Bugmom by Pan


                                            Bugmom by Pan

                                            (Chrysalis / Drones)

                                            F/x, telepathic spanking, non-consensual


                                            (05/03/2016)


                                            https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/26658705/#q26659493


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                                            >Sitting at fancy restaurant

                                            >Acting like a little shit

                                            >Mama Chrysalis gives you that death stare

                                            >You know the one

                                            >Green eyes focused on you in motherly fury

                                            >Seconds later you're shifting in your seat

                                            >The afterglow of what would be a spanking if you could feel physical pain

                                            >You fidget and try to reduce it, futilely

                                            >Your dumbfuck bugbrothers don't get the message and are still shooting peas at each other through straws after their warning from Bugmom

                                            >You try sitting just on your left buttcheek

                                            >Doesn't work

                                            >Right-only

                                            >Still hurts

                                            >Your brothers shoot out of their seats

                                            >"Ow! Mama! Please, we'll be good!"

                                            >Rubbing their rumps

                                            >Ponies look at your table, quite confused

                                            >They didn't see them get spanked, so why are they...?

                                            >10 seconds go by

                                            >The changelings are whimpering in pain, tears running down their muzzles

                                            >Still hopping around and rubbing their bottoms for everypony to see

                                            >"Will you be good?"

                                            >They plead with her

                                            >"Yes mommy yes we'll be good!"

                                            >"Good."

                                            >The black, shiny bugs are back to normal in an instant

                                            >Embarrassedly slink back to a sitting position

                                            >You still have pain in your rear-end

                                            >You can't find a comfortable way to sit on your hindquarters

                                            >Just a dull stinging in your backside

                                            >You're worried the other ponies can tell, especially that waitress

                                            >She was awfully giggly

                                            >But you keep quiet

                                            >You want to avoid the wrath of Bugmom

                                            >She keeps the just-been-spanked pain on you all through the night as a reminder to stay on your best behavior

                                            >Or else

                                            >"Waaah!"

                                            >One of your sisters is screaming in agony and got out of her chair so fast she knocked it over

                                            >When will they learn?