight herself.
  1451.  
  1452. >Then, the stallion working away behind Celestia, suddenly whinnied loudly in delight. Lowering his head, he snapped his teeth to her withers. And whilst biting down on her back, thrust forwards and came into her marehood. The internal massaging she had been doing to him, as she watched Twilight struggle, had pushed him over the edge.
  1453.  
  1454. >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.
  1455. >After finishing inside, the stallion collapsed down on her back. Exhausted, but satisfied that he had helped his lifelong crush orgasm.
  1456.  
  1457. >However, not one for waiting, the big dragon next in line simply shrugged and picked up the spent stallion. Setting him aside he then 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.
  1458.  
  1459. >Celestia sensed that the next male was right behind her. A much larger presence this time. Yet none had mounted over her back.
  1460. >Then suddenly, she felt two big claws grip around her hips. Carefully pulling and testing her for leverage.
  1461.  
  1462. >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. From her teats to her dock. Then he stopped his dangerous digits at her vulva. Following the contours of her outer lips for a short while, before brazenly separation his talons, spreading her completely open. Seemingly inspecting her marehood like she was actual breeding livestock.
  1463.  
  1464. >Blooming from his prying touch, Celestia knew it was the dragon 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.
  1465.  
  1466. >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 her vagina. Getting slightly more than half in, before hitting her elastic cervix.
  1467.  
  1468. >Celestia was momentarily stunned by both his 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.
  1469. >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.
  1470.  
  1471. >Thankfully, it appeared that he recognized her worries and comfort levels. Choosing not to press further into her for now.
  1472. >She then felt him notably shift behind her. Like he was steadying himself. And once he had his perfect angle and stance. He slowly pulled about a quarter of his thickly tapered length out from her stretched vagina. Then worked it back in again.
  1473. >And after loosening and warming her up a few more times. He began to move with an ever-increasing pace. Filling her entire tunnel, and her cervix up, with every single thrust.
  1474.  
  1475. >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.
  1476. >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.
  1477.  
  1478. >Two minutes later, and after a particularly vigorous thrust, the stallion mounted over the younger alicorn groaned. His face furrowing whilst a serene grin, spread acrost 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.
  1479.  
  1480. >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.
  1481.  
  1482. >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.
  1483.  
  1484. >Obscenely moaning from the passionate sex, Celestia watched on as the next male approached upon Twilight. She visibly struggled in her bonds at the rush of seeing him. Knowing the change he was about to bring to the room.
  1485.  
  1486. >Celestia’s fierce reaction tipped Twilight off. Feeling anxious she tried to angle her head and look backwards, but she couldn’t.
  1487. >And when she felt a pair of strong, dull grabbers on her flanks, panic set in. 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.
  1488.  
  1489. >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 channelled her weak magic into it. Tugging hard on the link as she did.
  1490.  
  1491. >She wasn’t sure if she was getting anywhere, but it didn’t matter. Her racing emotions were screaming at her to try anything.
  1492.  
  1493. >”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.
  1494.  
  1495. >*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
  1496. >”Mnuffffaahhhhaaa! Aaugghhhhhhhaaaa! Oohhuuffffaaahhhhh!”
  1497.  
  1498. >”Don’t you think I know when a disobedient bitch is trying to escape!?” the fear inducing centaur boomed. He wanted to pull out his braided whip and 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.
  1499.  
  1500. >Several of the males around them, started to laugh at the now sniffling and shivering alicorn. Mocking her for crying out from *”just a few spanks”* on her hind. The comments stung at Twilight’s pride and confidence. Like she was overreacting, despite the obvious distress she was in.
  1501. >With those belittling thoughts in her mind, Twilight took numerous shaky breaths. Sampling Celestia’s humid taste for a moment, whilst trying to better control her rattled self.
  1502.  
  1503. >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.
  1504. >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.
  1505. >Once inside, he harshly grabbed Twilight by her shoulders. Then forced the rest of his length into her as hard as he possible could.
  1506.  
  1507. >”Mnnfffaaaahhhhhhhhuuugggaaaahhhhhhhh-gaahhhaaaauuufffffhhhhhhhhhhhaaaa!”
  1508. >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.
  1509.  
  1510. >The centaur’s wonderful performance instantly overwhelmed Celestia. Losing control, she sprayed behind herself as she witnessed the big brute, spear into her precious sunshine like a ragdoll.
  1511. >Whinnying loudly into Twilight screaming mouth, Celestia felt herself aggressively contract and spasm with her climax. Instinctively, she pulled at her own bindings. Trying to better meet the dragon having untamed sex with her marehood, to prolong her powerful orgasm.
  1512.  
  1513. >Staggered by his size and brutality, Twilight for a moment, didn’t even hear her own voice scream from the ripping pain in her rear. It was as if the big centaur was tearing her body in two.
  1514. >And when she thought she couldn’t possibly comprehend anymore pain than what she was already experiencing, he began moving.
  1515.  
  1516. >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.
  1517.  
  1518. >The pure determination from the centaur’s sexual display, quickly became oddly motivating to the audience around him. Like he was both demonstrating how to properly breed a mare from behind, and at the same time, challenging everyone in the room to surpass him at it.
  1519.  
  1520. >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.
  1521.  
  1522. >”Waahhuuuffhhhooaaaahhhhaaaa-uuggffuuufff! Whhaaaahhhhhmnngguuuffhhhhaaa! Uwaahhhhhhhhhaaaa-mnffhhaaauuggghhhhhhaaa!”
  1523.  
  1524. >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.
  1525.  
  1526. ---
  1527.  
  1528. >Celestia had made a personal bet with herself, to see if she could keep track of the time whilst she got used 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.
  1529.  
  1530. >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.
  1531. >The only ones that didn’t seem to be even remotely tired, were the two centaurs. Which was expected of them. But she had instructed them prior to stop after four rounds. Otherwise, the others would’ve never gotten a chance to ride them.
  1532.  
  1533. >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 mounted over them. Or the group of adventurous, playful mares that took vibrating wands to her clit and vulva. Pressing the incessant heads against her folds for several minutes as the males cheered them on. Watching her convulse and squirt five times in a row without pause.
  1534. >All in all, the event had been a marvellous success. And she knew the rumours of the orgy would be talked about for decades.
  1535.  
  1536. >Shuddering, Celestia's fleeting thoughts snapped back to reality when she heard, and felt the stud currently behind her, groan and flare. Expanding and releasing into her vagina.
  1537. >”Mmnnhahffmm~," she let out lazy moan of her own. Feeling him naturally jutter in and out of her whilst he happily emptied. An act she always found endearing with stallions.
  1538.  
  1539. >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.
  1540. >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.
  1541.  
  1542. >And when the spent stallion pulled out from her and climbed off, a tired sergeant wobbled up to them by their side.
  1543. >With difficulties, he bent down and turned the sign over. Signaling the end of the royal breeding event.
  1544. >An instant later, several annoyed, but understanding voiced grumbled out in the room.
  1545.  
  1546. >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.
  1547.  
  1548. >Both mares wheezed and coughed as they were freed from the restrainers. However, Twilight continued to weakly mewl because of a remaining griffon, that was still humping away at her behind. Briskly driving his barbed penis in and out of her with determination. He wasn’t very big compared to a stallion. But with her battered tailhole like it was, any size would hurt.
  1549.  
  1550. >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.
  1551. >Expecting it to happen, 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.
  1552.  
  1553. >It wasn’t long before Celestia felt the belts around her wings and tail loosen. And after 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.
  1554. >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.
  1555.  
  1556. >With that distraction gone, she noticed that she felt only moderately parched. A testament to the standard moisture runes imbued onto every breeding rack.
  1557. >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.
  1558.  
  1559. >Now done with her spells, she turned to the sergeant expectantly. Refraining from commenting on his wet penis, that still hung limply out from his sheath.
  1560. >“Here is the… your last item your highness,” he wearily said, unevenly levitating over an oversized butt plug to her.
  1561. >It looked like he was about to drop the toy on the floor, so she decided to assist him by grabbing it with her magic instead.
  1562.  
  1563. >”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.”
  1564. >”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 about the filly?” he reminded himself to ask. “The cock cleaner next door?”
  1565. >”Have Cozy Glow sent to our chambers once she has completed *all* of her duties.”
  1566. >”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.
  1567.  
  1568. >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.
  1569. >And just when he vanished, the griffon that was still having sex with Twilight’s rump, squawked out in satisfaction. Hilting, he pushed himself further up on her back. Meeting his thighs with hers and ejaculating as deep within her rear as he was physically able to. His upright wings fluttering during his release.
  1570.  
  1571. >Whilst getting off her, the griffon callously slapped Twilight’s bruised hind. Digging his claws in and scoring her left cheek. Leaving three, shallow red lines next to the hundreds already under her coat.
  1572. >”Thanks for the ride,” he taunted the worn alicorn. Before bowing to Celestia and joining the flocking mass.
  1573.  
  1574. >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.
  1575. >”No wonder she kept on screaming,” she thought to herself as she surveyed the damage.
  1576.  
  1577. >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.
  1578. >Yet, the true showpiece was her tailhole. At some point, her protruding anus had torn from the friction. And instead of stopping to heal her, the eager boys had continued to use her. Eventually inverting her anus inward, into her rear.
  1579. >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.
  1580.  
  1581. >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.
  1582.  
  1583. >Once 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.
  1584. >Finally, she snapped the restraints around her body open, and teleported the two of them away in a bright flash.
  1585.  
  1586. >A second later, the alicorns reappeared in Twilight’s royal bedroom.
  1587. >”Mo-mmy? Wh-re we?” the bruised alicorn asked. Her mind clearing and coming through.
  1588. >”Relax my love. You are tired. Let’s get you to bed, okay?”
  1589. >”Ye-s mama.”
  1590.  
  1591. >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.
  1592.  
  1593. >”Are you thirsty honey?” she then caringly asked, already knowing the answer from Twilight.
  1594. >”Mmm, a bit.”
  1595. >“Then here, let me help you with that.”
  1596.  
  1597. >Enveloping Twilight in her magic, she gently moved her into the middle of the bed.
  1598. >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.
  1599. >"Drink up sweetheart, mommy has alot of love to give,” she concluded. Then dispelled the weak seal that was keeping her vagina closed.
  1600.  
  1601. >Nodding, Twilight began drinking the sloppy ejaculates oozing out from her. Swallowing mouthfuls of the flavorful mix at a time.
  1602. >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.
  1603.  
  1604. ---
  1605.  
  1606. ---
  1607.  
  1608. ---
  1609.  
  1610. >Day: 1662
  1611.  
  1612. >”Aunty Lulu!”
  1613.  
  1614. >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.
  1615. >There were no doubts that she was wearing a diaper behind her skirt. Her waddle and the audible crinkling gave it away.
  1616.  
  1617. >”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.
  1618.  
  1619. >”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!”
  1620.  
  1621. >”Truly? Well, I always knew my sister had an affinity for attracting cute and pretty things. Must be why you both found each other.”
  1622.  
  1623. >”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, giving her streaked, blue mane a few strokes.
  1624.  
  1625. >Twilight giggled and happily blushed at the attention. Nuzzling into Luna’s chest as Celestia gently 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.
  1626.  
  1627. >”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.”
  1628.  
  1629. >”Y-yes mother.”
  1630. >”Good,” Celestia finished, kissing her on the head as she left.
  1631.  
  1632. >Luna patiently waited for her sister to exit the room. Then she fully focused her attention on Twilight. Feeling her fidget as she leisurely moved her contained mess, up and down her cheek valley.
  1633.  
  1634. >”Sweetheart, why is your diaper so very heavy?”
  1635. >”B-because… I had an accident about an hour ago, during our walk.”
  1636. >”You could not hold it in until afterwards?”
  1637. >“No, I hadn’t gone potty yet. Mommy told me not to. And then she gave me a *b-banana shake* before we left.”
  1638. >”Banana shake?”
  1639. >”You know… it’s when… it’s when she takes a very large syringe and fills it up with mushed bananas…,”
  1640. >”And then what Twilight?”
  1641. >”T-then she pulls my diapee down and… a-and injects everything into my bum-bum. So that I may have my potassium for the day.”
  1642.  
  1643. >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.
  1644. >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.
  1645.  
  1646. >The entire practice seemed rather silly and counterintuitive to Luna. However, in an effort not to appear too mean-spirited about her predicament. She quietly embraced Twilight in another hug. Smothering her face against her blue chest.
  1647.  
  1648. >And after taking a few, controlled breaths, Luna eventually managed to overpower her burgeoning laughter. Then she refocused on her blushing niece.
  1649.  
  1650. >”Are you thirsty little one? You have been walking outside in the sun for some time.”
  1651. >”Yes aunty, but I can wait until dinner.”
  1652. >”Nonsense dear, I was just about to get up and visit the fillies room when you came in.”
  1653. >”Oh, umm….”
  1654. >”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.”
  1655. >”O-okay.”
  1656.  
  1657. >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.
  1658.  
  1659. >But with Luna, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to disclose how they ordinarily played with urine. In the event she decided to ask about any further, embarrassing details. 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.
  1660.  
  1661. >Therefore, 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 to squeeze and shift all over her hindquarters. Inhibiting her ability to sit still or straight.
  1662. >Ignoring the fun sensations, Twilight instead watched as Luna inclined back on the pillows. Pushing her crotch out towards her. And after lying back, she continued her repositioning by drawing her legs up, and outwards, keeping her thighs wide. Revealing her winking nethers to her without any shame.
  1663.  
  1664. >”I will make sure to go slow for you, so you can drink and enjoy yourself like you normally would.”
  1665.  
  1666. >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. She then pulled her forward until she was right infront of her marehood.
  1667. >Now breathing on her sex, Twilight saw her blue magic spread and hold her folds open for her.
  1668.  
  1669. >”Well?”
  1670.  
  1671. >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 whilst Luna pressed on her head from the back.
  1672. >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.
  1673.  
  1674. >”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.”
  1675.  
  1676. >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.
  1677.  
  1678. ---
  1679.  
  1680. >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.
  1681.  
  1682. >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.
  1683. >And whilst holding her legs wide, she individually tore at the blue binding tapes that had been keeping the full diaper sealed, and in place. Prolonging the simple act to keep Twilight in her embarrassed suspense for longer.
  1684. >Then, once all of the tapes were undone, Celestia opened and brought the front of her diaper down. Displaying her exceedingly filled diaper, and her impressively stained rear.
  1685.  
  1686. >”Wow, that is a rather well used diaper,” Luna commented aloud, standing and watching by Celestia’s side. “I am astounded that it could contain everything. And it looks like there is more than just urine and excrement here.”
  1687.  
  1688. >”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 retaining agents. To help keep everything inside for her. But as you can see, they only got her so far.”
  1689.  
  1690. >”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.”
  1691.  
  1692. >”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 little fillyhood is?”
  1693.  
  1694. >”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.”
  1695.  
  1696. >”Most definitely, I shall have her demonstrate for us in the living room later tonight.”
  1697.  
  1698. >With a playful laugh Luna then moved around the table. Walking up to Twilight’s resting head from the opposite side.
  1699. >And without saying anything to her exceptionally 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.
  1700.  
  1701. >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.
  1702.  
  1703. >Smiling, Celestia watched the heated scene for a moment more. Then she 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 Twilight’s cheeks. Letting the brown and yellow manure fall into the diaper.
  1704. >Celestia 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.
  1705.  
  1706. >Magic was normally reserved for when she needed to get her rump cleaned quickly. Which typically only 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.
  1707.  
  1708. >With her cheeks now free from any chunky grime, Celestia looked around her waist. Finding and wiping away any larger pieces that she could find into the diaper aswell. Then she carefully slid the diaper out from under her. Leaving it open on table to her left.
  1709. >Following this, she reached into the basket and got out a plastic bowl and a box of foalwipes. Placing the bowl on the table she then moved the dirty towel into it.
  1710.  
  1711. >Unsealing the foalwipes, Celestia got to work cleaning the filthy stains visible all over her behind.
  1712. >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. Slowly but surely, she returned her natural purple hue to her.
  1713.  
  1714. >And once she had finished wiping the sides of her thighs. Celestia took her attention to the area between her cheeks.
  1715.  
  1716. >However, before she did, she glanced 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.
  1717.  
  1718. >”Smelly, stinky child. Filling your diapers up like an incontinent foal.”
  1719. >”You really need mommy to wipe under your tail, do you not?”
  1720. >”How long until she takes you over her lap again?”
  1721. >”Surely you love eating her out whilst sitting on a sore hiney.”
  1722.  
  1723. >With a bemused nicker, Celestia returned to her task. Ignoring her sister’s silly comments.
  1724. >Using the box of foalwipes she carefully cleaned from her dock to her teats. Eventually stopping to prioritize her marehood, seeing how Luna had pushed some of her manure into her folds earlier.
  1725. >And to accomplish this, she first separated her labia lips open. Holding her vulva spread and exposed to her liking—then she gently, but thoroughly—wiped the filth away from her. Enjoying her warm skin as she unhurriedly worked. Feeling her fruitlessly attempt to clench and close her spread lips from her comprehensive touch. Causing her to sporadically wink out instead.
  1726.  
  1727. >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 she took a foalwipe and brushed the layers of manure into it.
  1728.  
  1729. >Placing the bowl back on the table, she continued to wipe her tailhole clean using a few more foalwipes.
  1730. >With a satisfied smile Celestia began surveying her work. Checking to see if she had missed anything.
  1731.  
  1732. >Finding nothing she reached into the basket and brought out a white, disposable diaper. It was the same type Twilight had worn throughout the day. Celestia used them often on her due to their bulky design. The back portion even had extra layers of thick padding. Making them stick out quite abit when worn. Imparting a very cute, childish look from behind.
  1733.  
  1734. >Opening the diaper square, Celestia took it to her side and waved it up and down a few times. Airing it and making it puff out. After seeing it expand and become plush like she had wanted. She moved it underneath Twilight’s raised hindquarters.
  1735. >After checking its placement under her rump, she reached back into the basket. Taking out two additional items. A small bottle of lube and a black, medium sized butt plug.
  1736.  
  1737. >Flicking the lid of the lube open, Celestia copiously smeared the modest plug until it started to drip in her hoof.
  1738. >And once the anal toy was nice and slippery, she brought it low, smoothly tucking it between Twilight’s plump cheeks. Aligning it up with her now cleaned tailhole, before easing it inwards.
  1739.  
  1740. >With a light, continuous push she sunk the butt plug into her rear. Letting her pretty tailhole stretch and swallow around its tapered length. And once the thickest part had disappeared within her. She flipped a switch on its protruding base to low. Pressing on the plug she could feel it vibrate against her frog.
  1741.  
  1742. >And with the toy in place, Celestia lowered her muzzle down—to plant a soft kiss on Twilight’s marehood, just 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.
  1743.  
  1744. >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.
  1745.  
  1746. >And as she uprighted herself, she moved back around, towards Celestia.
  1747.  
  1748. >”May I sister?”
  1749. >”Please, go ahead.”
  1750. >”Thank you Tia.”
  1751.  
  1752. >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 were both snowy white, and sweetly scented. And after a few playful pats on her cloudy bottom, and a few giggles from Twilight and Celestia. Luna gestured for her sister to lower her legs back down. And to hold her thighs outwardly spread instead.
  1753.  
  1754. >With Twilight’s powdered rump now resting on a fresh diaper. Luna went into the basket again and took out a bottle of coconut oil. Smirking, she proceeded to dribble the oil down onto her niece’s presenting sex. Then she slowly rubbed and slathered the oil into her folds. Teasing her vulva with her slick hoof, whilst also lightly pushing on the plug in her rear with her magic; until Twilight began panting and winking on the table.
  1755.  
  1756. >Once she had gotten Twilight hot and bothered from the sensual massage. Luna reached for the baby powder again and sprinkled her front with it. Making the area just as white as her bottom. Placing the bottle aside she then grabbed the diaper cover. Lifting it up and over her nethers. Shutting and taping it down. Completing the diaper.
  1757.  
  1758. >”There we go my little niece, all snug and pampered.”
  1759. >”Th-thank you aunty,” Twilight replied, her breath labored, “and thank you mommy for changing my s-stinky diaper.”
  1760. >”You are most welcome my love. I know you cannot help yourself sometimes.”
  1761.  
  1762. >With the diaper change taken care of, Celestia helped Twilight to her hooves.
  1763.  
  1764. >”Tia, have you forgotten about this?” Luna said, moving to properly close the used diaper on the table.
  1765. >”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.
  1766.  
  1767. >Her pink rump was perceptibly bruised and inflamed from the serious thrashing she had administered earlier with Twilight. Having taken turns to belt across one of her quivering cheeks at a time. Then they had left her there. To miserably sit on a plastic punishment mat with her muzzle firmly stuck in the corner. Crying herself tired whilst they had played amongst themselves, before eventually leaving to go for a pleasant, two hour long walk.
  1768.  
  1769. >”Cozy Glow, your numnums are ready!” Celestia eagerly shouted out towards the slumping girl. And immediately after, the pegasus got up from her stool and scooted over to the trio. Her legs noticeably stiff and wobbly.
  1770.  
  1771. >As she neared them, Celestia moved a highchair forwards, 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.
  1772.  
  1773. >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.
  1774.  
  1775. >”My apologies Tia, but I think I am going to overlook this part. I do not wish to risk the dinner I just had.”
  1776.  
  1777. >”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.”
  1778.  
  1779. >”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?”
  1780.  
  1781. >”Only a quarter or so for now, the remainder she will consume closer to her bedtime, and for breakfast.”
  1782. >”I see… well then, please enjoy yourselves. You can find me resting in my chambers.”
  1783.  
  1784. >”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.
  1785.  
  1786. >”Goodbye little one,” Luna said, giving her a smile and a curt nod. Then turned around and left.
  1787.  
  1788. ---
  1789.  
  1790. ---
  1791.  
  1792. ---
  1793.  
  1794. >Day: 1671
  1795.  
  1796. >”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?”
  1797.  
  1798. >”Umm… maybe?”
  1799.  
  1800. >”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?”
  1801.  
  1802. >”I am sure we can send for new ones on Monday,” Twilight chimed in from the side, trying to defuse the situation.
  1803.  
  1804. >”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.”
  1805.  
  1806. >With an angry twitch in her eye, Celestia took her right hoof, and then pointed it towards the table in the middle of the living room.
  1807. >”Assume the position! Now!”
  1808.  
  1809. >”Wha…? No! Absolutely not!” Luna shouted back in protest. Stomping on the floor with her forehooves.
  1810.  
  1811. >”Is that so little sister?” Celestia ominously replied, stepping up to meet her. “And what makes you think you have a say in it?”
  1812.  
  1813. >”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 dangerous.
  1814.  
  1815. >The sphere, even in its early stage, had enough power to easily stop and pulverise a large meteorite into gravel. Yet it only caused Celestia to momentarily sink into the floorboards. Bending and shattering them into several pieces with her hooves.
  1816.  
  1817. >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.
  1818.  
  1819. >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.
  1820. >Feeling her legs tremble Luna dejectedly sat down on the floor. Looking up to see her angry sister loom over her.
  1821.  
  1822. >”Finished?” Celestia sternly asked, watching as her sister winced and sniffled below her.
  1823.  
  1824. >”A-another failure….”
  1825. >”Excuse me?”
  1826. >”I-I was inebriated a-and… I did n-not realise… I always fa-fail you l-like this… I a-am a failure….”
  1827.  
  1828. >Celestia watched how the shadows around Luna grew. Slowly consuming her immediate surroundings.
  1829. >Shaking her head, the older alicorn reached down and enveloped her sister in a gentle wing. Hugging her dismayed form.
  1830.  
  1831. >”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.”
  1832.  
  1833. >”H-honest?” Luna looked up. The darkness around her subsiding.
  1834.  
  1835. >”With my life,” Celestia answered, kissing her softly on the forehead. “And unlike the stars above us, my love for you, will never fade.”
  1836.  
  1837. >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.
  1838.  
  1839. >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.
  1840.  
  1841. >When she got close, she opened her other wing. And then placed Twilight under it, hugging the two of them together.
  1842.  
  1843. >It wasn’t until after a few minutes had passed them. Once the two alicorns in her wings had adequately settled down enough. That Celestia carefully lifted her wings up. Breaking the group hug and assisting them to stand with her.
  1844.  
  1845. >”Feeling any better Luna?”
  1846. >”Y-yes, much better now sister. Thank you. I a-am sorry for my folly.”
  1847. >”You certainly will be in a moment.”
  1848.  
  1849. >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.
  1850.  
  1851. >”T-tia… this surely is not necessary.”
  1852. >”Hmm, let’s 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.”
  1853.  
  1854. >Luna gulped when she heard her sister list off her various transgressions. Although she did not want to, she had to confirm just how bad she was going to get it. Maybe she was going to take pity on her this time.
  1855.  
  1856. >”H-how many… d-days?” Luna anxiously asked.
  1857. >”Days?” Twilight enquired as they neared the table.
  1858. >”She is asking how many days her rear will hurt,” Celestia answered, stopping infront of the table.
  1859. >”And to answer your question Luna. Five.”
  1860. >”Five?! P-please sister be merciful! Wh-what must I do to lessen the chastisement?!”
  1861.  
  1862. >After guiding Luna over the table. Celestia paused to contemplate her plea.
  1863. >”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?”
  1864.  
  1865. >”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.”
  1866.  
  1867. >”Very good Twilight. Did you hear Luna? You get one day less. Be sure to thank your niece later in your bedroom.”
  1868.  
  1869. >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.
  1870.  
  1871. >”Twilight, please go up front and hold her forehooves for me.”
  1872. >”Sure!” she responded cheerfully, her mood steadily improving now that she was helping the two sisters.
  1873.  
  1874. >With a nervous twitch, Luna glanced backwards when she heard a teleportation spell summon an item into the room.
  1875. >And when she moved her eyes to the source of the noise, she felt herself ready to faint. To her aft, Celestia was now wielding 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, did nothing to reassure her.
  1876.  
  1877. >”Eyes upfront!” Celestia snapped as she caught her sister staring.
  1878.  
  1879. >”S-orry big sister!” Luna whelped, taking her gaze forward and looking into Twilight’s much more comforting, albeit very excited eyes.
  1880.  
  1881. >”This is going to take a while Twilight. So go ahead and tell me if you need to take a break at some point.”
  1882.  
  1883. >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.
  1884.  
  1885. >*Smack!*
  1886. >”Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaa-fhhaaaaaaahhhhhhhaaaaaaaa!”
  1887.  
  1888. >*Smack!*
  1889. >”Ghhhhhhaaaaaaahhhhaaaaahhaaaaaa! Ssssiiiisssterrrr, ppleaaaaaassseee! Ussee yyourrr hhoo—"
  1890.  
  1891. >*Smack!*
  1892. >”Ahhhhhhaaaaaaafffffffhhhhhhaaaaaa-ahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa! Uuuuhuuuuuhuuuuuuhhhhuuu….”
  1893.  
  1894. >*Smack!*
  1895. >”Ahhhhuuufff-whaaaaahhhhhhhaaaaa! Whaaaaahhhhhhaaaa-wahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  1896.  
  1897. >*Smack…! Smack…! Smack…!*
  1898.  
  1899. ---
  1900.  
  1901. >”Hello Twilight,” Luna meekly said, fretting on her hooves and standing outside of the guest playroom door.
  1902. >”Hi aunty! Have you come to play with me and Cozy Glow?”
  1903. >”A-actually, I was hoping that you might… that you might be willing to provide me with an internal c-cleansing?”
  1904. >”Of course aunty! I also get tummy aches from time to time. Please follow me.”
  1905. >”Thank you….”
  1906.  
  1907. >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.
  1908. >And from the ceiling pulley above Cozy Glow, a black rope was making its way down to her. The 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.
  1909. >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.
  1910.  
  1911. >Ignoring her sobs, Luna rigidly followed Twilight into the bathroom. Nervously watching as she closed the door. Then turned to her.
  1912.  
  1913. >”Am I your first today?”
  1914. >”Yes, that is correct my niece. I figured you would more… lenient.”
  1915. >”Oh, do not worry,” Twilight giddily replied as she moved to open one of the wall cabinets. “I will be as gentle as Fluttershy.”
  1916.  
  1917. >Luna shuddered when she saw Twilight open, and take out a large enema syringe. The thing was as big as one of her legs!
  1918. >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 she walked over to the bathroom sink.
  1919.  
  1920. >Luna continued to nervously observe Twilight as she held the syringe in her magic by the sink. Withdrawing and removing the plunger from within it first, before using a hose from the faucet to fill the now empty enema tube up with lukewarm water.
  1921.  
  1922. >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.
  1923.  
  1924. >”There we go,” Twilight said in a satisfied tone, placing the plunger back into the full opening. “Your medicine is ready aunty!”
  1925. >”You are… too kind. I t-truly appreciate the assistance,” Luna struggled out.
  1926.  
  1927. >Wearing a happy smile on her muzzle, Twilight went up to Luna, holding the large syringe by her side with her magic.
  1928.  
  1929. >”I need you to turn around for me aunty. This goes in your hiney hole, not your mouth.”
  1930. >”Y-es, of course…,” Luna responded, turning around. “Please f-fill my behind....”
  1931.  
  1932. >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.
  1933. >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.
  1934. >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.
  1935.  
  1936. >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.
  1937. >Twilight, keeping everything steady with her magic, then slowly began pushing the nozzle inside of Luna’s anus. Watching how she adorably clenched and unclenched as she penetrated her.
  1938.  
  1939. >And when the nozzle had fully disappeared into her bottom, Twilight moved her right hoof to the back of the plunger.
  1940. >”Deep breaths now aunty. Try to stay calm and do not budge! And I promise to be as quick as I can for you.”
  1941.  
  1942. >”Q-quick? There r-really is no need to ru—"
  1943. >Luna was interrupted by an overwhelming torrent of lukewarm water, that flooded into her rear.
  1944. >Just barely managing to stop herself from jumping away. Shaking and groaning loudly where she stood, trying to fight off a massive, and very sudden, stomach cramp.
  1945.  
  1946. >”Oooohhfffuuuggffhhaaa-ghhuuhhhhaa!”
  1947.  
  1948. >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.
  1949.  
  1950. >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.
  1951.  
  1952. >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.
  1953.  
  1954. >”I am going to pull it out!” Twilight lied, trying to keep Luna unaware and distracted while she swiftly pushed the air into her.
  1955.  
  1956. >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, she nearly expelled right there on the floor.
  1957.  
  1958. >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.
  1959.  
  1960. >”T-twilight!” Luna groaned, turning around to meet her. “I r-require— 'ouuffhhh' the la-lavatory immediately!”
  1961.  
  1962. >”Sorry aunty, I’m not allowed to go near the big potty without mother’s permission. But don’t worry. I know something else we can use instead.”
  1963.  
  1964. >”N-no, not now Twilight! T-there is— 'ughhhff' no t-time for silly games, I-I mus—"
  1965.  
  1966. >Reaching out with her magic, Twilight suddenly grabbed hold of Luna’s right ear. Pinching and pulling it high. Then she began walking towards the glass shower stall in the corner.
  1967.  
  1968. >”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!”
  1969. >”Behave and I won’t,” she answered in a firm tone. Still pinching and leading her by the ear.
  1970. >”Y-yes, I swear it! Th-aank you!”
  1971.  
  1972. >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.
  1973. >Once inside the stall, she took Luna to the glass wall on their right. Then motioned for her to spin around. She then left her standing there. With her hind almost pressing up against the glass.
  1974.  
  1975. >”T-twilight?”
  1976.  
  1977. >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.
  1978.  
  1979. >”Make sure to keep your tail up aunty! It’s going to get very dirty otherwise.” Twilight said as she directly stared at her bottom from the opposite side. “You may potty.”
  1980.  
  1981. >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.
  1982. >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.
  1983.  
  1984. >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.
  1985.  
  1986. >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.
  1987.  
  1988. >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. Infact, she was not sure what to do about anything. She was too drained and too ashamed to think.
  1989.  
  1990. >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.
  1991.  
  1992. >Humming, Twilight meticulously cleaned her. Leaving no area untouched she continued until the water running down from Luna’s hindlegs was clear.
  1993. >She then used a scented shampoo to make her coat smell fresh and floral. Before moving to her mane and washing her from the top.
  1994.  
  1995. >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.
  1996. >And with that, she guided the wet alicorn out of the shower stall.
  1997.  
  1998. >Using a drying spell, Twilight both combed and dried her. And during the treatment, Luna seemed to regain her composure.
  1999.  
  2000. >”Y-you will not tell sister?” Luna meekly asked, unable to look Twilight in the eyes.
  2001. >”I had no real plans to,” she answered with hints of mirth in her voice. “I’ll wait until you really misbehave for that.”
  2002.  
  2003. >”Th-thank you,” Luna exhaled. Slowly feeling better and more confident.
  2004. >”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.
  2005.  
  2006. >”…”
  2007.  
  2008. >”Well aunty, I should probably get back to my playdate with Cozy. But don’t forget to tell me when you need another fill-up? Okay?”
  2009.  
  2010. >With a fiery blush Luna nodded, and then hurried out the door. Her tail adorably tucked between her legs as she exited the bathroom.
  2011.  
  2012. ---
  2013.  
  2014. >”Tia, would you please be generous and… g-grant me a purgative?”
  2015.  
  2016. >”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?”
  2017.  
  2018. >”Y-yes big sister, I have,” Luna hesitantly replied.
  2019. >”Is that so? And if I were to ask her later, would she differ?”
  2020. >”No I… she said she would not… I mean—”
  2021. >”Speak the truth Luna!”
  2022. >”I-I momentarily disagreed with her! But t-then I begged and apologized… I did what she requested!”
  2023. >”And she accepted your apology?”
  2024. >”Yes!”
  2025. >”Then you have nothing to be concerned about. Now come along, I have already prepared something for us in the living room.”
  2026.  
  2027. >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.
  2028.  
  2029. >”I know this is punishing for you Luna. But I must also thank you for requesting leniency when you did.”
  2030. >”T-thank me?”
  2031. >”Yes, Twilight spoke about the activity you both engaged in earlier. She practically dragged me to bed, demanding that I take her from behind whilst recounting your ordeal in detail. Screaming both of our names in pleasure throughout it.”
  2032. >”…”
  2033. >”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.”
  2034.  
  2035. >Luna stopped walking for a moment. Pausing to think and contemplate her sister’s words.
  2036. >”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.
  2037.  
  2038. >Leaning forward Celestia kissed her on the forehead.
  2039. >”Thank you for being supportive of our relationship Lulu. I will repay you later once your punishment is over.”
  2040. >There is no need for that sister. Besides, I kind of deserve this.”
  2041. >”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.”
  2042. >”Truly?! Thank you sister!” Luna joyfully exclaimed. “A-also, you do not need to throw those *tickets* away.”
  2043. >”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.”
  2044.  
  2045. >Shortly thereafter, and Luna found herself standing in one of their living rooms. Her jaw nearly dropped when she saw the large, portable potty in the middle of it. The childish item was shaped like 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.
  2046.  
  2047. >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.
  2048.  
  2049. >Luna flinched at the fizzling bag. It hurt her stomach just looking at the damnable thing. Making her legs weaken the more she stared.
  2050. >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.
  2051.  
  2052. >”T-tia?”
  2053.  
  2054. >“Do not worry Lulu, it is perfectly safe. The bubbles will just leave you abit flatulent for the rest of the day,” Celestia playfully concluded. Taking hold of her sister’s ear, before leading her to the swan.
  2055.  
  2056. ---
  2057.  
  2058. >The alicorn sisters were mating 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.
  2059.  
  2060. >”Sisssttterrrr! P-pl-eease— 'ugffha-haah' n-not so deeeep!”
  2061.  
  2062. >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.
  2063.  
  2064. >”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.
  2065.  
  2066. >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.
  2067.  
  2068. >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.
  2069.  
  2070. >And after just three minutes from having started. Luna accidentally squirted out from the watery penetration. Unable to keep the large enema inside whilst her sister stirred into her rectum.
  2071.  
  2072. >”Mommy, I think— 'mmnnhh' I think aunty is ha-aaving an accident!”
  2073.  
  2074. >”Yes, my little one. I can certainly smell her,” Celestia said lightheartedly. Pushing herself further forward. “Clearly I am not plugging her tightly enough~!”
  2075.  
  2076. ---
  2077.  
  2078. ---
  2079.  
  2080. ---
  2081.  
  2082. >Day: 1704
  2083.  
  2084. >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.
  2085.  
  2086. >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.
  2087.  
  2088. >And with Luna currently away she was free to roam around 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.
  2089.  
  2090. >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 undisturbed.
  2091. >Then, after having fixed all of the smarting bruises and blisters on her rump; she had 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 to use any healing spells. Dresses only for the following two days.
  2092.  
  2093. >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.
  2094.  
  2095. >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.
  2096.  
  2097. >Turning around the alicorn then raised her tail up, presenting her bulging diaper to the seated filly.
  2098. >”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.
  2099.  
  2100. >”Here we are,” Celestia said whilst lowering the full diaper down onto Cozy Glow’s feeding tray. “I do hope you brought your appetite.”
  2101. >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.
  2102.  
  2103. >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.
  2104.  
  2105. >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.
  2106. >Letting herself adjust to its length and thickness. Appreciating how the dildo filled and stretched her vagina the deeper it went.
  2107.  
  2108. >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.
  2109. >Taking and sinking the spoon into her messy diaper, Celestia began to stir everything in it together. Mixing and crushing any larger pieces whilst going through it.
  2110.  
  2111. >After half a minute of stirring. Her manure had turned into a thick, brown slurry. And somehow the stench seemed even worse than before.
  2112. >”There we go, all nice and smooth for my little foal~,” Celestia happily informed with a wink.
  2113.  
  2114. >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.
  2115.  
  2116. >”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.”
  2117.  
  2118. >”Y-yes my goddess,” she swiftly replied, forcing herself to smile before opening her mouth up.
  2119.  
  2120. >”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.
  2121.  
  2122. >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.
  2123.  
  2124. >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.
  2125. >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.
  2126.  
  2127. >And when she closed her mouth around it, she shuddered and sputtered. Unknowingly spilling tiny amounts into her bib.
  2128. >”Such a messy eater,” Celestia brightly teased, watching her writhe in absolute disgust. “Go ahead and savour that for a minute. There is something I wish to discuss with you.”
  2129.  
  2130. >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.
  2131.  
  2132. >”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.” Celestia stops to reach under herself with her magic. Flicking the dildo to medium. Then continues. “Th-here is going to be a fair number of young ponies at the gathering. Mostly foals and colts your age, but— 'mnnhhhaa' a-also some adolescent company will be present aswell.”
  2133.  
  2134. >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.
  2135.  
  2136. >”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.
  2137.  
  2138. >And when Celestia saw her force the dung into her stomach, she spontaneously 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.
  2139.  
  2140. >Carefully guiding the loaded spoon forward, Celestia watched as Cozy Glow gave 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 again changed from misery, to queasy. The collar ensuring that she wouldn’t be able vomit whilst she worked the dung around in her mouth.
  2141.  
  2142. >”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.”
  2143.  
  2144. >With a twisted smile, Celestia returned the oval into her stirred mess. Listening how Cozy Glow began gagging and retching while she finished what was currently in her mouth. Her forced smile vanishing altogether.
  2145. >”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.
  2146.  
  2147. >”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.”
  2148.  
  2149. >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.
  2150.  
  2151. >“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 granted. Do we have an agreement Cozy? Yes, or no?”
  2152.  
  2153. >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.
  2154.  
  2155. >“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.”
  2156.  
  2157. >And when Celestia removed the empty spoon from Cozy Glow’s mouth. The filly began shaking and loudly whinnying from the feeding. Quivering in her seat like 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.
  2158.  
  2159. >”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.
  2160.  
  2161. >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 whilst she took the toy several times over.
  2162.  
  2163. >With a flick of her magic, Celestia 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.
  2164.  
  2165. >And as the shaft relentlessly slurped in and out of her marehood. Celestia 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.
  2166.  
  2167. >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.
  2168. >Climaxing and squirting on the seat, Celestia 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.
  2169.  
  2170. >Panting and sweating, Celestia took a minute to come down from her euphoric state. And the moment 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.
  2171. >Then she refocused on the spoon lying on the feeding tray.
  2172.  
  2173. >“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.
  2174.  
  2175. ---
  2176.  
  2177. ---
  2178.  
  2179. ---
  2180.  
  2181. >Day: 1743
  2182.  
  2183. >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.
  2184.  
  2185. >Glancing into the diaper Celestia could see that Twilight’s cheeks were only lightly smeared. And that there were just three horse apples in it. Which was surprising to her given the gluttonous amounts of pancakes and baked goods—that her foal had been eating between now—and her last diaper change.
  2186. >Pushing the diaper upwards, from below with her hoof, Celestia could see that there wasn’t anything more to her modest deposit. Only that they were wet from being peed on.
  2187.  
  2188. >”Oh Twilight~, whatever am I going to do with you? I only changed you four hours ago, and you are already smelly again.”
  2189. >”Sowy mamma, I made a poopy when I was playing with Cozy.”
  2190. >”Silly thing, you should have told me. I could have brought you to your potty.”
  2191. >”Nuhu, I wanted to play, not be on the potty.”
  2192. >”Are we being rambunctious again, dear? Yesterday you refused to come down for your next hiney-meal when I shouted. Stuck in your erotic novels like you were. Do you remember how I had to come and get you?”
  2193. >”Yes, but I was jus—"
  2194. >”And what did you do when I took you over my lap? You kept squirming and complaining that the oatmeal had *’turned cold’*. As if it had been my fault for not heating it up properly. And when I retaped your cute diaper, you immediately released everything out. I had to wipe your bottom, fetch you another meal, warm it, and then plug you to finally get you to settle down for your afternoon nap.”
  2195. >”Umm… sowy?”
  2196. >”No, that will not do little one. That fussing alone took over an hour. An hour we could have spent enjoying a pleasant reading session together. And that was just one of many naughty instances throughout the last few days. Would you like me to recount everytime I had to raise my voice? Or all of the warning spanks both me, and Luna had to give you? To get your attention?”
  2197. >”…”
  2198. >”Oh Twilight, do not be sad. You know there is nothing I love more in this world than taking care of you. But when mommy or aunty is instructing you to do something. Then we expect you to listen, and do as you have been told. Yet it seems you have forgotten all about that recently. And because of that, I believe a little reminder of your place is in order. Infact, I suspect you are long overdue for one.”
  2199. >”S-spankies?”
  2200. >”No honey, something abit more enjoyable for the both of us~. You can probably tell by the position you are in.”
  2201.  
  2202. >As she finished her motherly admonishment, Celestia teleported in a large, enema syringe. Drawing the plunger back from it, she left the entire tube clear with only air. Afterwards, she brought the tip to her mouth. Leaving a nice sheen of saliva on it.
  2203. >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 wide point onto her anus. Letting it sink inside.
  2204.  
  2205. >”Mommy?” Twilight inquired with a blush, feeling her bowels strain and fill-up with air.
  2206. >”Shush now sweetheart. I only want to hear your beautiful moans during this. And nothing else from your mouth unless told. Understood?”
  2207. >”Oookayy~.”
  2208. >”Good girl. Now just relax,” Celestia said as she twisted on the seated plunger, shrinking the gasket seal inward. And whilst holding the enema tube steady, and in place—she pulled the plunger out—and then fully back in again. Pushing another substantial serving of air into her bottom.
  2209.  
  2210. >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 air in her. But as long as it was just the two of them, then it didn’t matter.
  2211.  
  2212. >Upon meeting the plunger flush with the enema tube, Celestia carefully withdrew the inserted end of it, out from Twilight’s anus. There was no need to tell her to clench when she removed it, since she already knew to do so.
  2213.  
  2214. >And with the two air enemas done, Celestia grabbed the sides of her dirty diaper and pulled it back up, over her rump. Adjusting and checking it for any loose 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.
  2215.  
  2216. >With her 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 as she pleased. Or how her creased, diaper slit was now hinting at her protruding anus. Inviting her to explore her perfect rump.
  2217. >The alluring sight caused her to flare her nostrils out. Her love was going to get aggressively bred for tempting her in such an absolute way. This much was certain.
  2218.  
  2219. >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.
  2220.  
  2221. >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.
  2222. >Eventually, she got the bumpy mass situated within her vagina. And by that point, she was feeling like she was in the middle of a serious estrous cycle.
  2223.  
  2224. >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.
  2225. >Breathing and panting in excitement, Celestia brusquely guided the tapered head of her strap-on up, and into the premade opening on Twilight’s diaper. Sliding it through the smooth plastic and touching her exit hole.
  2226.  
  2227. >Growling in lust, Celestia contained herself just enough, to let the probing head 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 gave a weak thrust forward. Causing Twilight to yelp and groan in discomfort. Yet she knew that she was going to be begging for more in just a moment.
  2228.  
  2229. >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.
  2230. >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.
  2231. >With that priority in mind she indicated that she wanted to rise and pull her legs up on the table. To change her position.
  2232.  
  2233. >”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 harshly with implements again!”
  2234. >And with that warning, Celestia activated both of their phalluses. Making them vibrate on high. She then 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.
  2235.  
  2236. >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 was always mind-meltingly erotic. But if her brush or school cane got involved, then things would only ever hurt. Both during and afterwards.
  2237.  
  2238. >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 massive enemas. She suspected that her humiliating, rearward sounds, weren’t going to be stopping any time soon.
  2239. >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—
  2240.  
  2241. >”I hope I am not interrupting anything?” Luna suddenly said from behind the mating pair. “You two are certainly at it early today.”
  2242.  
  2243. >”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 she didn’t cease entirely.
  2244.  
  2245. >”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.
  2246.  
  2247. >”How is my sister Twilight? Is she riding you well and true?”
  2248. >”…”
  2249. >”Answer her Twilight!” Celestia reprimanded with an especially deep thrust. Letting her feel the beginning of the thickest part.
  2250. >”Yea-hhss! Y-yes she is— 'ffhuugaaahh' very g-ood aunty!”
  2251. >”Good at what my little niece?”
  2252. >”A-at sex, at— 'mmnffuohh' b-breeding my nau-hghty hiney!”
  2253. >”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.
  2254. >”Well, you heard her Tia, she wants more not less. Do not hold back for her sake.”
  2255. >”Yes, than-nk you Lulu.”
  2256.  
  2257. >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.
  2258. >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.
  2259.  
  2260. >The much faster pace greatly rustled and crinkled Twilight’s dirty undergarment. Spreading and smearing the few horse apples already in it, whilst also gracelessly drawing more out from her depths. Ever increasing the infantile sounds and smells coming out from below her.
  2261.  
  2262. >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.
  2263. >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 the small orifice and drooling down the side of her face.
  2264.  
  2265. >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.
  2266.  
  2267. >”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 lower half in response. The frantic display was rather endearing Luna had to admit.
  2268.  
  2269. >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.
  2270.  
  2271. >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.
  2272. >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.
  2273.  
  2274. >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.
  2275.  
  2276. >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.
  2277.  
  2278. >”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.
  2279.  
  2280. ---
  2281.  
  2282. >”Ple-ples-plehhueiiissseee-hhhhuuuuuuguuhh, nooht s-hhoo faahhhaasst! Uuhhiiiiiiggouhhhf-ouuuhff-ouuuhhff!”
  2283.  
  2284. >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.
  2285. >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.
  2286.  
  2287. >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.
  2288.  
  2289. >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.
  2290. >Pausing her thrusting for the first time, she waited for Twilight to focus in on her. To realize the situation she was in.
  2291.  
  2292. >And when her daughter did, she bit into her crest. Snapping her incisors over her skin, twisting to the right.
  2293. >The act caused Twilight to whimper, both from the pain, but also from the understanding that her behaviour had been lacking.
  2294.  
  2295. >Celestia then moved her hindlegs forward, as much as the short distance would allow for. And whilst biting and holding Twilight down. She started to slowly 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 had 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.
  2296.  
  2297. >”Mothhheer! I-it’s thhoo muuchhhh— 'ghaaahh' do-nn’t! Ow-oww-aaaahhhhhiiiieee!”
  2298.  
  2299. >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.
  2300.  
  2301. >Celestia, irritated over her lover’s selfish attempts to flee, sunk her teeth into her harder. The much rougher bite seemed to work as Twilight stilled her moving altogether. The simple, yet overpowering act, emphasised her foal’s place in their relationship. And how she was to accept her maternal love unconditionally—to do as she was told—irrespective of any discomforts towards her care. A reminder.
  2302.  
  2303. >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.
  2304.  
  2305. >Celestia then waited patiently. Waiting for Twilight’s wincing mewls to transform into sobs. And when they soon did. She let go of her head and crest. Pulling out from her trembling rump until her anus just barely got the chance to relax from the strain. And whilst holding the widest part slightly out, Celestia proceeded to kiss Twilight understandingly on the top of her head—before thrusting her thighs sharply forwards—to resume her energetic mating.
  2306.  
  2307. >And instead of begging for a slower pace this time, the room filled with stumbling, desperate promises to be an obedient, good girl for mommy.
  2308.  
  2309. >Rolling her eyes, Celestia snorted and laughed inwardly. “Her heart is in the right place,” she concluded to herself. Painfully ramming and seating the dildo flush with each thrust. Completely loosening Twilight’s bottom. Ensuring her actual need for diapers in the next couple of days.
  2310.  
  2311. ---
  2312.  
  2313. ---
  2314.  
  2315. ---
  2316.  
  2317. >Day: 1762 (This new section of 6k words, have not been edited much yet. I’ll improve them whenever I can.)
  2318.  
  2319. >”You’re not in any trouble anymore Wing Swirl. Don’t be afraid. Please rise and come to my throne,” Twilight gently spoke to the cowering pegasus, before turning her gaze towards the two sentries stationed by the door. “Guards, I wish to be alone with her for a moment.”
  2320.  
  2321. >Armoured hooves thudded against the floor, then the two stallions turned around and closed the large door together. Leaving Swirl and Twilight alone.
  2322.  
  2323. >Peering down her throne, Twilight saw how genuinely distressed the poor mare was. Her entire body was trembling, and her head was pressing firmly against the red carpet with her uninterrupted bow. Twilight doubted she had heard a single word she had said.
  2324.  
  2325. >This would not do, and to help ease her out of her anxious state, Twilight decided it would be best to step out of her throne, and personally greet her.
  2326. >And with quiet, measured steps, Twilight walked up to her. Keeping herself as unintimidating as she possibly could. Yet as she reached her, it became clear to the alicorn that she needed to do something drastic, to ever hope to get her attention.
  2327.  
  2328. >So, doing the first thing that came to her mind, Twilight gently enveloped Swirl in comfortable magic, then she lifted her up. Carrying the surprised, fretting mare up to her throne.
  2329.  
  2330. >Once she reached her throne, Twilight gracefully placed the mare down into her royal seat. And directly afterwards, she summoned in a blanket, covering her with it. Then she took her hoof and carefully stroked her dishevelled mane.
  2331.  
  2332. >”Now Swirl, the physicians told me you were able to listen, so I’m going to talk, and explain things to you as calmly as I can. To help bring you closure,” Twilight softly said, delicately fixing several loose strands from the pegasus mane. “About nine months ago you were wrongly convicted of forging documents. Documents that had, among other things, been used to gain access to extremely dangerous magical research. Magic that could potentially leave entire towns devoid of life if used incorrectly. And after a very detailed tipoff from a nameless source, the courts had ordered your home to be searched for any evidence linking you to said crime. And during said search, equipment was found in your basement that could have been used to fabricate such documents. Equipment that you claim was only used for your hobbyist stamp making projects. But unfortunately, when we analysed the papers in, and around your machine, a portion of them matched those of the forged documents.
  2333.  
  2334. >”Y-yes I know p-princess Tw-ilight, but I-I swear I don’t kno—”
  2335.  
  2336. >”Shhh, it’s okay Swirl. You don’t need to explain anything. We know you had nothing to do with it now. It is why you were so suddenly released from the dungeon yesterday. And I want you to understand that—as soon as I heard about the erroneous ruling—that I had taken it upon myself to arrange for the best medical professionals, to tend to your body and mind. And your physical treatment will continue for the remaining week. Until all scars are removed from your figure. Then, lots of warm spas and psychologists await you, for as long as you need.”
  2337.  
  2338. >”How d-did you, I mean m-my princess, how did y-you figure out who did it? Y-you must have found the real culprit, right? And w-why was the same pape—"
  2339.  
  2340. >”Just Twilight is fine,” the alicorn gently shushed her again, “I will be getting to that in a moment. But first, I would like to add more onto my previous words. Swirl, you have just suffered through an immense injustice. You were expected to serve for a minimum of seven years in the dungeon. And because of that, as restitution for the mistake, and for the suffering caused by the state. A penthouse apartment here in Canterlot has been gifted to you. You may do whatever you wish with it. Reside in it, or sell it for an exorbitant price. And of course, your criminal records have already been wiped. Not a single trace or indignant photo of your ordeal remains.”
  2341.  
  2342. >The relief Twilight saw in the mare’s eyes was palpable. As these were likely the first words she had heard—in over nine, painful months—that were filled with hope for the future. Something could only dream of a few days ago. And after she had uttered them, Swirl started sniffling. Lifting her shaky hooves up to cover her face.
  2343.  
  2344. >”It’s okay Swirl, go ahead and cry. That’s it, let it all out. Everything is going to be okay from now, I promise,” Twilight reassured the crying mare. Wiping around muzzle with the blanket. Then leaned in to give her a supporting hug.
  2345.  
  2346. >Twilight wasn’t at all surprised by her emotional reaction, usually those incarcerated within the dungeon for more than half a year, tended to lose their sense of self. Becoming nothing more than mindless toys. Just as her dungeon was designed to do. Designed to punish and break; never to reform like with the regular prisons. And regardless of any inner strengths the pegasus might’ve had, it would still take her years to recover from the night terrors alone.
  2347.  
  2348. >To her astonishment however, it was the crying mare that broke the hug first. And with tears still flowing from her now angry eyes, she suddenly demanded, “W-who was th-the asshole that framed me?!”
  2349.  
  2350. >It was a good response Twilight thought, maybe she’ll recover quicker than she initially believed. Using her anger as a distraction, just as Celestia had trained her to do in situations like these. She began the process of making her see nothing but the easy singularities. And few to no faults of the state.
  2351.  
  2352. >”It was your unicorn friend Anthelion Stride, we caught him trying to acquire parts from your impounded equipment, using another forged document.”
  2353.  
  2354. >”Stride?!”
  2355.  
  2356. >”Yes, it seems he framed you so he could get his thievery hooves on your rare printing machine. The old one you bought from the postal office could apparently be modified to make all sorts of specialized documents. And he had been slowly dismantling it over time. Eventually, one of the guards noticed how the machine had been reduced to its bare frame. With only four or five parts left in it. Parts that, as I’ve been told, weren’t even all that important, or hard to come by. Things like the heavy belt drive and the like. I assume he got greedy and overconfident, or perhaps he just wanted the entire thing as some sort of trophy.”
  2357.  
  2358. >”Th-that rotten bastard! All of t-this for my stamp machine?! Where is he now?! I'm go-ing to make him regret ever having been born!”
  2359.  
  2360. >”That won’t be necessary Swirl,” Twilight said, trying to calm the clamouring mare. Needing to hold her back slightly with her magic. “Such things are for the courts to decide. However, in your case, I have instructed the magistrate to wait with any verdicts, until after we’ve finished our talks here. Then I will recommend a sentencing to them. And they normally go with my recommendations.”
  2361.  
  2362. >”A-and what are yo-u going to tell them?!”
  2363.  
  2364. >”Whatever you feel is appropriate of course,” Twilight answered with a cunning smirk, “I’m sure you wish for him to experience the same you just have? And then some?”
  2365.  
  2366. >”Y-yes! I want h-him to suffer!”
  2367.  
  2368. >”I had a feeling you would, and to help you along with the decision, I would like to advice you how the dungeon is actually structured. The dungeon is a surprisingly simple creation, yet smartly divided up into five subsections for efficiency’s sake. The first sector being the most lenient, and the fifth one being the most severe. You stayed in the third section at first, but was transferred over to the second section after three months; as a reward for your good behaviour. All captives in the dungeon can only be moved up, or down, one rung. With those serving in the first section being the exclusive ones to get options like *maid duty* after half of their time.”
  2369.  
  2370. >”Then I w-want him in fifth!”
  2371.  
  2372. >”I know you do, but please let me share some more useful details before you decide on anything. You see, the fifth spot is precisely as horrifying as you can imagine. Normally, limbs are cut off and stored in vessels for reattachment later. And after the sentence is done, a great deal of mind restoration magic is needed to mend the captive. Otherwise, they would remain completely insane and dangerous to anyone that neared them. It’s only a place for those that commit the most heinous of crimes. And for that reason alone, I simply cannot send Stride there. As that level of brutality wouldn’t be justifiable in his particular case. And I also believe that the courts would outright reject my recommendations if I did. But with all of that said, there does exist a fate almost just as bad, in my opinion anyway. A fate with no options whatsoever, and one devoid of any possible compassion. I’m sure you remember the centaurs that you… umm… encountered in section three?”
  2373.  
  2374. >”Y-yes, I… I-I remember them,” Swirl answered apprehensively, needing a moment as she thought about the cruel beasts. “They… h-hurt me… more than th-the stallions ever did.”
  2375.  
  2376. >”And I’m genuinely sorry that you had to ever meet them in the way that you did. I truly am Swirl. But knowing about them now and their… distinct ways. How would you feel about giving Stride over to one of them? To be one of their personal bedmate’s for the entire duration of his incarceration?”
  2377.  
  2378. >”R-really? Yes, I-I would like that!”
  2379.  
  2380. >”Excellent choice, and for how long would you like him to stay imprisoned?”
  2381.  
  2382. >”Umm… w-what would the judg-es allow? Like, the m-most amount of years?”
  2383.  
  2384. >”A safe bet would be nine years with an additional three years of indentured servitude towards you. And don’t worry, once he’s released. Saying *no* to you, in any way, wouldn’t be in his vocabulary. He’ll be quite *reformed* if you catch my meaning. And I’ll make sure there aren’t any stipulates mandating how much you can punish him. So if you, or any friends of yours, wish to whip him everyday for example; or if you prefer putting his hind into the nearest brothel for bits. Then you will be more than welcome to do so.”
  2385.  
  2386. >”I think… I think all of that sounds fair. And-d knowing I’ll get him aft-erwards, even if it’s a long time from now. Will he-help me to move on from this.”
  2387.  
  2388. >”I am happy to hear that Swirl. And I hope, with time, that you can forgive all of us for your false imprisonment.” Twilight stated with a hug. “I am sure you have many more questions, but for now, see the letter by the door. It contains the keys to your apartment and a large check for all of your lost time.”
  2389.  
  2390. >”Thank-k you Twilight!” Swirl answered with heartfelt sincerity. Hugging her close.
  2391.  
  2392. >”You’ll grow stronger from this, I promise.”
  2393.  
  2394. ---
  2395.  
  2396. >”Guards come here, Twilight said as she watched Swirl exit out through large door. Her team of doctors and psychologist waiting for her.
  2397.  
  2398. >And as the two guards neared her. She used her own magic to slowly close the doors. Too impatient to wait for the ones stationed outside to do so.
  2399.  
  2400. >”Yes, your majesty!” the guards saluted as they stood below her throne.
  2401.  
  2402. >”Ugh, boys we’re alone. Cut the crap and get up here already!”
  2403.  
  2404. >Both stallions turned to look at one another, then they huddled together and whispered amongst themselves for a second or two.
  2405.  
  2406. >Twilight didn't mind the tiny delay, as she always gave her respected servants, time to deliberate on her *personal* requests. Nevertheless, if they ever aspired for a higher rank, or more pay, then they’d do well never taking too long, or really say no for that matter.
  2407. >That, and she did find it useful listening in on their conversations. It had helped her sort out the boring ones, with the ones that actually enjoyed *serving* her. And like she had predicted, Spear, the stallion on the right, began moving up to her first.
  2408.  
  2409. >Seeing him walk up to her, Twilight began sliding forwards on her throne, spreading her haunches wide. Then she looked to her right as Spear approached her seat.
  2410.  
  2411. >”I need a quick one. Tongue on my clit, Spear~!” she flippantly commanded, then moved her gaze towards her left. “Tell me, Arrow, would it be hasty, or prudent of me to bypass the courts with this forging issue. Do you think they would care if I just sent him directly to the dungeons?”
  2412.  
  2413. >”Hmm, I’ve always thought the lower courts were similar to the nobles. They enjoy feeling powerful. And if you want their support, the last thing you should do is ignore their presence.”
  2414.  
  2415. >”That is true. And I have been overstepping of late. What do— ‘mnnahh’ you suppose I should do? Any i-ideas?”
  2416.  
  2417. >”How about just sending them a quick letter? Saying you want the ruling to be expedited? Ask for their *permission*, and give them your punishment recommendations. That should satisfy them I think.”
  2418.  
  2419. >”S-spear! I said— ‘hahh-ahh’ my clit, not inside my vagina~! Are we d-disobeying orders again?”
  2420.  
  2421. >”No, ma'am!” Spear responded, teasingly dragging his tongue up, over her vulva. Then stopped at her clitoris. Taking her winking love button between his lips. Sucking and rolling his tongue around it.
  2422.  
  2423. >”Yes, just l-like that Spear! I hope it tastes good~? I’ve been— ‘mnnffhhaa’ s-stuck in this s-seat for hours. Now make your ruler cum!” Twilight heatedly exclaimed, her hooves grabbing hard into the sides of her throne from the intense clit sucking. Then she moved her straining eyes towards Arrow again.
  2424.  
  2425. >“And they s-say guards— ‘haaahh’ don’t make g-oood advisers,” she said as she unevenly floated a letter over. “Here take this— ‘mnnff’ p-pre-written recommendations lee-tter to my royal scribe. Th-then tell her to— ‘oooffhhh’ yes! Right t-there you dirty colt!”
  2426.  
  2427. >”Then make her write out what I just said a minute ago?”
  2428.  
  2429. >”Y-yeah— ‘ahhh-nnhhaaa’ that! And then give it t-to the magistrate! A-and Arrow, make sure you take care of that— ‘mnffaahhhh’ throbbing cock of yo-urs first. You k-know my scribe is timid around stallions!”
  2430.  
  2431. >”Will do your majesty!” Arrow said with a half-efforted salute, watching the alicorn clench and squirm on her throne for a few seconds. Noticing how his own erection twitched beneath himself as she moaned. Then he turned around, to slip out through a side passage. To find the nearest maid as ordered.
  2432.  
  2433. >”Waait Spear! I’ve changed my mind,” Twilight almost shouted whilst pushing his head lower, nearly climaxing on his face then and there. And once she had calmed herself for a second or two, she summoned in a scrying orb infront of herself. “Lick inside my vagina and— ‘haahh’ d-draw it out for me. There is something I wish to enjoy while you eat me out~.”
  2434.  
  2435. >Spear, with his mouth pressing against Twilight’s wet entrance, nodded and pushed his tongue into her as far as he could. Then he began slowly licking her twitching walls. Moving his head up and down to grind into her soft lips. His entire muzzle becoming damp with her fragrant, unswallowed juices.
  2436.  
  2437. >With a satisfied moan, Twilight took the scrying orb and transformed into a square, but before she turned it on. She used another spell on it. Ensuring that only herself could hear it. Then she activated it.
  2438. >And on the screen was one of her many recordings of Swirl. It was her first encounter with a centaur. A very excited centaur. The aggressive male was just about to mount over her bound form. The tip of his shaft lightly smeared with lube. Just enough to get things started. And the moment Swirl felt his penis prod against her backdoor, she began screaming and begging for mercy. For anyone to believe her. The recording was three hours long.
  2439.  
  2440. ---
  2441.  
  2442. >”Hello Stride, how are we doing today?” Twilight indelicately said to the bound unicorn. She had been rather surprised when she first learned that Stride, the expert forger and manipulator, was significantly younger than she had expected. He was just barely out of his teens, with a well sculpted body, light-teal coat and a straight, blue mane. He looked more like a promising scholar to her, ready to take on the world, than some sort of a seasoned criminal. Surprising, as it was suspicious.
  2443.  
  2444. >”P-princess! There has been a mistake! Please, you n-need to get me out of here! The courts have gone insane!”
  2445.  
  2446. >”Uhuh,” Twilight responded flatly, walking up to the stallion’s rear. Then she placed a hoof on his right hock, before trailing it upwards. Feeling him twitch on the x-frame he was lying tied into. His coat precisely as soft and unblemished as she assumed it would be. He was extremely well taken care of.
  2447.  
  2448. >”Listen very carefully to me Stride, as I’m not going to repeat myself,” Twilight gloomily stated as she walked up to his bound face. “The courts did not send you here, I did.”
  2449.  
  2450. >”What?!”
  2451.  
  2452. >”Yes, you heard me. Now don’t interrupt me again, or you’ll come to dearly regret it,” Twilight warned with finality in her voice. “You are here, because we know what you did. Your little game ended the moment we caught you stealing from the evidence quarters. We searched your home, and I personally did a full cross-examination of the forged papers. And they all matched with your magicwriting. Effectively, you’re done. But I’m not naive enough to believe that you didn’t have any accomplices. Friends and buyers. People within the castle that opened the doors for you. I want to know all of their names. Give them to me. All of them! And I’ll reduce your sentence.”
  2453.  
  2454. >”I… I-I can’t… they’ll kill me if I eve—"
  2455.  
  2456. >”I am guessing you weren’t informed about your treatment here? I am sure it all happened so fast for you. So, let me explain to you that the courts recommended to me that you spend fifteen years here, at section five. I figured that was fine, so I just sent you here without a trial like they wanted. And I’m certain a smart criminal like yourself, knows what section five means?”
  2457.  
  2458. >”N-no… that’s… that’s too m-much! Please! There’s no w-way… I’ll die here!”
  2459.  
  2460. >”Oh, you won’t die here, such things are forbidden. But you’ll probably wish for death after the first few months. Now stop delaying and tell me the names! And I’ll promise to reduce your sentence to something more manageable.”
  2461.  
  2462. >”I… I-I—”
  2463.  
  2464. >”How about I sweeten the deal a little more while you think. You’re talented, there is no question about that. And I’m always on the lookout for individuals that can copy and falsify documents for special operations. I’ll grant you work here, once your sentence is up. You’ll be paid well, just as you’ll be protected from your old *friends*. Sounds fair?”
  2465.  
  2466. >”Y-yes, okay! Anything but fi-five!”
  2467.  
  2468. >”Good boy,” Twilight proudly said, fussing with his sweaty mane, “and for admitting to your wrongdoings, and choosing to help the state. I’m willing to have your sentence reduced to nine years in this dungeon, and four years of indentured servitude instead. You’re effectively getting six years cut from this awful place. And yes, you’ll be glad to know that I’m also prepared to alter the harshness of your stay. You won’t be serving a single day in section five at all. That is how far I’m willing to go for your full confession. However, that’s where all the good news stops. The bad news is that you’ll be used as a personal relief toy for one of our rougher keepers here. He’s been desperate for a new pet after the last one got successfully released. This is non-negotiable. You may begin your confession now.”
  2469.  
  2470. ---
  2471.  
  2472. >”Thank you Stride, you did the right thing by telling me all of this. And as promised, your sentence is hereby greatly reduced. And I’ll make sure your new owner knows how helpful you’ve been to us.”
  2473.  
  2474. >Standing up, Twilight lit her horn for the briefest of movements, “Unfortunately, now comes the part where you face the consequences of your selfish, poor actions. It won’t be pleasant for you, nothing here is. But it will also be alot less than what you were originally signed up for. You should be thankful for that mercy. We shall speak once more, after I’ve confirmed some of what you’ve told me here today. But that won’t be for a while.”
  2475.  
  2476. >With that, a heavy thud was heard outside the steel door. A second later, a heavyset centaur opened and entered through it. His masculine body was practically steaming with heat and lust, and his erect penis was pulsating with grave need underneath his barrel.
  2477.  
  2478. >”Took you long enough! All of this waiting was driving me mad!”
  2479.  
  2480. >”I’m sorry about that Khall. We had a few things to sort out first. And Stride here has been very helpful.”
  2481.  
  2482. >”Don’t care, I want him now!”
  2483.  
  2484. >”And you will shortly,” Twilight stated as she lowered herself to speak with the shocked stallion. Stride was shaking badly in his restraints, just as he was mouthing off various words, but no sounds were actually escaping him. “I hope you’re listening Stride, this centaur here will be your new master for the next nine years. Try not to be too intimidated by his large… stature. I wish you the best of luck in your reform process.”
  2485.  
  2486. >As Twilight finished speaking to the distraught stallion, she stood up to face Khall. “As I said, he’s been very helpful. And for his cooperation, I want you to *warm him up* first with your digits. And make sure to use lots of lube as you breed his hind. How fast or slow you take things with him, is up to you. But I do want you to stop and re-lube yourself every twenty minutes or so. And no, blood does not count as a lubricant. Lastly, I suspect that he’s a complete virgin in these matters. So, I’m hoping you’ll atleast *consider* giving him a chance—to show you how much of a good little boy he can be—before you decide to outright break him. Understood?”
  2487.  
  2488. >”Sure princess. Whatever you say,” the centaur glared back at her. “Can I make him squeal now?”
  2489.  
  2490. >”Go right ahead,” Twilight answered, stepping out of his way and towards the door.
  2491.  
  2492. >With a gruff snort, Khall moved up to the bound stallion. Assessing him for barely a second, before reaching towards him with his grabbers.
  2493. >”Mhnm~, you really don’t look like a stallion to me at all. More like a prissy little filly in need of a new daddy!” Khall taunted as he took hold of Stride’s left hind cheek. Squeezing and groping into it. “I’m going to mould you into my perfect cumfilly!”
  2494.  
  2495. >The unwanted touch and the nasty comments, were apparently enough to jostle Stride out of his trance. And he immediately started crying for dear life. Even more so when a slick digit suddenly entered into his reluctant tailhole.
  2496.  
  2497. >”Pllhhheeassssee nohhoooo! S-stooop iiiitt— ‘gaahaa-ooufffhhh’ w-w-wait!"
  2498.  
  2499. >Twilight rolled her eyes at his shrill screaming; the centaur hadn’t even mounted him yet. All Khall was doing was squeezing his testicles together with his left, and roughly pumping two of his digits into his rear with his right. To loosen him up. The young stallion was obviously far too new and inexperienced to be able to appreciate such a kind gesture. But she knew he would with time. They had years to get to know each other afterall. Or rather, Stride had years to get to know all of Khall’s preferences.
  2500.  
  2501. >And when Twilight saw the centaur fully bring out the container of lube from underneath the frame, she couldn't help but widely smirk at the colt’s plight. The sight of the container also clued her in that it was time for her to leave. As she didn’t want Khall to be distracted by anything; to concentrate solely on Stride's fear-clenching hind.
  2502.  
  2503. >Reaching for the lever, Twilight then silently closed the door behind herself. Leaving the boys to indulge in their passionate bonding together. For however many hours Khall desired.
  2504.  
  2505. ---
  2506.  
  2507. >A month later, and after confirming much of the information Stride had given her, Twilight once again, found herself in the dungeon. And as she walked through the spacious stone hallways, she exchanged brief greetings with two members of her correctional staff. A female griffon and a stallion. Both were wearing the standard fauxleather suits that the dungeon offered. And currently, the griffon was gently fitting a full-length cocksleave around the stallion’s erect penis. The sleave was heavy and covered with irregular sized metal studs. With two simulated medial rings that were basically just thick metal washers. And at the very base of the stallion’s shaft was a tight restraining band. To keep him from cumming easily.
  2508.  
  2509. >Apparently the duo was getting ready to *treat* one of their wards together. Specifically, the sign above their door, indicated that it was some random minotauress that Twilight had never heard of. And as she glanced into their saddlebags—she spotted a batch of strong healing potions—and a set of whips, narrow slappers and cattle-prods each. All of their equipment, combined with the rough cocksleave the stallion was wearing. Made it abundantly clear to her that the unlucky cow residing within, was in for a very rough evening.
  2510.  
  2511. >With a smile and a wink Twilight, bade them a pleasant time and moved on. Getting further and further into her gloomy dungeon. Sidestepping a pool of blood everynow and again. Taking her time, she peered into the few opened doors along the way. Seeing everything from violent genital beatings to teeth removal. All in accordance with the fourth section. Spotting none that was deviating from what was allowed.
  2512.  
  2513. >During her walk, she stopped to give a quick wave whenever she came across a brighter alcove, where her correctional staff were lounging and chitchatting. All of the rest areas were soundproofed and calming to be in. Just as they were equipped with everything from bathrooms with showers, to cooking stations for their meals.
  2514. >And like always, Twilight had to use her magic to halt the happy, yet tired staff members from getting up from their chairs. Preferring them to rest and get ready for their next engagement. Then bowing and praising her as she passed by.
  2515.  
  2516. >Eventually, after leisurely walking for thirty minutes, and moving down a flight of stairs. Twilight found herself nearing Khall’s personal living quarters, at the very beginning of the fifth section. And despite having repeatedly offered the two centaurs she employed with proper rooms above. The brutes always insisted on staying down here. Claiming that the constant screaming was soothing to them. That it made them sleep better. Twilight didn’t believe that for a second, suspecting they just wanted to be nearer to their victims. As they themselves never seemed to sleep, but their prey certainly did. One of these days she was going to interview them about their strange habits. Maybe next year even, with how responsive grateful they’ve grown.
  2517.  
  2518. >And as Twilight stepped up to Khall’s door, she halted. The heavy door was slightly ajar, and she could already hear the unmistakable sounds of thrusting and yelping coming from within it. Khall was obviously expecting her, and modesty was not something he cared much for.
  2519.  
  2520. >Taking the invitation, Twilight simply pushed the door open. Then walked confidently into the refurbished cell room.
  2521. >Once inside of it, she was immediately hit by the overpowering stench of male sweat and sex. The intensity of which staggered her for a fraction of a section. Causing her to blink and shake her head, before focusing forwards.
  2522.  
  2523. >In front of her was Stride, he was lying flat on Khall's bed, with his barrel being pressed down against it. He was facing the doorway, with the muscular centaur mounted over him.
  2524.  
  2525. >Walking up to the breeding pair, she observed every aspect of Stride's feminine attire. The young stallion was wearing a filthy, white dress. With a pink painted slave collar around his neck; to keep his magic weakened. Or in his case, to drain into Khall. His blue mane had been cutely tied up into a bun. And he had runny makeup on his face from constant crying.
  2526.  
  2527. >”Greetings princess!” Khall boomed out as she got close, happily giving Stride another sharp thrust into his rear. Making him grimace and yelp in pain. “What brings you to my modest abode today? I assume more talking to my girl?”
  2528.  
  2529. >”That’s right Khall, but don’t worry, I won’t be long.”
  2530.  
  2531. >”Good, I like brevity,” Khall responded, tugging on the chain connecting to Stride’s slave collar, signalling for him to keep his head upright for the princess. Then he moved his hips closer, not stopping until he felt his sheath grace against Stride’s struggling anus. And instead of the fun thrusting he had been doing. Khall started lightly rolling his thighs into him. Allowing for his pet to speak as he slowly bred him deep.
  2532.  
  2533. >And whilst Stride took it anally, Twilight moved a gentle hoof towards his wet face, caressing him as she waiting for the worst of his whimpering to subside. Then she started talking.
  2534.  
  2535. >“I trust you’ve been a good filly for your new master?”
  2536.  
  2537. >”Y-yes, your hi-highness I— 'aauuffhhhh’ p-promise I-I have!”
  2538.  
  2539. >”I’m very happy to hear that Stride. I was worried you wouldn’t adjust down here with him. But I see that you’re in capable hooves,” Twilight stated seriously, struggling to fully conceal the amusement in her voice. “Now, do you remember all of the names you gave me?”
  2540.  
  2541. >”I-I remember— ‘owffuaahhhgg’ t-them, your highnnesss.”
  2542.  
  2543. >”Well, it seems that many of them led to arrests. And those arrests, led to even more criminals being captured. So, not only did we retrieve various stolen goods we thought lost forever. But we managed to disband an entire network of criminal smuggling, thanks to your confession.”
  2544.  
  2545. >”Sounds like my cock hungry bitch is getting a small reward tonight!” Khall laughed as he thrust into him hard. “Maybe your tight little clit-cage comes off for the first time too? I bet you would love to show me how a filly squirts! Don’t you?!”
  2546.  
  2547. >”Y-yes, I want to— ‘uurgggffhhh’ s-show you how I squirt! Th-thank— ‘ghha-haaahhh’ you d-daddy!”
  2548.  
  2549. >Twilight couldn’t help but snicker at the absurd interaction, needing to use her hoof to cover up her mouth, to stifle some of her laughter. “A-anyways, we are very thankful for the information you’ve provided Stride. And for that, I’ve decided to reduce your indentured servitude with a full year. I’m nothing but merciful with those that seek to better themselves. This visit also marks my last one; you will be granted no more leniency from this point on. The courts would not allow it even if I tried. And in saying that, I hope you duly reflect on all the harsh time I have personally reduced from your sentence. And that you’ll remain thankful, well after your release.”
  2550.  
  2551. >”Yes, t-thank you princess— ‘ggahh-ffuuhhhaaa’ Twiii-lighhtt! I won’t f-forget it!”
  2552.  
  2553. >”Good girl,” Twilight answered back, leaning in to give him a quick hug. Then she took her muzzle up, towards his right ear. Whispering into it. “Show your daddy lots of love, praise and thank him both during, and after he finishes inside of you. Go behind his rear and lick him clean each morning. Kiss and compliment his testicles often. Truly show him what an eager filly you are. Do that, and he won’t hurt you as much.”
  2554.  
  2555. >What little dignity was left in him, caused the stallion to blush at her degrading advice. And as Twilight stood up, she nodded to the centaur to continue his lovemaking. Then she turned to leave. To check on some of the prisoners in the section.
  2556.  
  2557. >”Finally! My balls are already aching from being so full!” Khall said in frustration as he earnestly began thrusting into Stride’s tailhole again. “C’mon, start begging for daddy!” he heartily groaned. Tugging on the chain to bringing his *mare* further back. Wanting to hold Stride close as he used him like a trashy whorse. To warm his pounding cock.
  2558.  
  2559. ---
  2560.  
  2561. >Needing a quick break from her paperwork, Twilight leaned back in her chair. And as the seat imperceptibly creaked, she was suddenly reminded of Stride and Khall. The sound making her *hear* the loud bedsprings in the centaur’s room.
  2562.  
  2563. >Admittedly, she hadn’t really thought about Stride in many weeks now, as Khall never spoke of him. And it wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy seeing stallion’s get punished. It was just as amusing as it always was. But rather, she had others in her dungeon that she preferred looking at, whenever she called in her maids for relief.
  2564. >Particularly the females staying in section one. Few things got her as wet quickly as watching ponies, hippogriffs, kirins and the like. Get a proper hoof or paddle spanking, and then have vibrating wands pushed and held against their cute vulvas. Seeing them cry and beg as they were made to endure orgasm after orgasm until they passed out. Was simply much more enjoyable to her. Then watching some silly boy get it from behind.
  2565.  
  2566. >But today, out of some perverse curiosity she supposed. Twilight decided to use her scrying orb, to see how things were coming along between the two males.
  2567.  
  2568. >Summoning in the magic orb, Twilight first stretched it into a perfect square, then directed it to link up with the orb hidden in Khall’s room. After having successfully done so, she activated and peered into it.
  2569. >Within the screen, Twilight witnessed the centaur standing roughly in the middle of his dungeon room. With his tail hiked high. And just behind him sat Stride. The young stallion was fervently licking and sucking on Khall’s tailhole. The sight was anything but pretty, his muzzle was visibly grimy and wet from the serious effort.
  2570.  
  2571. >With a warm sigh, Twilight moved a hoof down, towards her sex. Slowly rubbing herself as she looked on. And after about three minutes of *in-depth* kissing, did Khall order him to stop, and to lie down on his back instead. Stride complied without a single objection. The centaur then magically took hold of his own penis, aiming and urinating all over the stallion’s light-teal coat. Covering him from head to hoof in yellow. Once Khall had finished going, Stride, by himself, brought his mouth up to meet with Khall’s still dripping shaft. Kissing and thanking him for the golden shower.
  2572.  
  2573. >And whilst under him, Stride continued to diligently complimented Khall’s penis. He was telling him how strong and beautiful it was, and that he couldn’t *wait* to have it inside of his needy vagina again. He was properly worshipping his cock like a trained slave, dragging his tongue all over his stiff head.
  2574.  
  2575. >It was only after Stride unsteadily got up on his hooves, that Twilight got an unhindered look at the painful state of his rump. Long, angry cane welts were crisscrossing over his entire hind. And his inflamed anus was discernible loose and wrinkly from frequent use; and currently, gaping wide with a mixture of cum and lube leaking out from the ruined orifice.
  2576. >Looking further below him, Twilight also saw the metal chastity cage that was fastened around Stride’s genitals. Focusing in on it she could see how tightly the cage was fitted, adorned with studs and weighing heavily on him. And most likely, impossible to ignore.
  2577.  
  2578. >And even though Khall appeared satisfied with Stride’s oral performance, and his praising comments. He still took the time to instruct him to be more attentive to his *pisshole*, following a soaking. Less licking and more sucking. He also said that he was willing to overlook yesterday’s complaining mistake. But that he should still expect another beating before bed—and that he was to choose between receiving a much longer—and a much harsher caning on his *pert little ass*—or a shorter one on his *clitty* with his grabbers. To emphasize what he meant, Khall reached behind Stride and patted him directly on his locked-up testicles.
  2579.  
  2580. >With his severe wisdom imparted, Twilight watched on as the brute took hold of Stride’s leash. Walking him towards one of the corners in the room.
  2581.  
  2582. >Once he had brought Stride into a corner, Twilight observed how Khall expertly fastened his leash onto a sturdy shackle; that was jutting out from the stone wall. And after having done so, Khall turned around, to walk up to a locked chest by his worn bed. Crouching slightly, he then opened and indelicately rummaged through it, before taking out a large dildo. The centaur then crudely threw the flexible toy towards the soaked stallion, telling him to keep himself *’well prepared’* for his return.
  2583.  
  2584. >With that out of the way, the centaur changed topics and tone. He started talking about how he was going to be *busy* with some new griffon that had just come in. A female griffon that had been sentenced to sector five for clawing a throat out in a barfight. And that he was going to be enjoying her for most of the day. Then he described how he was going to declaw and cut her tail off, as her very first experience. To make sure her stay with him was *memorable* and fitting. After the dark commentary, he picked up a pair of cutters, needle-nose pliers, and a searing rod from the chest. And with them in his grabbers, he slammed the chest shut, and then barged out the door. Leaving the startled stallion alone in the corner with the toy.
  2585.  
  2586. >All throughout the crazy exchange, Twilight noted how Khall‘s hard penis never once softened. Even after having just used his *bedmare*. He really seemed to be much livelier than usual she thought. No doubt from having a new pet to always *come home* to. After each, violent day.
  2587.  
  2588. ---
  2589.  
  2590. ---
  2591.  
  2592. ---
  2593.  
  2594. >Day: 1831
  2595.  
  2596. >“So sweetums~, how would you like your five days to play out?” Celestia stated as she gently nuzzled and kissed Twilight in her bed.
  2597.  
  2598. >“Ugh, seriously. I’ve been having the dullest, grueliest month ever! The castle spire renovations are still ongoing. And most of my pleasure servants have all but finished their indentured servitude. And hardly anyone of them stayed to be concubines after. I’m down to four mares and one male dragonet! That alone is going to be frustrating, not to mention the big tax refor—”
  2599.  
  2600. >”Honey,” Celestia softly shushed her with a hoof to her mouth. “You know you can always talk and vent to me however much you like. And I will always be here to listen. Yet, in saying that, we both know the real *relief* you truly need right now. Comes not from expressing or retelling your dreary workdays. But from me, pampering you to the fullest extent of your heart’s desire.”
  2601.  
  2602. >”Mmm, yes I know mother.” Twilight responded, smothering herself in Celestia’s warm embrace. Relaxing and breathing steadily. Feeling her soft coat caress against her cheeks. Whilst a loving hoof delicately stroked down her mane and neck. Holding her close.
  2603.  
  2604. >”Okay, I’ve decided,” the purple alicorn said after a few more minutes of cuddling. Pocking her head up.
  2605.  
  2606. >”Oh?” Celestia replied, lazily lifting one of Twilight’s wings up with her magic. Checking to see if she had been properly preened.
  2607.  
  2608. >”Yes, I want mommy to be rough this week, to think of her own pleasure over mine.”
  2609.  
  2610. >Hearing her words, Celestia leaned in to kiss Twilight on her mouth. “Rough for the full, five days? Are you certain my love? You know how… demanding I can get sometimes.”
  2611.  
  2612. >”Y-yes, I’m sure. I think I really need it this time.” Twilight blushingly answered. Fleetingly pulling her gaze away from Celestia’s now glaring, hungry eyes.
  2613.  
  2614. >There was a brief pause between them, then Celestia carefully rolled to her left. Standing up, she walked over to Twilight’s side of the bed.
  2615.  
  2616. >”Say no more,” Celestia concluded, her voice was as calm and loving as ever. Yet, her shrewd smile gave away just how much she was enjoying the request.
  2617.  
  2618. >With a nervous shudder, Twilight took hold of her offered hoof. And allowed herself to be guided up, and into the bathroom.
  2619.  
  2620. ---
  2621.  
  2622. >As soon as the door closed behind them, Celestia gave Twilight a sharp, painful smack on her rump. Simply because she wanted to see her yelp and flinch forward. Taking carnal delight in how her hoof impacted on her firm bottom. Making her rightmost cheek bounce upwards with the cruel force.
  2623.  
  2624. >*Smack!*
  2625.  
  2626. >”Ahhhaaa-ooww!” Twilight shrieked out from the surprise hit. Her tail immediately began to childishly swing sidesways from it. Like she was trying to fan her slapped cheek. Just like a regular foal typically would after receiving a particularly nasty warning spank from their parents.
  2627.  
  2628. >Chuckling at Twilight’s adorable, rattled reaction. Celestia gave her a second to collect herself. Waiting mostly so she could enjoy her foalish behaviour for longer. With her cute butt stuck in the air like it was. Giving her plenty of revealing tail-flashes as she worked the smarting blow away from her system. And when she saw Twilight settle, she ordered her to stand in the middle of the room while she got her trial ready.
  2629.  
  2630. >Focussing solely on her own, sexual amusement. Celestia opened and pulled out one of her well used diapers from the pail in the corner. Her playtime with Cozy Glow ensured that there were always a few stale ones left in it. To stew before any feedings. Knowing how much worse they got with time by the smell alone. That, and having occasionally allowed the young pegasus to beg with her meal; had perfectly disclosed their *extra* flavoursome nature to her. How the filly would genuinely drop down to the floor. To desperately plead for a fresh diaper meal—or to just slobber directly from her anus or toilet—than to ever see her near with a discarded one from the pail.
  2631.  
  2632. >And with precisely such a diaper in her magic, Celestia joyfully walked back to her anxious mate. Watching how Twilight’s entire posture immediately shifted from worry, to genuine dread, as she approached with the darkly soiled diaper.
  2633.  
  2634. >For the briefest of moments, Celestia wished to stop and tell her just how much her current expression was turning her on. And how effortlessly she excited her. But she didn’t. Such revelations would come much later. When they both were lying down to share their experiences.
  2635.  
  2636. >Without saying anything, Celestia opened the diaper up infront of Twilight. Showing her the large deposit of decomposing manure inside.
  2637.  
  2638. >With a mewl, Twilight instinctively tried to step back from the smell and view. But Celestia had already anticipated the natural reaction. Stealthily having activated her horn to fully restrict her hooves to the bathroom tiles.
  2639.  
  2640. >”Shhh~. It is alright sweetheart. I know you are worried.” Celestia said semi-sympathetically. Before bringing the full diaper down, and underneath Twilight’s muzzle. “I want you to breathe deeply for me now, okay?”
  2641.  
  2642. >Shaking, and doing as told. Twilight reluctantly flared her nostrils out and hesitantly tried inhaling the rancid stench from the diaper. Hoping to get the gross treatment over with quicker.
  2643. >And the instant she did, she began coughing and spluttering in a spasming fit.
  2644.  
  2645. >”There we go~. It has been atleast six days since I put *that* in there. And it looks like all of my tinkling has kept things nice and fresh too.”
  2646.  
  2647. >With wide open eyes, Twilight held herself absolutely still. Not wishing to open her mouth up, or to accidentally stick her muzzle out.
  2648.  
  2649. >And to her utter dismay, the awful diaper was brought closer. Only a small fraction now separated her face from its smelly, filthy contents. Any mishaps now would mean faceplanting directly into it.
  2650.  
  2651. >It was horrifying. And the intense smell quickly became too much for Twilight to contend with. Sweating and heaving in disgust, she could neither move back, nor forward. And being trapped like she was, she began hyperventilating in place. Forcing more and more of the putrid stench into her panicking self.
  2652.  
  2653. >”You need to calm down sweetheart, steady your breathing for me. Yes, slowly. Good girl, just like that~.” Celestia happily instructed her foal through her bourgeoning frenzy. All the while her clitoris was winking nonstop from what she was forcing her to do. “Be still and keep breathing on mommy’s poopy diaper. If you accidently move any, you might end up having a *messy mistake* all over your beautiful face and mane. And we would not want that, now would we?”
  2654.  
  2655. >Twilight really did her best to remain still and calm. The fear of having the diaper smeared against her proved to be a powerful motivator. However, there was only so much of it she could take with any semblance of control. As the miserably inducing dung within it, was outright unbearable to be near. And it wasn’t just the smell that was horrendously rotten. The brown hill of manure resting inside of it, was revolting enough by itself to look at. Yet, at the same time, she couldn’t bring herself to close her eyes for even a second. She needed to know if the excrement was going to make contact with her muzzle. If she were to have the almost impossible chance of avoiding it.
  2656.  
  2657. >And after about three minutes of having her head stuck closely into the diaper. With the fetid dung being the only thing she could see and smell. Twilight began breaking down once more. Shivering and heaving from the overwhelming disgust. After that started, it only took her another minute for her to begin loudly crying and hiccupping. Tears copiously flowing from her squinting eyes. Landing into the mess below. Unable to stop herself this time.
  2658.  
  2659. >”That did not take very long~,” Celestia amusedly said at her lover’s plight. “Go ahead dear. Give me a good cry. It is only natural you would want to, given your age.” Celestia finished saying, unmovingly holding her soiled diaper just under Twilight’s muzzle. Now needing to use more of her magic to keep her still.
  2660.  
  2661. >The sight was as scandalous as it was stimulating to Celestia. Her she was, standing and holding one of her filthy diapers right next to Twilight’s face. Listening to her gag and retch as she cried hysterically into it.
  2662.  
  2663. >It really was one of those moments for Celestia. Where she really longed to do what her wet nethers were telling her to do. To just give in and smear the full diaper all over Twilight’s perfect face and mane, to make her scream out in horrid revulsion. Before tying her down and leaving her for a few hours; with her entire head covered in foul muck. Treating her no differently than she would Cozy Glow.
  2664.  
  2665. >Focusing inwards, Celestia proceeded to spin the sick fantasy around in her mind. Using Twilight’s distraught cries as an aphrodisiac. To feed her imaginations whilst her marehood steadily dripped on the floor.
  2666. >Then, after a minute more, she carefully lowered the diaper away from her lover’s muzzle.
  2667.  
  2668. >”See? Not a spec on you.” The white alicorn affirmed as she rolled the diaper back up. Being mindful of Twilight’s distressed state she hurriedly tossed it back into the pail. Out of sight, out of mind.
  2669.  
  2670. >”You are my bravest, most courageous little foal. Strong, talented, beautiful.” Celestia softly praised over and over again, until Twilight started coming down from her blubbering hiccups. Wanting her calm and lucid again, so she could continue tormenting her without any guilt.
  2671.  
  2672. >And after embracing and kissing Twilight for as long as she needed to, Celestia suddenly tipped the dreaded pail in the corner over. Then she aggressively grasped Twilight behind the neck, and started dragging her head towards the opening in the pail.
  2673.  
  2674. >“Think happy thoughts now sweetie~. And remember how much I love you,” Celestia playfully said as she pulled her across the floor.
  2675.  
  2676. >"Mommyyiiieee! W-wait! Pleeaasee stop! No wannnaaaa inside!” Twilight screamed and begged. Tantruming as she realized precisely where she was going to be spending her time.
  2677.  
  2678. >However, unbeknownst to Twilight, Celestia had already put down two changing mats on the floor, just infront of the overtipped diaper pail. Ensuring her lying comfort as she roughly guided her head directly into the smelly opening.
  2679.  
  2680. >”All of those used diapers are mine,” Celestia said aloud, pushing the words into Twilight’s mind. “I expect you to be obedient and lie still until I return. You are allowed to turn over. But I warn you, do not—under any circumstances—pull out from the container without my permission.”
  2681. >Celestia then brought her hoof downwards, to threateningly stroke at Twilight’s hindquarters. Specifically touching her where she had slapped her earlier. “Unless you wish to be my naughty foal instead~.”
  2682.  
  2683. >And with that warning, Celestia casually left the room. Closing the door behind her to let Twilight experience her unflattering scents in peace. Then she urgently teleported into her nursery, needing to tend to her burning loins. Her entire body shaking with unheeded lust.
  2684.  
  2685. ---
  2686.  
  2687. >About an hour and a half later, Celestia returned to her suffering foal. Any inner worries she had about her were routinely quenched. Due to her constantly looking into her scrying orb as she masturbated with her vibrators. Making sure that Twilight was not crying too loudly, or too recklessly.
  2688.  
  2689. >And as she neared, she saw how alert Twilight became of her presence. Her body tensing and her breathing increased. Yet her head stayed put. Never once leaving the dirty pail as instructed.
  2690. >Celestia took a moment to supress her wide smile. As it would have given away the twisted, proud perversion she was currently feeling.
  2691.  
  2692. >”I am sure you are enjoying your surroundings~, but it is time for your lunch dear. And for being such an obedient foal, you may have a warm meal as a reward. Instead of the milk and formula stored here. Also, do not bother telling me about any lack in appetite.” Celestia informed. Helping Twilight out from the smelly pail.
  2693.  
  2694. >As Twilight unsteadily got up on her hooves, she kept coughing and spluttering from the raw stink that she had been exposed to. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her face was decidedly soddened from all the crying she had been doing. She looked tired and unwell.
  2695.  
  2696. >Worry momentarily engulfed Celestia’s heart as she saw the state of her lover. Hugging her close she pointedly told her how good she had been for staying put. How pleased she was with her. Then she hinted at further rewards later. Albeit stopping short of promising her any lesser strife in the near future.
  2697.  
  2698. >Once Twilight’s sad eyes started to refocus. Celestia diapered her and brought her downstairs for a quick meal. Wanting her strength up for the next play session.
  2699.  
  2700. ---
  2701.  
  2702. >“Oh, what is this sister?” Luna brightly said as she spotted the well used diaper over Twilight’s haunches. The attire was a normal thing for her little niece to wear. So much so that she found it odd whenever she saw the young alicorn without a pair. That, and walking into a bathroom alone. Were rare sights to witness in the mansion these days.
  2703.  
  2704. >However, the soiled diaper Twilight currently had on. Was far too large for her posterior to fit. And to manage it, she wore a pink locking harness; that were pushing the bulky backseat of her diaper up. Keeping the oversized diaper firmly in place.
  2705.  
  2706. >And amusingly enough, the wide backrest—that were pressing and holding the diaper up on her hind—consisted of a transparent, plastic sheet. Allowing her to easily see the messy state of her niece’s diaper, and how securely it was pressing its dirty fillings against her rump. The device was essentially forcing Twilight to *sit* directly in her mess, even whilst standing still. A suitable accessory for the foal she concluded.
  2707.  
  2708. >”Just a little bit of motherly fun. Nothing for you to concern yourself about Lulu,” Celestia remarked uncharacteristically terse. “Should you not be busy with Cozy Glow? I left you more than enough healing potions.”
  2709.  
  2710. >Ignoring the implied meaning of her sister’s words, Luna moved up to Twilight and continued speaking in a bemused tone. “Hmm, it seems that the stained nappy Twilight is wearing, is much too large for her to properly fit. And the solar marks on them, suggest they do not belong to her at all.”
  2711.  
  2712. >”So? W-what of it?” Celestia snapped back, her muzzle flushing red in embarrassment. Clearly agitated about the line of questioning from her little sister.
  2713.  
  2714. >With a sigh, Luna shook her head. She was well aware how sensitive Celestia could be sometimes. Especially when it came to her wearing and using diapers. She really did do everything to ensure that her position as the *older sister*, was never challenged. And happily wearing diapers around her, would make Celestia seem like the *little* sister instead. Atleast, that is what Luna assumed was the reason behind her shyness.
  2715.  
  2716. >But it was the ridiculous lengths Celestia would always go to. Even pinning her *secretive* diaper wearing on Twilight, Cozy Glow or somepony else entirely. Whenever the subject arose. Resisting and telling her that she was merely *obliging* in their desires. Playing along and nothing more.
  2717.  
  2718. >And to Luna, the act was growing old. She had been forthcoming on multiple occasions. Even telling her sister—in embarrassing detail—how much she enjoyed being penetrated by three stallions at once. How much she needed pulsating phalluses in her rump, vagina and mouth to feel complete. And how much she enjoyed being tied down during it; to be used by the needy males. Yet, despite this admission of depravity. Celestia would never disclose her poorly veiled secret to her in return. Like she didn’t trust her enough with the information. It was more than a little annoying.
  2719.  
  2720. >”Instead of answering, how about a challenge Tia?” It was apparent that she had caught Celestia of guard with that. As she seldom dared to compete against her in anything. And her sister’s curiosity quickly got the better of her. Seemingly forgetting about the inquiring comments earlier.
  2721.  
  2722. >”A challenge? What did you have in mind Lulu?”
  2723.  
  2724. >”Oh, It is quite simple really. All I want is for you to wear a diaper, and have it *well used* in my presence atleast once a day. For the entire duration of Twilight’s stay.”
  2725.  
  2726. >Ferociously blushing, Celestia looked away for a moment, undecidedly hoofing at the floor. Before turning her eyes back to her younger sister.
  2727.  
  2728. >”And what do I stand to gain from the humiliation?”
  2729.  
  2730. >With a bold smirk, Luna answered. “You get me of course, no favours needed. I will fully submit to you once per day, and do whatever you ask of me, without any protests.”
  2731.  
  2732. >It was quite the spectacle to see Celestia’s eyes shoot open to such proportions, but clearly, she had gotten the challenge across.
  2733.  
  2734. >”Deal!” Celestia nearly shouted in response.
  2735.  
  2736. ---
  2737.  
  2738. >The following morning, Luna had strategically woken up early for once. Rushing downstairs into the kitchen, to best continue her forgoing ploy.
  2739. >She knew Celestia would go to it for breakfast. She always used the same kitchen whenever her beloved mate was visiting. As it was the only one which she kept stocked up with *foalish goods*.
  2740.  
  2741. >And once standing in the kitchen. Luna briefly looked around herself. The alicorn had learned long ago to disregard the baby bottles, feeding chairs, bibs and the like; that were usually present here. But more importantly, which marked cupboards not to open. As they would contain nothing but laxatives, formula or worse. Finding the black substance she was after, Luna mixed her beverage in silence.
  2742.  
  2743. >Forty minutes later, and three cups of coffee down. The couple she knew would inevitably emerge, slowly revealed themselves.
  2744. >Celestia was walking and talking next to Twilight. And she was magically caressing Twilight’s ears. Lightheartedly teasing her about something that had occurred prior.
  2745.  
  2746. >And when they noticed her sitting quietly in the kitchen. The giggling and caressing suddenly stopped.
  2747.  
  2748. >“Luna? You are up awfully early? Is something wrong?”
  2749.  
  2750. >”No, not at all sister. I was just engrossed in a few books that kept me up,” she lied as she got up. To move closer to the duo.
  2751.  
  2752. >And as she neared Celestia in particular, she got a good view of the thick, disposable diaper that adorned her hind. The foalish garment was the only thing on her body. Making it stand out. She could even hear it crinkle as her sister began pensively shifting on her hindlegs.
  2753.  
  2754. >Not letting her elder react or overthink anything. Luna quietly stepped behind her, to bounce the back of her unused diaper with her hoof a few times.
  2755.  
  2756. >”You have neither wet nor messed yourself Tia. Are trying to undermine our deal already?”
  2757.  
  2758. >“N-no, not at all! I just did not expect you to be up so early!” Celestia replied awkwardly, twitching at her wings.
  2759.  
  2760. >With a friendly chuckle, Luna moved to her front. Giving her sister a playfully nuzzle, before turning around. “I know sister, relax.” Then she pointed to the two large, enema syringes that she had brought out earlier, to warm whilst she waited.
  2761.  
  2762. >”I did not say when or where. But, given how *virtues* I am~. I have decided to help you along for today. This way, you will not need to fret about your end of the bargain.”
  2763.  
  2764. >Walking up to the items on the counter. Celestia immediately discerned the two syringes placed on it, and their lumpy contents. They were full of gooey oatmeal and crushed, sour vegetables. Syringes that she had specifically made for Twilight to suffer through, never herself.
  2765.  
  2766. >Letting her older sister sweat for a moment, Luna turned to Twilight. “I have been meaning to ask you little one. For how long does your mother usually keep these… meals inside of you?”
  2767.  
  2768. >With a knowing smirk, Twilight answered honestly. “Normally between twenty minutes to an hour. Depending on the amount and my behaviour.”
  2769.  
  2770. >”Good girl” Luna said as she ruffled Twilight’s mane, before addressing her sister again. “Tia, I want you to bend over the kitchen table there. So that you may take your morning breakfast.”
  2771.  
  2772. >With huff, Celestia spun around and eyed her sister. “Are you sure this is how you wish to play it Lulu? You might regret it later.”
  2773.  
  2774. >With a resigned grin, Luna moved up to her. “I guess you are just going to have to spank and breed me until I scream then,” she answered, mouthing her a cheeky kiss. “Now bend over the table~.”
  2775.  
  2776. >Celestia, momentarily lost for words, did as she was instructed. Hoping the act would hide her completely crimson muzzle as she laid down on the table.
  2777.  
  2778. >And in a giddy, sing song fashion. Luna began happily humming as she picked up the first enema syringe. The contents within the tube were a pulpy green. With stringy bits of red. The triangle label mentioning something about shredded rhubarb and spinach. But she had already forgotten the rest. Only her sister would care enough to perfect such silly recipes.
  2779.  
  2780. >Bringing the syringe up, and towards her sister’s hind, Luna fleetingly stopped to clear her throat.
  2781.  
  2782. >”W-what?” Celestia said nervously as she looked back. Unsure of what she had done wrong.
  2783.  
  2784. >“Your tail, sister?”
  2785.  
  2786. >”Right, y-yes of course,” Celestia squirmed as she brought her tail up high. Exposing her diapered hindquarters.
  2787.  
  2788. >”So clean and pristine,” Luna teased as she patted softly on her diaper. Before taking her hoof low, to rub some of the padding against her sister’s marehood. Trying to feel and trace the shape of her vulva. “Let us fix that, shall we?”
  2789.  
  2790. >And with that frisky gesture, she magically grabbed hold of Celestia’s diaper, loosening the tabs on one side. Then pulled it down enough to reveal her tailhole.
  2791.  
  2792. >Biting her tongue, Celestia braced herself for a difficult ordeal. That enema in particular was no joke. She had kept it back in reserve, incase Twilight had started to misbehave. And if she obeyed, she would have simply divided it up for Cozy Glow later.
  2793.  
  2794. >Whilst listening to Celestia’s unsure whines, Luna brought the wide, cone-shaped head of the syringe forwards. Taking it inbetween her white cheeks. Having already coated the two nozzles in lube prior. She then carefully pushed the gradual tip inside of her sister’s contracting tailhole. Letting it slowly sink into her anus.
  2795.  
  2796. >And once her tailhole had fully swallowed around the plastic intrusion. Luna called Twilight over.
  2797.  
  2798. >”Do not be shy my little niece. Here, have a good look. I know you are curious.” Luna said as she motioned for her to step closer. And as she did, Luna began depressing the plunger. Being neither slow nor fast. She forced the sour enema deep into Celestia’s rear.
  2799.  
  2800. >Celestia couldn’t believe the absolute shame and discomfort she was experiencing. And she was sure her sister was going to burst out in laughter at any moment. To ridicule her for being so stupid to agree to this. To hurt her. Yet, as she felt the enema tube withdraw from her rump. All she received was encouragement.
  2801.  
  2802. >”You are doing well Tia, just one more to go. Then you may play with Twilight again. Just hold on for a little longer, okay?”
  2803.  
  2804. >It was difficult to keep her emotions in check from what she was hearing and enduring, but Celestia persevered, letting Luna give her another helping from behind.
  2805. >”I believe this one is loose oatmeal and nothing else. It *should help* lessen the sting from the first one. Then again… the added volume will probably not do you any favours.” She heard Luna say as she felt her anus being prod at again.
  2806.  
  2807. >This time however, it became markedly more difficult to remain still. She was feeling full and more kept pouring into her. Making her stomach bubble and groan.
  2808.  
  2809. >”L-Luna… plea-ase, enough…,” Celestia grunted out with a grimace. Almost not recognizing her own voice.
  2810.  
  2811. >”Almost done big sister. Promise.”
  2812.  
  2813. >Luna’s words proved to be sincere. As only a second or two later, Celestia could feel the tube being withdrawn from her round muscle. Which was welcomed. But in reality, it did little to ease the churning bloat she now felt.
  2814.  
  2815. >Clenching hard, Celestia tried to adjust on the table, to keep everything within herself. She was full. This much she knew. And both her stomach, and her tailhole, were angrily protesting the fact.
  2816.  
  2817. >And just when she thought things were about to become too problematic—and very embarrassing—she felt a gentle hoof pry past her cheeks, settling on her struggling anus. Then, barely a second later, only her full bowls were bothering her.
  2818.  
  2819. >”I believe you mentioned something about an hour before Twilight?” Luna mischievously said as she removed her hoof from Celestia’s rump. Quickly refastening the diaper over her hind. Then she continued to speak. “My sister is going to be suffering for quite a while. And because of that, I am leaving her in your care little one. Make sure she is well loved and comforted throughout. I am certain you have *ways* to keep her preoccupied.”
  2820.  
  2821. >With a belaboured groan, Celestia stood up after having dealt with a massive, drawn-out cramp. Recognizing what her sister was doing. She abruptly leaned in for a hug. “This does not— ‘ghurpff’ mean th-at you are getting off lightly.”
  2822.  
  2823. >”I know Tia,” Luna replied back with a playful smile.
  2824.  
  2825. >Snorting good-naturedly. Celestia then turned to Twilight.
  2826.  
  2827. >”Naughty child! You think I did not see how— ‘uaahhhff’ m-much you were enjoying this?! How you were obscenely touching yourself?! Yo-uu better get upstairs! Right now missy!”
  2828.  
  2829. >”Y-yes m-mommy!” Twilight frightenedly stuttered. Rushing out from the kitchen.
  2830.  
  2831. >”Thanks for giving me a g-ood excuse,” Celestia breathily stated as she turned around.
  2832.  
  2833. >Luna nodded, and then watched in amusement as her sister bowleggedly walked out through the doorway. Her flowing tail never once lowering.
  2834.  
  2835. ---
  2836.  
  2837. >”T-that is quite the… member Tia,” Luna anxiously said, watching as her sister brought forth a very rough looking strap-on dildo.
  2838.  
  2839. >“Yes, it is. Please take note of how it becomes drastically thicker and wider at the very end,” Celestia informed. Her raspy voice hinting at her previous ordeal. Then she ushered a tired Twilight up from her bed. Her niece was now wearing a pink romper suit, with the back-flap having been left open. And a black dog collar around her neck.
  2840.  
  2841. >”Come along my naughty foal~, I think both us could use a change first.” The alicorn declared, tugging on the leash connecting to Twilight’s collar. Guiding her towards Luna.
  2842.  
  2843. >Standing before her younger sister, Celestia took a shaky breath, and then turned around. Hiking her tail up. Pulling on the leash she made Twilight do the same.
  2844.  
  2845. >With a wide stance, Celestia showcased her overfilled diaper. Her soiled diaper was dropping from her hindquarters. Muddy and stained from severe use. In contrast, Twilight had a new diaper on, and she had already thoroughly soaked it. And intermingled with the wet dullness of her disposable protection. Luna could see tiny stains of red that she couldn’t entirely distinguish.
  2846.  
  2847. >”Is t-this enough? May we go change Luna?”
  2848.  
  2849. >”Yes you may sister, please take your time and enjoy yourselves.”
  2850.  
  2851. >”Thank you,” Celestia curtly replied, pulling on the leash to walk an unsteady Twilight towards her bathroom door. Watching her leave, Luna suddenly made out the inscription on her niece’s collar. The golden letters on it spelled out “*bitch*” in cursive.
  2852.  
  2853. ---
  2854.  
  2855. >About twentyfive minutes later, both Celestia and Twilight remerged from the bathroom. The two of them were looking alot more energetic than before. Not to mention, clean. Their dirty diapers gone from their hinds, as were any other accessories and clothing.
  2856.  
  2857. >And as soon as they neared, Luna could easily see just how atrociously bruised and blistered Twilight’s rear was. To say that she had been soundly spanked, would have been a complete understatement. She could practically count the various layers of trauma magics used on her lower half. To have her somehow conscious and upright. And she was certain that if it hadn’t been for her sister’s healing prowess. That cracked skin and bleeding lesions, would have been prominently showing all over her brutally beaten hind.
  2858. >Little to no mercy had obviously been spared. Like it had been Cozy and not Twilight under her sister’s violent hoof.
  2859.  
  2860. >Seeing where Luna’s eyes were, and noticing her shock. Celestia quietly moved up to her. Holding her close, to whisper gently into her ear.
  2861.  
  2862. >”*That* is sometimes part of our playtime together. Between myself and my foal. You have seen it before and I understand your worry. But you are never going to experience such extreme harshness in my bedroom, unless you explicitly wish to. Or through a given favour. You have my word.”
  2863.  
  2864. >With a difficult exhale, Luna nodded and gave her sister a reassured smile. Trying to convince her that she wouldn’t easily frighten to such abuse. Whether it worked or not, she would never know. Her sister had the most perplexing awareness. Able to sense her fears and limits without much trouble.
  2865.  
  2866. >And just as the hug started. it stopped. Parting away from Luna, Celestia gave her a sly wink. Before picking up the angry looking dildo on the bed.
  2867.  
  2868. >”We are going to need to tie you down for this Lulu~. I am sure you can understand why.” Her older sister teased as she placed down four cuffs, a red bridle gag, a bottle of mild-fiery anal lube, and two strap-on harnesses infront of her. “And by the way, I promised Twilight that she could have a ride too. So, if you are lucky, we *might* be done within an hour.” Celestia paused for effect. “Then again, my sweetheart has a thing for claiming her lovers at a very slow, passionate pace. And afterwards, I think she could really use a snuggly *comfort pillow;* to press and roll her thighs into with her nap.”
  2869.  
  2870. ---
  2871.  
  2872. >It felt much easier to turn around this time, Celestia noted to herself. Holding her tail raised and to the side. Fully displaying her wet and messy diaper to Luna. She even lowered her front down a little, so that she could push her hindquarters up. Then she gave her sister a few teasing sways of her rump. Like she was inviting a stallion to mount over her.
  2873.  
  2874. >Initially, she had not planned to do any more than to just lift her tail up, to show Luna the state of her diaper; but she had not laughed at her once. Thus, she saw no harm in giving her a more *entertaining* view from behind.
  2875.  
  2876. >And just when Celestia was about to stop and turn around. She felt a gentle hoof push into her soiled diaper. Carefully pressing and smearing the manure inside, and between her cheeks.
  2877.  
  2878. >”L-Luna…?” Celestia gasped out from the sudden touch, feeling her dung being massaged into her sensitive, hairless skin. Making her stand wider to better accept the frisky hoof. ”Are you— ‘mmhn’ satisfied with this for today~?”
  2879.  
  2880. >”Yes, very,” came Luna’s low, sultry reply.
  2881.  
  2882. >Luna definitely sounded more excited than usual Celestia thought. Unsure if she was acting or not. But the groping was certainly real enough. Feeling how her hoof bounced and squished into her lumpy padding. Then stroking her the same way any mare would, whilst pleasuring themselves.
  2883.  
  2884. >And only after a few, especially deep, exploratory rubs. Did she feel Luna’s hoof depart from her diaper. Causing her to turn around and face her.
  2885.  
  2886. >Celestia did not need a mirror to *see* just how crimson her own muzzle currently was. Nor how much she was happily smiling as she leaned into her sister’s beautiful neck. Lovingly nuzzling and kissing her there. Slowly progressing her muzzle up to her right ear.
  2887.  
  2888. >”And now my sweet, little sister; it is my turn to play~.”
  2889.  
  2890. ---
  2891.  
  2892. >After waiting for her sister to change out of her messy diaper, Luna had been promptly led back into the familiar kitchen. Twilight was already there. Drinking milk from a sippy cup and eating cookies. Reading from an explicit magazine with a young, unicorn mare on the cover. The mare was reaching back with her magic, spreading her vulva open. Whilst looking back and giving the reader a kiss.
  2893.  
  2894. >”Mommy! Aunty!” Twilight loudly exclaimed. Rushing up and giving the both of them an eager hug each.
  2895.  
  2896. >”Hello my lovely foal, did you wait long for us?” Celestia asked. Parting from her.
  2897.  
  2898. >”Nuhu, just came down. Like ten minutes tops.”
  2899.  
  2900. >”Fortunate timing then. Now be patient for a little while longer, I need to tend to your aunty.”
  2901.  
  2902. >”Okayyy~.”
  2903.  
  2904. >And with that, Celestia motioned Luna towards the already prepared feeding chair. Helping her adjust into it. And once she was seated. She closed and locked the tray down. Holding her in place. Then lastly, she tied a green, flowery bib around her neck.
  2905.  
  2906. >Luna had been too embarrassed to say anything. But now that she was fully seated. She took stock of her predicament, and the foalish furniture she was in. Sure, she wasn’t bound in anyway. But that didn’t mean she felt any less trapped. And she believed it would’ve been rude to lift her hooves up. To attempt to lift the tray upwards. So, she sat still. Blushing at the treatment she had agreed to, and focusing on slowing her heartrate.
  2907.  
  2908. >”There we go Lulu. Now I expect you to stay put whilst I prepare your meal. In the meantime, I am sure Twilight would like to talk to you, and show you her fun magazine.”
  2909.  
  2910. >”Y-yes, of course.”
  2911.  
  2912. ---
  2913.  
  2914. >About seven minutes later, Celestia placed down a serving of creamy, white porridge on her feeding tray. The warm meal had cinnamon, blueberry and apple slices as topping. With two chocolate leaves, and two halves of a strawberry; adorning the plastic rim of the bowl as garnish.
  2915.  
  2916. >It actually looked and smelled quite delicious for being such a simplistic meal Luna thought. Considering she had expected formula and baby food. The sight was most welcomed.
  2917.  
  2918. >”Now Twilight, be nice and help feed your aunty for me.”
  2919.  
  2920. >”Yes mommy, I will!"
  2921.  
  2922. >”W-what? She is?”
  2923.  
  2924. >Before Luna even got the chance to inquire more. Her niece had already grabbed the plastic spoon from her tray. Loading it up and blowing on the porridge to cool it down.
  2925. >However, instead of asking Luna to open her mouth up. Twilight furtively waited for a few more seconds. Waiting for Celestia to start tending to the leftover dishes. And when she did. She brought the loaded spoon to her blue cheek. Missing her mouth entirely. Then she began purposefully smearing the porridge on her face.
  2926.  
  2927. >Luna was utterly stunned by the rude gesture. And for a silent moment, she did not know what to do, or how to react. Quietly sitting and feeling the slimy gruel on her face, spread from one cheek to the other.
  2928.  
  2929. >All the while Twilight was smugly staring at her, enjoying her frozen reaction. Then she lowered the spoon down, and up again. This time smearing underneath her muzzle. Making the porridge drip and land in her bib, and on her tray.
  2930.  
  2931. >From her periphery, Celestia could tell that something was up. She had not expected whimpering from Luna, perhaps a moan of delight from all the extra cream and sugar. But not whimpering. Putting everything down, she walked up to the pair.
  2932.  
  2933. >And as she stepped close, she saw just how layered Luna’s face was. She had thick porridge everywhere. And she looked sad and unhappy because of it. Twilight on the other hoof, looked like she had wanted to do this for quite some time. Given her wide smile, and how overzealously she was smearing Luna.
  2934.  
  2935. >The contrast was strikingly stark. One was happy—and the other—downright miserable. Luna not being used to such play yet.
  2936. >And when Twilight took the spoon higher, towards her blue mane, Celestia intervened. Grabbing the spoon in her golden magic.
  2937.  
  2938. >“And what do you think you are doing missy!”
  2939.  
  2940. >”B-but mommy, she didn’t complain or anything. She likes it!"
  2941.  
  2942. >”She did not need to say anything, just look at her! She is clearly upset. And I told you to be nice to your aunty! Go wait by the table while I clean your mess up!”
  2943.  
  2944. >”Yes m-mommy….”
  2945.  
  2946. >With a heavy sigh, Celestia shook her head and levitated a wet towel over.
  2947.  
  2948. >“I am sorry Lulu. She is just a child. And quite the careless one at that. She does not understand what she has done wrong. But she will shortly.”
  2949.  
  2950. >After two minutes of careful washing and scrubbing, Luna found herself standing upright again. Clean and no worse for wear. Just annoyed at a certain somefilly.
  2951.  
  2952. >And the second the towel was thrown away. Celestia, with a brisk pace, walked up to her cowering foal. Then she grabbed her by the ear and bent her over the table.
  2953. >With Twilight positioned to her liking—with her rump sticking out—Celestia magically took hold of her unused diaper. Threading her tail out and lowering it down onto her hindlegs. Revealing her powdered bottom, and her still healing bruises. The collage of welts on her rear were deep and sore, but a great deal better looking than the day before. With all of the leaking blisters gone.
  2954.  
  2955. >”M-mooom I’m sowwyy! Please, I-I don’t wa—”
  2956.  
  2957. >”Not another word out of you! And you better keep those hooves on the table!” Celestia warned as she teleported in two faux, leather belts. The first one was a normal, slim belt. And with it, she expertly tied Twilight’s tail down around her barrel. The second belt however, was much thicker and wider. Overlapped and riveted together to form a grip. A typical slapper.
  2958.  
  2959. >After having secured her tail down, Celestia gifted the harsh disciplinarian tool over to Luna.
  2960.  
  2961. >“Go ahead Luna, take the belt. I want her crying in earnest.”
  2962.  
  2963. >And with those word, Luna immediately saw how Twilight’s hindcheeks tightly clenched-up, and began trembling out of fear.
  2964.  
  2965. >”Really sister? I may?” The pleased undertones in her voice were probably impossible to miss as she took the belt. ”Thank you, I will do my utmost to cure her wayward behaviour.”
  2966.  
  2967. >Then Luna leaned in, to whisper covertly into Celestia’s ear. “She is rather bruised still. What did you have in mind, ten licks?”
  2968.  
  2969. >”Oh no, do not worry about such Lulu. She really needs it hard. Please trust me and go at your own pace,” Celestia quietly encouraged. “Think of her as having no marks whatsoever. I will signal for you when to stop.”
  2970.  
  2971. >And with that small tidbit conferred, Celestia went around the table. To give Twilight a kiss, before bringing a chair up, seating herself infront of her. Then, once she was comfortable, she sensuously spread her legs out. Slowly trailing a hoof downwards until she reached her wet marehood. Whereupon she began shamelessly fondling herself. Caressing her needy lips whilst yearningly looking into her lover’s fretful eyes.
  2972.  
  2973. >Blushing, Luna did not offer any comment at what she was seeing. Instead, she raised the belt up. Feeling the weight of it as she took aim. Then slammed it down ontop of Twilight’s rightmost cheek. Flattening the bruised half with the smarting hit.
  2974.  
  2975. >*Smack!*
  2976. >”Ahhhhaaafffffhhhhhaaaaaa!”
  2977.  
  2978. >”A-auntyyyyy! Noooo! Too muchhh!”
  2979.  
  2980. >”Save your breath little one. Begging will get you nowhere with me,” Luna excitedly said, striking the belt downwards again. Connecting it hard onto her left cheek.
  2981.  
  2982. >*Smack!*
  2983. >”Fhuaaaahhhhhhaaa-aahhhhaaa!”
  2984.  
  2985. >”P-pleasseee! I-I’ll lick— ‘haahh’ your cunny aunty! I-I know you like it whe—”
  2986.  
  2987. >*Smack!*
  2988. >”Owhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaiiiiiiiieee!”
  2989.  
  2990. >”You can have plenty of sex with your aunty tomorrow sweetheart~,” Celestia playfully informed, nudging Twilight’s face forwards with her golden magic. “Now focus solely on me. I wish to see how much of a sorry little foal you become with the next few.”
  2991.  
  2992. >*Smack…! Smack…! Smack…!*
  2993.  
  2994. ---
  2995.  
  2996. >Sweaty and warm, Luna moved the belt over towards the table. Placing it down she took a second to study Twilight’s well punished hind. Her inflamed cheeks had fresh, deep welts all over them. Crisscrossing and layering ontop of the old ones already present on her rump. Re-blistered with four of the deeper stripes bleeding lightly.
  2997.  
  2998. >Celestia had instructed her to give Twilight six hard licks as she removed her hooves from the table in a pained frenzy. So she did. And the way her niece shook on the table as she delivered them. Unfilteredly screaming with her muzzle up in the air. Before slackening over the table with the sixth hit. Had been more than enough to cause a small river of excitement to trickle down behind her blue legs.
  2999.  
  3000. >She gave her fourteen additional hits after that harsh moment. Twilight groaned with each following one, but she did no longer scream or move about much. Seemingly broken by the hurt. And it was at that exact point—when she looked almost ready to faint—that Celestia had raised her hoof up. Signalling for her to stop.
  3001.  
  3002. >With the belt discarded on the table, Luna reached forward to feel the heat radiating from Twilight’s rump. Carefully appreciating her dire work. Especially enjoying some of the cracked contusions. Unfazed by the blood collecting on her hoof.
  3003.  
  3004. >”Tia, this has been most stimulating. But I find myself rather… heated. May I please be excused to deal with that little issue?” In the back of her mind, Luna knew precisely the vibrator she needed to deal with that particular itch. A long, shapely thing underneath her bed.
  3005.  
  3006. >”No, you may not be excused Lulu. We have a deal. And I am going to be lenient with you today because of what my foal did to you. But do not assume that I am satisfied with you because of that alone. I have my own needs, and they have not been met.”
  3007.  
  3008. >”Y-yes, of course…,” Luna replied, watching her sister get up from the chair. The spot under it drenched from her multiple orgasms.
  3009.  
  3010. >”Give me a few minutes to comfort her, and to heal the worst of her wounds. Then the two of you are joining me upstairs, in my nursery bathroom.”
  3011.  
  3012. ---
  3013.  
  3014. >About half an hour later, Luna found herself entering into her sister’s private nursery. A place just as dangerous as her own dungeon. Atleast that is what she personally believed. As all of the items in here were confusing and mortifying to look at. And even worse to experience.
  3015. >Furniture and toys meant for foals, upscaled in size for adults. Or altered for perverse, sexual purposes. With holes in strategic places, and loops and clasps to hold anypony down for as long as desired.
  3016.  
  3017. >Moving along, she and Twilight were led into the nursery bathroom. It was a colourful, tiled room. Stocked full of everything Luna hoped to avoid. Her sister’s tastes were difficult to grasp at the best of times. Yet everytime she entered, she discovered something new that would keep her up at day.
  3018.  
  3019. >Passing all of the foalish paraphernalia around them. Celestia opened and walked them into her large, see-through shower stall.
  3020.  
  3021. >On the floor was a short, pommel bench with a stallion shaped dildo sticking up from it. And right next to it, was an enema stand with a red, swollen bag already attached to it. The bag looked about ready to burst from how full it was.
  3022.  
  3023. >Celestia, seeing the worry on her sister’s face. Began speaking to the both of them. “This is not for you Lulu. I am well aware of your limits and preferences.” She said aloud, then looked at Twilight. “Now my love, I know you are sore and tired. But I need you to listen to me. Okay?”
  3024.  
  3025. >”Yes mother,” Twilight answered monotonously.
  3026.  
  3027. >”Good, now here are the rules. If you manage to ride yourself to release, before you have an accident. Then you may get up and use the potty like a big filly. Otherwise, you are staying right here. Do I make myself clear?”
  3028.  
  3029. >“Y-yes, momma. I’ll try….”
  3030.  
  3031. >”See, your behaviour is already improving so much~,” Celestia proudly said, kissing Twilight on the base of her horn. “Now then, let me get the toy ready for you first.”
  3032. >And with that, Celestia lowered her head down. Opening her mouth up. And in a single, steady motion, took the whole dildo into her throat.
  3033. >Only when her muzzle touched the padding on the bench. Did she let out a small gag. Puffing her cheeks out and swallowing with difficulty.
  3034.  
  3035. >Several seconds passed with her mouth down on the dildo. Holding herself still on it. And with a strenuous breath, she pulled upright. Stopping just as the flare of the dildo was resting in her mouth. Then she sunk down on it again. Giving it a few bobbing thrusts; like she was servicing an actual stallion. Deepthroating it from head to sheath.
  3036.  
  3037. >After a few of those thrusts, she pulled completely away from it. Leaving a clear trail of saliva on the dildo. Then motioned for Twilight to get up on it.
  3038.  
  3039. >Helping her, Celestia took the head of the dildo and ushered it into her daughter’s vagina. Easing it inside of her. Using her magic to both hold, and lower, her purple thighs downward. Controlling her until her rump eventually settled on the bench. With her marehood spread and penetrated.
  3040.  
  3041. >As Twilight was seated on the dildo, Celestia reached for the long enema tube hanging from the stand. Grabbing it, she brought the plastic tip into her mouth. Lubing it up, before lifting Twilight’s tail with a hoof. Then she gently moved the tip to her tailhole. Pushing the slender tube far into her rectum.
  3042.  
  3043. >With the lengthy enema tube inserted, Celestia turned on the valve to a painful, full release. Able to feel the tube stiffen from the heavy flow of water. Satisfied with her prepwork, she then shifted her attention back to Luna.
  3044.  
  3045. >“Follow me sister. It is time for you to give me something to fantasize about later~.”
  3046.  
  3047. >Leaving the shower stall, Luna was walked towards the toilet. To say that she was on edge would have been an understatement. Nervously she scanned her surroundings. Yet she found nothing close to the toilet that was outright punishing; no enema stands or the like atleast.
  3048.  
  3049. >“Now Luna. As I mentioned earlier, I am taking things lighter with you today. I had planned to give you two suppositories. And then make you sit and go infront of myself and my foal. Then the two of us would have taken turns to wipe you down. That has obviously changed, but we will do something similar next time instead. For now, I want you to sit down on the toilet. I am only requesting that you pee. And before you go. You are to ask me for permission. And once you are done. You are to ask me to wipe you.”
  3050.  
  3051. >Luna could feel her face heat up from what she had been asked to do. It was embarrassing, yes. But she felt a worse fate awaited her tomorrow. Finding inner strength, she recalled her promise not to complain. And with an exhale, she stepped up to the toilet. Turning and lowering her hind down on the porcelain rim.
  3052.  
  3053. >Trying to shut out the humping and moaning coming from the clear shower stall. Luna looked up to see her sister. Her eyes were full of lust and anticipation. The look alone told her that she was not getting out of this, unless she followed her humiliating instructions.
  3054.  
  3055. >”Tia… I-I would really like to urinate. May I please pee?”
  3056.  
  3057. >”Certainly my little sister. Go right ahead. Would you like me to hold your hoof as you tinkle?”
  3058.  
  3059. >”S-sure….”
  3060.  
  3061. >Accepting her sister’s hoof. Luna closed her eyes and focused. Imagining herself alone, despite the obvious company around her.
  3062. >A minute came and went, yet Celestia said and did nothing to pressure her. That small comfort was enough to calm her. Relaxing, she started peeing into the toilet. Able to clearly hear herself going. And how her urine splattered against the waters below.
  3063.  
  3064. >And as she went, a sisterly hoof stroked her mane. “There we go Lulu, I know you prefer my lover’s mouth, but sitting on the potty with me; really is not so terrible, now is it?”
  3065.  
  3066. >”I-I… umm… you knew abou—”
  3067.  
  3068. >”Yes, and Twilight has grown rather fond of it. Not that she enjoys the flavour mind you. But she does enjoy the humiliation, and the licking you force her to do afterwards.”
  3069.  
  3070. >”…”
  3071.  
  3072. >”Oh, it looks like you are all done peeing~. How are you feeling?”
  3073.  
  3074. >”Y-y-yes… I feel fantastic…. Thank you for asking. Would you… would you mind wiping me down?”
  3075.  
  3076. >”Where exactly?”
  3077.  
  3078. >”T-there… below. Will you please wipe my vulva for me? It is… stained with my pee.”
  3079.  
  3080. >”I would love to Lulu. Cleaning the younger sibling, is the elder’s duty after all~,” Celestia warmly said. ”And perhaps one day, when you feel especially bold, you will even let me do so of your own accord. So that I may truly show you—just how caring and thoughtful I can be—to the needs of those I tend to.”
  3081.  
  3082. >With that, Celestia reached for the toilet paper. Ripping some off from the roll, before moving her hoof downwards, between Luna’s hindlegs. To gently press the paper against her sex. And to sensuously wipe at her warm marehood.
  3083.  
  3084. >Luna did her best to remain stoic, despite feeling herself ferociously blush at the touch. She had been spanked, bred and licked by her older sister many times. Even given laxatives and changed out of diapers with her granted favours. Yet for months now, ever since the festival ticket incident, there had been a shift in Celestia’s demeanour. The attentiveness she now gave her, whenever she *tended* to her. Was more akin to a mindful lover, than of a sister just looking to sate her needs. And to Luna, the change made treatments she thought she was already getting used to, seem endlessly more real, and so much more embarrassing.
  3085.  
  3086. >Taking her time with the wonderful task, Celestia slowly wiped her vulva clean, being drawn in by how much she was enjoying her sister’s cute fidgeting. She looked so unsure, so vulnerable. So in need of her care and safety from the bad world outside.
  3087. >And when her labia deliciously twitched against her hoof, Celestia gave in. Leaning forwards she moved her free hoof underneath Luna’s muzzle; and then tilted her head upwards as she neared her lips with hers. As the two of them connected, she immediately pushed her tongue into Luna’s mouth. Giving her a deep, unbridled kiss.
  3088.  
  3089. >Luna felt her sister’s raw passion. Her love for her as she drove her tongue into her mouth. Her unanswered wants and needs. Just as she could feel her hoof, and how it was caressing her dampening marehood. The paper long gone.
  3090.  
  3091. >“Good girl, you have been a really, really good girl today Luna,” Celestia breathily said as she pulled away from the loving kiss. “Would you like me to make you all happy and relaxed too?” Her intimate hoof was rubbing small circles around her winking clitoris.
  3092.  
  3093. >”Y-ye— no… not like this, not on the toilet….”
  3094.  
  3095. >”Say no more, I understand,” Celestia softly replied. Withdrawing her eager hoof from her sister’s vulva. Giving her a second to calm down. Then continued talking. “There a towel there by the sink. Use it to… dry your excitement.”
  3096.  
  3097. >With a blushing nod. Luna got up. Saying nothing she magically grabbed the towel, and brought it behind herself. Wiping her dripping nethers as Celestia moved away from her. Entering the shower stall to give her space.
  3098.  
  3099. >Once inside the shower stall, Celestia saw how Twilight was no longer rocking against the dildo. She was solely focusing on clenching, and holding herself still.
  3100.  
  3101. >”M-mommy I really— ‘ughhff’ t-tried to squirt, b-ut it hurts— ‘haahh’ I-I can’t do it!”
  3102.  
  3103. >”That is quite alright dear. I know you are awfully full. Now clench while I help you up. Good, just like that. Now sit down on the tiles for me. I want you to *experience* your failure as you potty.”
  3104.  
  3105. >“But m-mommy!”
  3106.  
  3107. >“Hush now sweetheart, do as you are told. Yes, there we go. Leave the tubing inside and sit down on your cute little butt for me~.”
  3108.  
  3109. >Luna, shuddering from what she was hearing and seeing. Dropped the towel and exited the bathroom. Closing the door as Twilight started loudly messing on herself. With her sister sitting and hugging her directly from behind. Happily fondling on Twilight’s teats whilst she grunted and released under the both of them.
  3110.  
  3111. ---
  3112.  
  3113. >As Luna neared the kitchen the following morning, she could hear muted giggles and laughter emanating out from it. And whilst stepping into the room, she immediately had to pause.
  3114. >Just infront of the kitchen table, sat Twilight on the floor. She was sitting upright on a changing pad. Facing away from the entryway with her muzzle buried deep into Celestia’s diapered rump. Pushing and playfully nuzzling into it with her face.
  3115.  
  3116. >Her older sister was wearing a pair of pink, latex covers over her diaper. Making it difficult for her to see if she had used it or not. And around her white hooves, she wore blue socks with happy sunflower images on them. Her flowing mane had also been tied back. Allowing Luna to see that she was wearing something around her neck. But she couldn’t really tell what it was from her angle.
  3117.  
  3118. >”Mommy is sooo smelly~. Messy and mushy. Stinky, stinky mommy~!”
  3119.  
  3120. >”Mmmh~, just like that. Get it everywhere,” Celestia instructed with a lisp. “Keep behaving and— ’mnhha’ the covers stays on the next time too.”
  3121.  
  3122. >All things considered; this really wasn’t the worst thing Luna had accidentally seen them do. Not like last night anyways. After she had returned to their nursery, to hug Twilight goodnight. Knocking and waiting by the door.
  3123. >Her niece had answered by fully opening the door for her. Allowing her to see the transparent, portable swan potty in the middle of the room. And inside of the swan, sat Cozy Glow. The filly was looking up with her eyes closed. Sobbing and completely drenched in urine and manure.
  3124. >Two empty enema bags hung from the stand next to the swan. With Celestia currently occupying it at the time. Her stomach notably swollen and strained.
  3125. >Having seen her standing in the doorway, Celestia had shouted in her direction. Telling her that she was *’on the potty,’* and that she *’could not leave it because she was going.’*
  3126. >The sights and smells had caused Luna to hurriedly hug Twilight. Bidding her goodnight as she moved her backwards with the hug. Then she had snapped the door shut with her magic.
  3127. >And the instant she had done so. She could hear her sister grunt and explode behind it. Loudly flatulating and moaning with her bloated release.
  3128.  
  3129. >Shuddering at the recent memory, Luna swallowed and walked up to the lively pair. Moving as silently as she could.
  3130.  
  3131. >”Hello Tia, I see that you have upheld your side of the challenge once more,” Luna delicately said, using her magic to preemptively hold their hooves down.
  3132.  
  3133. >”L-Luna?!” Celestia snapped back, dropping the pacifier she was sucking on. Making it dangle from her neck.
  3134.  
  3135. >”Relax, and I apologize for the surprise,” she continued saying to the both of them. Then she took her right hoof and pushed Twilight’s head back into her sister’s diaper. Stopping her hold of their hooves as she did. Then she lifted Celestia’s pacifier up. Moving it back into her mouth with her aura.
  3136. >”I did not wish for you two, to stop your fun early because of me. Now please resume your… loving activity. I will be brewing myself a coffee.”
  3137.  
  3138. >”Thank you Lulu~!” Celestia brightly smiled over her pacifier. Sucking on it with her face flushed, but she was happy and excited, not shamed or embarrassed.
  3139.  
  3140. ---
  3141.  
  3142. >About eight minutes later. And after many sultry comments and moans from the both of them. Twilight stood up. The smell by that point had soured her mood a little. But she was too heated to really care. Her mind cloudy with lust as she moved to embrace her mother. Hugging and kissing her with heartfelt need.
  3143.  
  3144. >A passionate, full minute came and went in a second, before Twilight eventually pulled her tongue out from Celestia’s breathless mouth. And in doing so, she pointed a hoof towards Cozy Glow. The filly was sitting quietly in the corner.
  3145.  
  3146. >”Luna, I think my sweetheart could use a reward. Do you mind if we play with Cozy for a little while? Or would you prefer if we took her upstairs for it?”
  3147.  
  3148. >”It is fine sister. Please proceed. I will simply move if I cannot stomach it.”
  3149.  
  3150. >With a hungry squee, Twilight unevenly rushed over towards the kitchen table. Swiftly bending herself over it and flinging her tail up in the air the moment her barrel made contact with the surface.
  3151.  
  3152. >Sitting across from her at an angle, Luna could see her sister move up to one of their kitchen islands. Stopping at a random fruitbowl and carefully looking through it. Taking out an especially large, yellow banana. Peeling it in one go whilst simultaneously levitating Cozy Glow over from the corner. The filly yelped from the sudden shift in movement. Having been unprepared for it.
  3153.  
  3154. >With them in her magic, Celestia moved back towards Twilight. The young alicorn was waving her tail sideways in giddy excitement. Yearningly waiting for her mother to begin.
  3155.  
  3156. >And as she neared, Luna saw her sister lean close to Twilight’s hind. Kissing both of her cheeks, before reaching between them with a hoof. She was hardly surprised when she saw Celestia begin to slowly pull out a long, flexible butt plug from within her. The plug was far reaching in length. And only after Celestia had slid the entire thing out—and was holding the dirty toy in the air—could Luna see that it was about as long as her foreleg. Being much narrower at the tip, and becoming marginally wider throughout. However, only the last part of the toy was truly wide. Allowing it to easily stay in place like any typical plug would.
  3157.  
  3158. >Once the toy was out, Celestia moved it into the kitchen sink. Then she utilized her magic to pull down on the protective, latex covers that she was currently wearing. Stepping out of them and revealing her stained diaper.
  3159. >Afterwards, she directed her magic to grip at a plastic leg cuff. Pulling the rightmost side of her diaper outwardly. Stretching the leg cuff, and the leak guard open.
  3160.  
  3161. >Holding the right side of her diaper open, Celestia lowered and threaded the large banana into it. From Luna’s distance, it scarcely took her a second to recognize the additional magic her sister was using on the fruit. A hardening spell and an absorption spell. Undoubtedly to make the banana both firm as she stirred it about, and for it to be able to absorb any foul moisture quickly.
  3162.  
  3163. >Half a minute later, the banana was carefully withdrawn. And there was not a single spot on it that had managed to retain its natural, white colour. It was saturated in brown and filth. Layered in lumpy dung that threatened to fall off it.
  3164.  
  3165. >Luna could already tell where this was going. Sitting quietly, she watched on from the side as her sister spread Twilight’s rump wide. Seeing her bring the banana downwards, and then underneath her tail. To slowly ease the fruit into her already pre-loosened hole.
  3166.  
  3167. >And with a quick mirror spell, Luna saw that her sister had left the brown banana to poke out slightly from Twilight’s anus. She could also see that the immediate area around her tailhole; had become smeared from the excess dung during the insertion.
  3168.  
  3169. >”There we go, all ready~,” Celestia said as she pulled an empty cabinet drawer out from its compartment. Levitating it over and placing it down on the floor, just behind Twilight’s rear. Then she turned to look at the uneasy pegasus. “You know what to do Cozy, slowly suck it out from her cute bottom. I want your lips to never leave her as you eat. Crush it down with your tongue. And make sure to stop and lick her often as you swallow. I promise that you will not be paddled by your bedtime, if you manage to make her climax once.”
  3170.  
  3171. >”Y-yes miss….” Cozy Glow replied. Her voice full of despair as she walked up and stood on the upturned drawer. Staring ahead as Celestia neared her with a silicone bib, and a rubber maneband.
  3172.  
  3173. >Luna watched as the filly took her gaze forwards. Witnessing how her face immediately sickened from the view and scents infront of her. Being made to stare at her smelly, soon-to-be surroundings. All the while Celestia slowly, and very deliberately, tied her mane back. Even stroking her head for a moment, before reaching for the bib.
  3174.  
  3175. >Twilight, sensing what Celestia was up to. Instantly aided in Cozy Glow’s dismay by holding her tail fully to the side. Then she seductively swayed her rump sideways. Tauntingly inviting the filly to eat her out. As if the unclean state between her cheeks didn’t exist.
  3176.  
  3177. >And as Celestia finished securing the bib around Cozy Glow’s neck. The pegasus—understanding what was about to happen next—started to whimper and shiver in disgust. Already struggling like she was about to cry. And given the nefarious smile her older sister was wearing. That was precisely the reaction she had been aiming for.
  3178.  
  3179. >Seeing that she had delayed for long enough, Celestia brought a hoof down, towards Cozy Glow’s hind. Tapping her soft bottom and urging her to step closer. And as expected, the filly moved and took her head between Twilight’s cheeks. Making her entire face disappear within her nauseating confines.
  3180.  
  3181. >”Oh my~, it looks rather grimy in there. Guess I forgot to wipe her last time,” Celestia laughingly said as she freely caressed the pegasus rump. Playing with her small dock, before sliding her groping hoof lower. “Make sure to clean around her pretty hole first. I want little of that loose dung on the floor, and as much of it going into your deserving mouth as possible.”
  3182.  
  3183. >Luna, through her mirror, observed how the filly was pressing and holding her mouth against Twilight’s anus. She was trying to lick around her smeared hole with her lips closed over it. And in doing so, she was staining her pink muzzle brown as she twisted her face upwards, downwards and sideways to get everything.
  3184.  
  3185. >”Good girl, precisely like that~,” Celestia continued. “Now start sucking the banana out from her, you have a fair bit to go through after all.”
  3186.  
  3187. >With a gagging retch, Cozy Glow swallowed and began sucking directly on Twilight’s anus. Slowly shifting the manure covered fruit into her mouth. Carefully biting a soft piece off with her incisors. And afterwards, she rolled and mushed the filthy morsel around with her tongue. Blending everything into a thick paste. Then she choked the awful slime down. Spluttering throughout the difficult effort, yet never drawing her lips away; despite wanting nothing more than to scream and vomit from the vile taste.
  3188. >And with the smarmy, banana-dung mixture successfully ingested. Cozy Glow promptly continued by sucking on the alicorn’s tailhole for more. Periodically stopping to lick around her stained ring. Trying to satisfy her the best she could.
  3189.  
  3190. >With a heated moan, Twilight looked back and moved a hoof towards her left hindcheek, spreading herself. Then she provocatively gyrated her rump against the filly’s muzzle, “Cozy, you’re— ‘mnnhh’ such a good little ass eater~!”
  3191.  
  3192. >Chuckling from what she had just heard, Luna shuffled over and seated herself directly infront of her niece. “Are we enjoying ourselves, hmm? I bet it feels real nice to have her *kiss* your rear end like that.”
  3193.  
  3194. >”Yes aunty, she is—‘mnhhaa’ really gooood~,” Twilight giggled and moaned. “It tickles and makes my fillyhood happy.”
  3195.  
  3196. >“Oh, I have no doubts of that,” Luna wryly answered back, sliding and positioning herself up on the table. To meet with Twilight. “Now then, let me make you even happier below~.”
  3197. >And with that, Luna shoved her tongue deep into her niece’s panting mouth. Touching her tongue with hers. Fervently kissing her with everything she had. Tasting her breath and saliva whilst Twilight depravedly moaned for more.
  3198.  
  3199. ---
  3200.  
  3201. >”Go stand in the corner Cozy,” Celestia ordered at the sobbing filly, not bothering to wipe her muddy face down. Or to remove the filthy spill catch around her neck. Much preferring to focus her attention on Twilight’s beautiful hind. To sensually clean her off with a soft towel. Using her hoof to grope and linger on her most intimate of areas.
  3202.  
  3203. >And as she wiped her, she drew her eyes up, to meet with Luna’s.
  3204.  
  3205. >”Now Lulu, as I eluded to yesterday. I am going to give you two suppositories. However, knowing how difficult this is going to be for you. And not wishing to make you unhappy. I have decided to give you two options to choose from. The first option entails you sitting, and going infront of us as told before. The second option is much harsher, with you standing upright as you potty. Tail raised and without anything to shield yourself with. As both myself, and my foal, watch you go from behind.”
  3206.  
  3207. >Luna’s aghast face really said it all. But before she could pick the first option. Celestia hurried to explain.
  3208.  
  3209. >“If you choose the second option, you will be given three favours. Two from me, and one from Twilight. You will also be rewarded with lots of loving, passionate sex from us after; the way we know you enjoy. A threesome with the two of us over, and under you, for as long as you desire. You will not be required to lift a single hoof during it, merely to lay still and let us fulfil your every need. Unless you wish to actively partake.”
  3210.  
  3211. >Celestia teleported the dirty towel away. Fully spreading Twilight’s cheeks open to see if she had missed anything. Even spreading her vulva just to be safe. Checking and finding nothing, she then proceeded to levitate the flexible butt plug over from the sink. Having cleaned it prior. And behind the anal toy, followed a bottle of lube, an adult diaper, baby powder and four orb vibrators.
  3212.  
  3213. >”Which option would you like sister?”
  3214.  
  3215. >Luna was not entirely sure. The second option was far worse, there was no question about it. She could even see herself crying during it from the humiliation. Then again, the intense threesome afterwards, would probably make her soon forget about the ordeal. Their infatuation with mares alone would see to that.
  3216. >But more importantly, she knew it would be risky to deviate from her current course. That, and she was also completely out of favours from her sister. And to be given three at once, was nothing to scoff at. It was fair, this much she knew.
  3217.  
  3218. >”I will… try standing….”
  3219.  
  3220. >”There is no *trying* in this. You know the moment I put the suppositories in you. That you will be going whether you like it or not. Please choose carefully. And only pick what you are certain you can manage. This challenge of ours is not favour bound, and I am not risking your unhappiness for less.”
  3221.  
  3222. >”Tia, I recall that you have twelve favours of mine, and that you have not used any in quite some time. Nor have you used the unlimited *promise for a week* that I swore to you; after you found out what I did to that colt. As I see it. You are the one risking your unhappiness with your caution! We both know what the favours are for. You need to respect their intent and stop coddling me like you have been doing. I am not some fragile flower! And I will not hate you for doing the things that you like with the favours!”
  3223.  
  3224. >”L-Luna? I am sorry but I have nev—”
  3225.  
  3226. >”I am choosing option two sister. And I am also demanding that you use one of your favours atleast once per week moving forward. Without holding anything back. If you do not, then you will be making me unhappy. I am going to show you that it takes *quite abit* to actually break me.”
  3227.  
  3228. >”Hmm, is that so~?” Celestia purred predatorily, placing down the bottle of lube and walking up to her seated sister. “That almost sounds like a new challenge in and of itself. One that I would gladly attempt, given how shockingly alluring you are. To properly put that slim, tight figure of yours to work.”
  3229.  
  3230. >”Do your worst,” Luna grinned back at her. Smug and confident now that she had gotten under her sister’s skin. Gotten her to finally react and respond to her in an honest fashion. Revealing her truer self. And dispelling any of the dumb, protective pretences.
  3231.  
  3232. >”Yes… yes I think I will do just that Lulu. I have been holding back for some time now. Whilst my thirst for you has grown exponentially. However, I am not going to be using a favour every week like you have suggested. I am going to be using one per day. And once all twelve are gone, I am going to use my unlimited, weeklong promise. For a total of nineteen days. Best you prepare yourself mentally. We are starting tomorrow. And for your own sanity’s sake sister, I recommend that you practice how to beg down on your hocks—with your tongue out—so that I may *occasionally* be merciful with you.”
  3233.  
  3234. ---
  3235.  
  3236. ---
  3237.  
  3238. ---
  3239.  
  3240. >Day: 1846
  3241.  
  3242. >*Crack!*
  3243.  
  3244. >”Mnnuuugggfffaaaahhhhhuuuaaaahhhhaaaa-ooouufffffhhhaaaauuufffffhhhhhaaaa! Whhaaahhhhhhhaaaaamnfffffhhhhhaaaaaa! Uhhuuuuhhhuuuuhhhhuuuu!”
  3245.  
  3246. >”I am sorry, did that hurt any?” Celestia callously jeered as she ferociously lashed into Luna’s clean-shaven rump. Mockingly using her sister’s favourite flail whip against her. Emphasizing her newest remark with an especially forceful strike to her hind.
  3247. >And whilst snapping the whip back, she had fixatedly followed the impact with her eyes. Admiring how Luna’s naked bottom violently quivered and clenched with the biting hit. How the heavy tendrils lashed into her skin, causing the loud crack to form and fill the room. Purposefully adding a few deeper cuts to the already gruesome sores and bleeding welts covering her rear.
  3248.  
  3249. >Celestia, feeling the heat from the exertion, and from her own excitement. Took the current pause she had made for herself with the heavy lash. Aware that Luna would continue to scream for another minute or so from the searing pain. Which gave her more than enough time to wipe herself down. Having gone through four towels already during the long session.
  3250. >And so, with the cruel whip held in the air, Celestia proceeded to leisurely levitate a fresh towel over. Using it to soak up the moisture around forehead, and inbetween her drenched cheeks. Folding the towel over, she then haphazardly wiped the foam from the sides of her barrel away.
  3251.  
  3252. >Once she perceived herself to be dry enough, Celestia exhaled and threw the wet towel back, onto the same table she had lifted it from. Then she sharply refocused—eager to assess her ongoing work—she circled the pillory that she had bound her crying sister in. Checking to see if there were any safety adjustments that she needed to make along the way. Not wanting to cause any unintentional harm as she abused her.
  3253.  
  3254. >And as Celestia stopped to meet with her gagged, and sobbing sister’s front. She raised her right hoof up and applied pressure to the bulky, well used diaper that she had tied over Luna’s face. Sensuously rubbing the messy side of it into her—hoping to catch, and smear—any remaining hairs around her face brown.
  3255.  
  3256. >”Is it nice and smelly, Luna?”
  3257.  
  3258. >”Urrhhppphheffuugghaaaahhhurrrpfffaaahhfhh-uwwhaaahhhhhhaaa! Mmnugggfhhhuuaaahhhhhhaaaa!”
  3259.  
  3260. >”I think I will take that as a yes,” Celestia wryly responded. Now friskily bouncing the diaper up and down from below. “Your poor mane is certainly going to be reeking like one my pails after this. Or shall I say, continue to stink? I do not believe we managed to get everything out yesterday. Such a shame.”
  3261.  
  3262. >With a condescending laugh, Celestia grabbed and held some of her lumpy horse apples up, through the diaper. “Do you recall how you thought that—me, using your face as a wet wipe everyday—was going to be the worst of it?” Celestia said whilst slowly maneuvering her excrement upwards, through the large diaper. Gathering her manure behind Luna’s neck, before smearing it everywhere she could reach. Even lifting the diaper up a little to get some at the very top of her head. Leaving Luna’s hair completely entangled with her foul dung.
  3263.  
  3264. >”Nnuooouffffffhhuuuuuuwhhahhhhhh! Uwwhaaahhhhaaaa-pfffaaaahhhuuuhhhuuu! Mnffghhuaaahhhhh!”
  3265.  
  3266. >“Oh, I do so wonder what any stallions would say if they neared you now? I bet most of them would just run away in utter revulsion. Or perhaps some of the guards would notice you first, and drag you away? Confining you within the nearest prisoner outhouse. Not recognizing you from the stench and stains.”
  3267.  
  3268. >After giving her sister something awful to contemplate on, Celestia took her hoof lower, to inspect the cut-out on the diaper. The opening in it allowed for Luna’s muzzle to poke through. Letting her breathe and scream out from the ring-gag she had inserted into her mouth.
  3269.  
  3270. >The ring-gag with its large opening, also played another, more sinister role. As the diaper grew warm with Luna’s tears—it allowed for small amounts of her dung—to slowly leak into her held opened mouth. Just enough for her to continuously taste it, before drooling it away. Celestia was hoping she’d vomit from the flavour. So she could give her another sour, puke enema as punishment if she did.
  3271.  
  3272. >She then adjusted the vomit bowl on the floor with her hoof. Making sure it was perfectly aligned under Luna's gasping mouth. And after the miniscule adjustment—and confirming that there were no obstructions hindering her sister's breathing—or any loose bindings for that matter. Celestia turned around, moving towards Luna’s hindquarters again. Placing the whip aside and picking up a narrow, rubber spiked slapper in its place.
  3273.  
  3274. >Celestia couldn't help but widely smirk as she came to a stop infront of Luna’s bleeding rear. She looked absolutely ridiculous with her hindquarters fully naked. And she had made sure Luna was well aware of it too. Having taken the opportunity to trim her on the very first day. Doing it right infront of Twilight to further humiliate her. Even letting her daughter take as many revealing pictures as she wanted, with her cheeks and lips invitingly spread.
  3275. >Keeping Luna’s backside hairless also ensured that any wet diapers that she wore; would always irritably rub and sting against her raw, well-beaten hide. Especially as she had purposefully neglected any powders and lotions with her changes. That, and she wanted to be able to clearly see, and enjoy, each discolouring bruise that she gave her.
  3276.  
  3277. >Bringing her gaze low, Celestia looked between Luna’s cheeks. Towards her sore vulva, where she had used ten labia piercings on her sensitive folds. Five on each side. The heavy gauge piercings were connected to one another with steel clips. Pulling her two lips tightly shut. Safeguarding the plethora of freshly peeled, and roughly cut, ginger roots that she had inserted deep within her vagina.
  3278.  
  3279. >Only the very lowest portion of Luna’s vulva lacked a connective clip. To allow for her pumped up clitoris to poke through. Having attached a ring around her clit before enlarging it. With the ring being fixed to the two piercings above it. Trapping and holding her clit outside of her closed lips.
  3280. >And further within the tied alicorn—resting amidst the ginger roots in her vagina—lay a disconnected catheter tube that led straight into her urethra. Celestia had left her sister’s bladder painful to the bursting. Having injected her own urine into her with an enema syringe, until she was unable to take a single drop more. With her small opening already blocked off by a large, inflatable balloon. Leaving Luna with a constant, excruciating need to pee.
  3281.  
  3282. >Checking further below, Celestia saw that the two interlocking screw clamps that she had attached to Luna’s teats. Were still relentlessly biting into her. The added weights on them ensured that even the smallest of movements, would cause her significant agony.
  3283. >For a second Celestia even contemplated adding more weights to the crushing bars, but seeing how stretched and blue her teats already were. Made her decide otherwise. Adding more now would just constrict the blood flow too much, and she would lose all sensation in them.
  3284.  
  3285. >Seeing that everything was to her liking, Celestia let out a prolonged, sultry moan as she increased the vibrating strength of the dildo inside of her vagina. The sturdy harness around her hindquarters kept the churning toy secured within her. Whilst also allowing her to attach a strap-on for the rough, anal sex she had planned for Luna afterwards. Always keeping one place *untouched* for last. Ruining one place at a time. To best maximize Luna’s suffering. That, and she did always prefer ending things with her strap-on. Wanting to climax with her sister’s screaming as a *pat on the back* for all of her hard work and effort, before actually ending a session.
  3286.  
  3287. >With the dildo now set at medium strength, Celestia raised the rubber slapper up. Shuddering from the sexual relish, she took aim, and then slapped it down with her full, natural hoof strength. Directly onto Luna’s closed vulva.
  3288.  
  3289. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3290. >”Gaiiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhhaaaafffhhhhhaaa! Mnnffaaaahhhhaaahhhhhhiiiiiiiieee! Whahhhhhaa-ufffhugghhhhhaaa!”
  3291.  
  3292. >Luna’s harrowing cries instantly reached the point where she was screaming from the top of her lungs. Violently shaking and contorting from just the initial hit. And through a cheval mirror, Celestia could see her clenching down on the ring-gag as if she was trying to break free from the overwhelming pain. Straining on it with her lips curled and teeth exposed.
  3293.  
  3294. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3295. >”Uuuufffaaahhhhhhhaaaahhhhhaaaaa! Whaaaahhhhhhhhaaaauggfhhhhhhaaaa-oughfffhhhhhhaaaa! Mnnufffhaaaahhhh!"
  3296.  
  3297. >Unfazed by her howling cries however, Celestia kept slamming the studded slapper down onto her hurting vulva. Aiming and striking at her exposed clitoris more often than not. Being spurred on by her nearly deranged sounding screams, and the vibrating dildo inside of her.
  3298.  
  3299. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3300. >”Awhaaahhhhaaaamnuuuufff-ffaahhhhhaaaa! Fffuuuhhhhhhhaaaahhhhhhhhhaaaaa! Oweeehhhiiiiiiaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaa!”
  3301.  
  3302. >Having first whipped her sister’s behind red, and now engaging in this, had left Celestia’s harness fully soaked with her arousal. Her excitement had been non-stop. And she could feel herself overflowing down her thighs like before. The yearning warmth in her nethers growing into something almost unbearable, and she wanted nothing more in the moment than to climax with the beating. To see her sister reduced to a mindless outlet for her pleasure.
  3303.  
  3304. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3305. >"Mnugfffhh-fhaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhaaa! Uwhaaaaiiiiaahhhhhhhhaaaaa! Ghaaufaahhhhhhhhaaaa-wahhhhaaaahhhhhaaaahhhhh!"
  3306.  
  3307. >Already hearing herself pant and gasp—yet needing more—Celestia hurriedly reached back again to increase the speed of her inserted sex toy. Wearing an expression of lusty bliss. She then started giving Luna the occasional hit on her aching mammaries. To see her erotically twist and splutter in pained surprise. Just often enough to throw her off guard, before quickly bringing the slapper up, to resume tenderizing her swelling sex.
  3308.  
  3309. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3310. >"Uwaaahhhaaaa-mmnfuuuaaahhhhhaaaahhhhhhhaaaaa! Mnnnugghhhhuuuuaaaahhhhuuuuuaaaa! Whhaaaooffhhhhhhaaaahhhhhhhaaa!"
  3311.  
  3312. >Celestia’s sexual fervour continued to transform and merge into a state of transfixed awe as she observed her sister’s escalating struggles. From the start, Luna had been violently trashing around from the brutal marehood flogging. Twisting and pulling at her bindings like mad. But the writhing she was doing now, after so many hard blows to her vulva, was of an entirely different nature. She was behaving more as if her entire being was on fire.
  3313.  
  3314. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3315. >"Whhhmmnnuuhhhhuuuuoooffff-aaaaahhhaaaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa! Owhhhhaaaahiiiiieehhhhhhhaaaaa! Uwaaahhuffggaaahhhhhhhhhaaaa!"
  3316.  
  3317. >Then, after a steady minute of it. It became apparent to her that Luna had completely lost the ability to deal with the anguish. Each and every muscle around her body was contracting, driving her to instinctually to run away like a frantic animal. Yet all she succeeded in doing, was letting out broken, slurred cries as she failed to flee. Disjointed cries that hardly matched the regal alicorn they were coming from.
  3318.  
  3319. >*Smack! Smack! Smack!*
  3320. >"Owuuahhhhhaaahhhhhhaaaa-mnugfhhhaaaa! Mhhnnnuuuggffaaahhhhhhiiiiieeee! Whaaaahhhhhhhaaaahhhhhh! Uwhhhffuaahhhhhaaahhhhhh!"
  3321.  
  3322. >And it was only then, after a half minute more of having her vulva aggressively beaten into, that Luna used her safeword. Shrieking the word out with all of her might, begging her to stop. Her sister’s words were jumbled with unfathomable pain. Offering anything and everything to finally make her suffering cease.
  3323.  
  3324. >It was difficult to make out everything Luna had said. The gag not helping matters. But the word *’raindrops’* had been clear enough to Celestia’s ears. Making her immediately throw away the now red-slicked slapper, before quickly summoning forth the enchanted keys to unlock her.
  3325.  
  3326. >And even as Celestia had stopped hitting her bleeding marehood, Luna kept deliriously screaming and crying until her throat gave in. Then she weakly slumped down, fainting in the pillory she had been locked into.
  3327.  
  3328. ---
  3329.  
  3330. >As Celestia gracefully stepped into the library, she witnessed how Luna distinctly flinched the very second she registered her presence. Her blue wings strained close to her body as she maintained her gaze into the book she was reading. Clearly acting like she was hoping she would disregard her and walk by.
  3331.  
  3332. >Of course, Celestia didn’t blame her for being so unnerved after what had just occurred between the two of them. Luna, having somehow endured elven days before finally succumbing to her devoted, unremitting care.
  3333.  
  3334. >And during said care, Celestia had never once given Luna any solace. Her mistreatment had been true and constant as promised. With Luna’s only real respite being the few hours of granted sleep. Which she had given more so to revitalize her—wanting her conscious and alert—for her next, drawn-out session in chains and pain.
  3335.  
  3336. >Outwardly, Celestia had been relishing in the mistreatment with each lash and twist of the flesh. Inwardly, she had been exceedingly careful to hurt Luna just enough, to break her within a week. Effectively giving herself the time needed to enact most of her depraved pleasures on her like she had craved, and no more.
  3337.  
  3338. >And to Celestia, the fact that her sister had lasted more than a week, both astounded and vexed her equally. Doubting that even Cadence or Twilight would have endured as long.
  3339. >Nevertheless, it did worry her after the seventh day. That she *might* have picked the wrong approach for once. Occasionally feeling lost even, like she had genuinely misjudged what gave Luna strength. And subsequently, how to best undermine it.
  3340.  
  3341. >To her relief however, Luna suffered a mental breakdown on the eleventh day. Finally ending the ordeal and sparing her the remaining eight days. But more importantly, Luna had still left her with enough ruined favour-time, that her other longstanding ploys would remain unaffected. As the colloquial proverb amongst the commoners goes; better late than never.
  3342.  
  3343. ---
  3344.  
  3345. >”Luna dear? Are you listening?” Celestia gently addressed her sister, trying to capture her attention whilst standing next to her by the desk. Luna's gaze appeared distant, but began refocusing with her words. Blinking, she looked away from the book.
  3346.  
  3347. >”Ah, y-yes. Sorry Tia. What did you need?”
  3348.  
  3349. >”I did not say I needed anything Lulu. I asked how you were doing. It has been three days and I wish to know if there is anything else that is still… bothering you?”
  3350.  
  3351. >”N-no, everything is fine.”
  3352.  
  3353. >”Is that so?” Celestia said as she placed a placating hoof on her blue muzzle. Carefully turning her eyes towards hers.
  3354.  
  3355. >”Am I only worthy of untruths little sister? You know I am troubled when you are,” Celestia briefly paused, closing her eyes as she sought for the right words. “Please tell me what has been upsetting you so? And if you do not wish to reveal it to me directly, then would you consider giving me a hint to work with instead?”
  3356.  
  3357. >”Sister I… there are many things I would… umm…,” Luna stuttered out and swallowed. Composing herself, before managing to continue. “I failed our challenge and used my safeword. Despite it being me who tempted you into it in the first place. I was cowardly, and I broke several favours and promises in the process.”
  3358.  
  3359. >With a sigh, Celestia rolled her eyes and moved behind Luna’s rear. Disregarding her nervous stares as she did so. And whilst not saying anything, she placed a hoof on Luna’s right flank. Leisurely moving it inwards to meet with the thin, blue coat of her rump. Holding and circling her rightmost cheek for a moment. And with a devious smile spreading across her face—she squeezed Luna’s firm hind—causing her sister to clench up in reflex.
  3360.  
  3361. >A second thereafter, Celestia slowly and very sensuously, dragged her hoof between Luna’s cheeks. Stopping it at the base of the butt plug protruding out from her stuffed tailhole. The lengthy, white plug that she had inserted into her earlier, was of the same type she regularly used on Twilight. A colon-snake plug, but larger to fit her size. The toy was impossible to ignore. Having designed it to be uncomfortable for her to wear.
  3362.  
  3363. >”Which is why you are wearing this, is it not? To make up for all of those lost favours and promises? I distinctly remember you saying that I could take *anything and everything* that I wanted in return. Which is why I claimed this lovely place for myself. Honestly, I thought we had settled this matter yesterday?”
  3364.  
  3365. >”W-well yes. That is true. But… for how long exactly? And do I always need to ask for permission before taking it out?”
  3366.  
  3367. >Tugging on the base, Celestia smiled and playfully rotated on it twice. Causing Luna to shift and squirm on her hooves. “For your first question, we will discuss it again after half a year has passed us. After that, we shall see. As for your second question, yes you do. Per our agreement your beautiful hind no longer belongs to you. What goes over it, into it, or out of it; is my decision alone to make.”
  3368.  
  3369. >”I… feared as much.”
  3370.  
  3371. >”There is nothing for you to fear Lulu. I already told you that I intend to build trust with the gift you have so selflessly offered in return. And like always, as your big sister, I am going to be mindful of your limits as I enjoy what now belongs to me.”
  3372.  
  3373. >”…”
  3374.  
  3375. >”I know you are worried Lulu, especially with me accompanying you to the toilet from now on. But give it a month, and it will become just another regular routine. No more worse than brushing your teeth or fixing your mane. And remember, you can always talk to me about anything. My rules are not as inflexible as you might think.”
  3376.  
  3377. >After giving the plug another playful tug, Celestia used her magic to find and activate the vibrating rune imbedded within the toy. Seeing and feeling it vibrate on low, she placed her groping hoof down on the floor. Celestia then watched as Luna’s tail slowly began to rise from the new sensation.
  3378.  
  3379. >With barely contained mirth, Celestia looked on as her sister eventually exposed herself without even noticing. Flagging her tail high like she was ready to be taken. And being aware how long it took for Twilight to keep her tail down with such a plug inside, she knew that she was going to be in for a nice treat with the coming weeks. Suppressing a chuckle, Celestia masked her face and walked up to Luna’s front again.
  3380.  
  3381. >“I suspect there is more you are keeping from me. Trauma from the things I did to you. Things you never expected me to ever do to you. Only with Cozy Glow or with some other criminal unwise enough to tempt their fate. You probably resent me more than you realise Lulu. Given how much you flinch from just seeing me.”
  3382.  
  3383. >”T-that is not tru—”
  3384.  
  3385. >”It is,” Celestia kindly shushed her. “Fortunately, I have all the time in the world to mend your heart and mind. Showering somepony with love—for years if needs be—can accomplish wonders. And I intend to keep this healing journey going for as long as it takes. To have your trust and smile once more.”
  3386.  
  3387. ---
  3388.  
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  3390.  
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