Worn Out for Not Wearing


                                            Worn Out for Not Wearing by RoyalBard

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                                            Apple Bloom yawned and snuggled deeper into her sheet as pillars of orange light floated into the room. There was a chill this morning, the first touches of winter. She shivered and stiffened, realizing she was sitting in a very big wet spot.


                                            Gasping, she jumped out of the bed. Her blue jammies were similarly soaked, no diaper having protected it. She pouted it, her lips trembling and eyes filling with tears.


                                            She could try to hide it, but that would mean worse trouble. Sighing, she picked up a red marker and put a frowny face on this day's date.


                                            The door creaked open just as she put the red marker down and she heard a weary sigh. "Oh, Bloom..."


                                            Apple Bloom sniffled. "Sorry, Sis."


                                            Applejack stepped inside and shook her head. "I thought you were gonna try to be a big filly."


                                            Apple Bloom looked down, her ears laying flat, trying to control her trembling lip. "I thought I was gonna be."


                                            "You shoulda worn yer diaper. You know what happens when you wet the bed. Ya get a spankin."


                                            Apple Bloom trampled her hooves. "I'll be a big girl next time, I promise!"


                                            "Yes, you will. But now I gotta punish you for lyin'."


                                            Apple Bloom cocked her head. "But I didn't lie about nothin."


                                            Applejack sat on the rocking chair which had seen both many chastisements and many comforts. "You went to bed without your diaper. That's like a promise that you'll try to be a big girl and not wet the bed. Ya didn't keep that promise, did ya?"


                                            Apple Bloom glanced over at the wet spot. "...No."


                                            "So, now you're gonna get spanked." She patted her lap, but Apple Bloom didn't budge, only lightly whimpered and begged forgiveness.


                                            Applejack shook her head and trotted over and picked up the squirming five year old, plopping the filly across her lap. Apple Bloom kicked and squirmed while Applejack held her steady, her bottom in the center of her lap.


                                            She tugged down the filly's pajama bottoms, revealing her chubby bottom. Picking the tail up and out of the way, she smacked Apple Bloom's rump.

                                            Apple Bloom squirmed and whined as the sting rippled her behind, Applejack's hoof drumming on her backside, leaving warm, pink marks.


                                            The poor filly squirmed and kicked her legs, the sting of her sister's hoof falling firmly onto her bottom. She cried out at the three firm whacks to her butt. An uncomfortable heat warmed her tushy while she wiggled on her sister's lap and her sister's hoof clapped her behind,


                                            She was unaware that the spanking was nearly half-over. In fact, she'd only gotten ten spanks. For a strong Earth Pony filly like her, only twenty firm spanks would serve as a proper punishment.


                                            Her bottom grew more hot and sore, turning a shade of pink beneath Applejack's spanks. Applejack gave her some time to catch her breath, brought down five final whacks.


                                            As Apple Bloom cried, Applejack pulled her into her embrace. Apple Bloom sniffled and buried her face in Applejack's fur while Applejack held her tight, caressing her mane.


                                            Apple Bloom's bottom was only pink for a few minutes, returning to its normal shade after a while, the sting fading. Her tummy growled, but she kept close to her sister, the embrace and Applejack's familiar scent calming her.


                                            Applejack rubbed her bottom. "Wanna get some breakfast? Granny's makin' pancakes."


                                            Apple Bloom smiled, nodded.


                                            "So, gonna wear your diaper tonight?"


                                            "Nope!"


                                            Applejack frowned. "Sugarcube...I don't wanna spank ya again."


                                            Apple Bloom pouted. "I was a big girl last night and da night before dat. I can do it!"


                                            Applejack patted her shoulder. "Stubborn filly. Well, I admire that. Let's go get some pancakes."


                                            Apple Bloom grinned and hopped off her lap, prancing out of the room. Applejack collected the sheets to be washed.