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Dressing Down by Pan
By splishsplashCreated: 2022-01-05 18:36:49
Updated: 2022-03-15 13:29:43
Expiry: Never
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Dressing Down by Pan
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(Mom / Filly)
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public
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(18/03/2017)
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>you are a mare
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>you take your filly to the mall
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>she complains about having to try on clothes
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>that doesn't deter you
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>ponies need formalwear
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>can't be a nudist at a funeral
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>not that anyone you know is planning on dying soon
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>you take a break a little later and head to the food court
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>but again don't win any points with your daughter
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>you make her eat cheaper and healthier than her preferences
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>scrunchies, grumblings and mumblings
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>but she gets through her hay, to her credit
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>you get her to sit in a dressing room and try articles on while you hunt around for more
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>she's old enough to be alone there
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>dressing rooms are a weird concept
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>public nudity is okay in this suburb of Las Pegasus
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>but you're not supposed to slip in and out of clothes in the middle of the store
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>you suspect it's a carry-over from the high fashion boutiques of snooty Canterlot
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>there, nakedness is on the books as indecency
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>it's basically unenforced
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>just another thing the lawcolts throw at you if you're caught desecrating a historic fountain or plotting a rebellion
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>the common-law history of corporal punishment is linked to nudity as well
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>it was thought lewd (naked) ponies would be encouraged to hide their indecency with clothes if they had cane stripes on their rears to motivate them further
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>nopony wants to show those off
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>lost in thought, you haven't been in "efficient mommy" mode
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>back at it, you gather up some seriously cute dresses
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>horseshoes worth tap-tapping together in delight
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>modest panties, you became what you hate
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>your mom opposed "whorses" and didn't encourage you dressing like one either
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>you swore you'd be different, but here you are walking away from the lacy stuff
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>like there's a force-field around it
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>you have enough to keep your daughter busy now
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>she should be done trying on what she has
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>you go back to her stall
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>pick up your hoof and knock on the door
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>no response
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>"Tornado Bolt"~
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(knock knock)
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>"You there?"
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>hearing no response and seeing no little hooves under the door
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>you wait a little more and lower your body under the crack to verify nopony's there
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>"Tornado?"
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>nothing
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>shit, what are you gonna do with all these clothes?
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>you set them on the bench outside the stalls
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>the clothes you asked her to try on are scattered around the empty stall
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>she bolted!
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>upset and a little worried, you do too
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>where'd she go?
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>you facehoof
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>the place she's been asking to go all day
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>The Enchantment Encampment
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>you have to consult the map closest to J.C. Bits
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>you're sure your daughter knew exactly where it was
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>not close to where you are
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>nothing is compact in this mall
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>no reason to be, plenty of land in the surrounding area
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>you're at the cacophonous entrance
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>after a brisk trot and a watering-hole break
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>where could she--
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>oh there she is
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>at least she made it easy
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>it doesn't count as hiding when she's prancing around on the giant piano meant to entice ponies walking around the entrance
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>a small crowd is watching her
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>3 adults and 5 foals
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>Tornado is making a pleasant melody
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>if this world had a theme song it would sound like that
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>okay, problem sorta solved
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>filly hasn't even seen you yet
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>you don't want to break up a happy couple
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>but she could've gotten lost or hurt
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>even if not, she skipped out on an arduous chore
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>you huff a bit as you settle your resolve
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>her actions warrant a spanking
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>"Tornado!"
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>(gulp) "H-hi mom!"
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>"Why did you leave the dressing room?"
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>would you like your rump roast rare, medium, or well-done, young filly?
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>"It was so boring mommy, I waited forever and finished trying on all the stuff you gave me."
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>"You did?"
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>"Uh-huh."
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>"Which ones fit?"
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>"There's two piles in the dressing room, I'll show you which pile fits when we get back."
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>would take a lot to lie about that
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>at least she's honest then
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>"You know you're not supposed to run off like that, young filly."
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>"I know..."
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>she shuffles her hoof on the piano and it makes a sound
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>"Come here"
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>you plop your bottom on one of the keys
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>you aren't used to butt sound effects, but your filly sure is
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>she's within hoof's reach of you now
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>she approached when you asked and is compliant in scooching across your lap
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>her backside is up in the air and exposed now
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>thanks to your clever back-leg placement
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>shame she didn't walk out wearing one of the dresses she tried on
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>then she'd be in trouble for stealing too, you suppose
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(SWAT)
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>"Dearie, you shouldn't run away."
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(SWAT SWAT)
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>"I know mom..."
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>you're repeating yourself
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>foals barely listen at all when you talk to them
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>it's only by slapping their hindquarters that you can briefly activate the nerves in the inner ear
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>it's all very scientific
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>having been observed and tested with impromptu experiments over many generations
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>"I'm glad you know. This spanking should just be a study guide to remind you of the main points."
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(SPANK) (THWACK)
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>"Aah! Ow!"
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>you're warming up
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>as her rear-end does too
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>you spank once every few seconds
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>you're not aiming for a high score
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>or a once-in-a-lifetime thrashing
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(SPANK)
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>"I'm not too upset, honey."
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>"You're n--!"
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(PSSH)
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>"(ow) -not?"
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>"I should've been-"
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(SMACK) (SMACK)
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>"More understanding and picked up the pace."
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>you're not even whacking at full force
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>but you're getting through
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(SPANK)
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>Tornado Bolt is starting to kick
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>"Just try to communicate more,"
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(SPANK) (ping~)
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>Tornado Bolt is still making music
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>she's kicking out her front hooves and hitting the piano key in front of her
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(SMACK) (bong_)
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>and her back legs hit the key behind her for a lower sound
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>back legs mix with backside percussion for a lovely duet
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>"and I'll try and be more fair to you. Okay?"
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>she's starting to sniffle
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(spank)
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>your spanks are dying down
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>you didn't realize at the start
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>but you don't want to go passed this point
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>nopony was hurt
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>"No more sneaking out, got it-"
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(swat)
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>"-my little Windy?"
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>(giggle) "Moooom~!"
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>she blushes
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>You scoop her up
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>There was still a small crowd
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>The parents were satisfied, maybe a little disappointed you didn't do more
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>you thought the splotch of pink on Tornado Bolt's bottom went well with her coat for today
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>the foals, on the other hoof, were all cowering in terror
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>two were sitting, three were reaching back with their hooves to cover their rumps
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>all of them wrapped their tails tightly around their keisters, protecting their valuable assets to the best of their abilities
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>"Hey Bolt, you want to play around on the piano some more?"
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>(snif) "Really mom?"
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>"Yeah, sure. I've been cooped up in clothing stores all day."
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>Tornado Bolt was beaming
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>"Just don't sneak off again."
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...
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>"Or you'll have to change your name to Tomato Butt."
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>"Aw, Mom..."
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>she looked back at her tush, wondering how tomato-like it got
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>you played around with your filly for a few minutes
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>both of you having a blast
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>then got off the piano and let her do more solo music
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>you saw her hopping around
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>pushing four keys, one per hoof
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>even doing spin moves, pink backside or no
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>not a care in Equestria for who sees it
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>rules are rules
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>but even you see
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>sometimes breaking them is worth heat on your seat
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