Give and Take by Pan


                                            Give and Take by Pan

                                            (Granny Smith / Shopkeeper)


                                            (22/07/2017)


                                            https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30477680/#q30571477


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                                            >orange filly steals from shop in Ponyville

                                            >shopkeeper chases the thief but loses track

                                            >shopkeeper finds another filly (Scootaloo) who looks the same as the thief

                                            >Pleading and promising from Scootaloo that she didn't do it

                                            >keeper spanks her until Granny Smith intervenes

                                            >"Ya didn't do it?"

                                            >"No ma'am!"

                                            >Granny puts her hoof on the filly's rear

                                            >"Ya SURE?"

                                            >(...!) "N-no Granny!"

                                            >She spanks her right cheek, then her left

                                            >(Aaah!)

                                            >"Positive?"

                                            >"Really Granny!"

                                            >"Let 'er go, miss... no filly can lie with a backside that red."

                                            >The owner is embarrassed now for having disciplined the wrong filly

                                            >"Sorry Granny, I thought..."

                                            >"Ya didn't think nothin'."

                                            >"Hehe, I guess you could say that."

                                            >She is nervous now

                                            >Granny is unpredictable and known to have an antiquated style

                                            >Owner tries to make it right

                                            >"Sorry, young filly. How about I take you back to my shop and make it up to you?"

                                            >Sure enough, Granny had an opinion on this

                                            >"That's smart. ... But it don't do much for the smarting in her fanny."

                                            >Granny points to Scootaloo's rump and she blushes

                                            >"Yes that's a shame Granny but she will have to talk about this with me back at my store. C'mon, little one."

                                            >She starts walking, hoping to end the awkward encounter

                                            >But it's just starting

                                            >Granny bites the owner's ear and pulls back on it, making her poor ear stretch tight

                                            >(OW!)

                                            >She stops moving

                                            >But this just seals her doom as Granny knows it works and keeps pulling

                                            >Walking backwards to the very same stump Scootaloo was just smacked on

                                            >(AH!) "Stop what are you doing?"

                                            >"Hold yer horses. Just givin' you the same medicine ya gave Scootaloo,"

                                            >" 'Cept -you- got the chance to be cured by it."

                                            >Granny sat on the stump

                                            >Any non parent would have an impossible time maneuvering a squirming, anxious, desperate pony over their lap for a well-earned spanking

                                            >But Granny had more practice than almost any pony in Ponyville

                                            >Not just with her children and grandchildren, but all their friends

                                            >And any foal with the nerve to steal from Sweet Apple Acres soon lost their thieving spirit

                                            >Right around the time they found out how many nerve endings a pony's posterior has...

                                            >Much to some foals' mortification, Granny would even have impromptu corporal punishment lessons

                                            >Whenever Granny found out a family didn't spank, and were at their wits' end, she invited them to the barn for some Apple hospitality

                                            >Some squeamish parents wouldn't want their precious foal spanked until they were sure how it worked

                                            >In those horrible cases, the Apple family fillies and colts had to take turns being the demo rump


                                            >Granny knew this pony would be feisty

                                            >so she took the needed precautions right away

                                            >Tail pinned to her back, along with her dominant hoof

                                            >the one this mare spanked Scoot with


                                            >"Kicking and bucking already and we haven't even started yet. My my..."

                                            >Granny patted the round flesh in front of her

                                            >"Have ye ever been spanked, missy?"

                                            >"NO! And I'm not going to start now!"

                                            >"That's not what it looks like from up here."

                                            >"Fact is, I can barely hear yer bellyaching 'cause yer head is so far away."

                                            >"I figure I should take my answers from yer butt instead."

                                            >"It's higher up." (PAT PAT)

                                            >"How 'bout I deliver this message to you, you naughty rump?"

                                            >"Can you pass it on to your owner?"

                                            >Granny swore she just watched this rump shake "no"

                                            >"And I'll just watch your expression and listen for any sounds you make to know if I'm getting through." (PAT PAT)

                                            >that sets her off for sure

                                            >Before, it was like she was trying to run off Granny's lap

                                            >Her butt was mentioned, and so unceremoniously patted

                                            >So she started squirming left and right, like she could tumble off Granny's capable lap

                                            >She repeatedly flexed and unflexed her glutes, like her tush would avoid its imminent pain with their feeble motion

                                            >(SWAT) "You can't do this! I'm a grown mare!"

                                            >"A grown mare who's never had her hide tanned."

                                            >"No wonder yer so--" (SWAT) "darn--" (SMACK) "uppity." (WHACK)

                                            >"Maybe I should have you come to the farm every week for a month or two and learn all about corporal punishment."

                                            >"Ah could teach ya about the wooden spoon..." (SPANK)

                                            >"The switch..." (SPANK)

                                            >"The riding crop..." (SPANK)

                                            >"OW That won't be necessary! AH PLEASE"

                                            >"How many years do you have on Scootaloo? Can't be more than fifteen." (SWAT)

                                            >"AH I don't know ma'am!"

                                            >"Ya think I'm on the right track?" (SPANK)

                                            >"NO Yes ma'am!"

                                            >"Fifteen." (SWAT)

                                            >"Has a nice ring to it. How about fifteen more?"

                                            >She's kicking into a panic now

                                            >"ARE YOU CRAZ- OW OW OW YES THAT SOUNDS FINE GRANNY!"

                                            >Some lower sitspot smacks take the resistence right out of her


                                            >Fifteen (was it fifteen yet?) felt like an eternity to the miscreant shopkeeper

                                            >For Granny Smith the time flew by

                                            >"Now that we're just about through, I like the idea ye had."

                                            >"Take this here filly back to yer shop and make things right."

                                            >"I'm going to ask her later if you made amends, and so help me if she is not satisfied..."

                                            >"I will march you onto the front stoop of yer store and spank you in front of all of Ponyville."

                                            >"I hope now you realize how much power we mares wield. One last thing."

                                            >"You! For whuppin' this poor filly's bottom when her butt ain't done nuthin' to deserve it!"

                                            >she smacks her hindquarters, nothing new

                                            >"And you!

                                            >She's focused on Scootaloo now

                                            >"For all the shenanigans I know you and your insolent little rear-end get up to without anypony findin' out!"

                                            >(WHACK)


                                            >"Get going, you two!"

                                            >(they respond simultaneously)

                                            >"Y-yes ma'am!"

                                            >they scamper off, both with matching red tushes