Dog Days of Ponyville: Doggie Deux Part 2

Slowly Silver Spoon comes to.

First thing she notices is the cold metal under her belly. She is on all fours, laying on her barrel. Her chin is laying on the same cold stainless steel surface. Next is the smell.. her nose wrinkles as the stench of feces and urine and several dirty animals assaults her senses. "I'm alive?" she asks herself as the sound of a barking dog causes her tiny ears to twitch, as it gradually becomes less garbled in her head.

Her eyes open slowly. Gray blurred shades and fuzzy lines are revealed to be stainless steel walls and bars! "What.. where am I?" she asks in bewilderment as her vision clears, despite the fact that she lifts her hooves to her face and finds no glasses. She can see perfectly. "I'm alive.. and I can see!" her sensation of profound relief is fleeting as she looks around her small space.

She reaches up to her face to adjust her glasses out of habit, before remembering she lost them "Thats right.. I dropped them when that big dog…" she trails off blushing as she examines her environment. She figures she is in a kennel, roughly 3ft tall and 4ft long. The walls and floor were clean stainless steel like it hadn't been used. The smells were obviously coming from her canine neighbors. She figured she must have not been there long.

She stands up on all four hoves proving that indeed her head had plenty of clearance from the ceiling. Obviously her cage was built for bigger dogs then the small pony she is.

She looks down, causing her braid to fall from across her withers. At her hooves is a clean stainless steel bowl of fresh water. She is terribly thirsty and instinct takes over. She dips her snout in the cool water and sips greedily. All other concerns are put at the back of her mind. As she finishes she notices the identical bowl filled with a brown and green substance that was likely meant to pass as dog chow. "Eeew" she wrinkles her nose as the scent hits her nostrils "So like, thats the other smell in here." she sighs and then it hits her

"HEY! WHERE THE BUCK AM I!?" she lunges at the bars and grasps them in her hooves, well she tries anyway. Despite the fact that her hooves fit through the space between, she finds whatever dexterity she had with her hooves before, she doesn't have now "HEY.. HEEEY!!!" she screams and cries thrashing at the bars, her hooves only hitting them and sliding down. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!!? WHAT AM I DOING IN A CAGE? PLEASE SOMEPONY.. ANYPONY HELP ME!" she begins to panic as the dogs around her start barking furiously, apparently spurred on by her outbursts. "MY MOMMA IS GONNA PUT A HIT OUT ON YOUR SORRY ASS! Please.. any pony.." she squeaks as her threats go no where.

Silver reaches for her food dish to try and grasp it in her hoof, only succeeding in pushing the bowl along the floor "What what.. why can't I…" she panics more as she tries to grasp in both hooves, picking up the bowl and fumbling with it, dropping it on the floor of her cage. She returns to the bars, her eyes darting back and fourth, trying to block out the dogs across the room barking at her.

"MOMMAAAAAAA!" she screams "I WANT MY MOMMAAAAAA!" she begins pouring tears of sorrow and despair. One last chance. One last desperate move. She turns on her fore hooves, rears back her canons and lets the bars have it with both barrels, bucking as hard as she can with her back hooves. She doesn't even bend or even scratch the steel.

"NOOOO!" she screams "IMPOSSIBLE!" she rears back and bucks again with all her strength, again and again and again with no affect "NO.. I.. can't be that weak! Nononononono!" she grabs her head in her fore hooves and breaths heavily, eyes wide and panicked, panting heavily. She knows even a weak Earth foal such as she should have been able to knock the door off it's hinges.

She looks at her fore hooves and realizes "My Earth pony strength.. it's like.. gone!" she comes to terms slowly that she has traded her nearsightedness for a new and worse handicap.

"NO NO NO NO NO!!!" she begins beating the bars with her fore hooves in frantic desperation "LET ME OUT! I WANNA GO HOME.. I WANT MY MOMMA! I WANT MY MO-OO-OOMMA!!!" she cries.

Suldenly she hears the creaking of a rusty hinge on a door opening. "Pipe down you mutts!" she hears a stallion's voice and his hoof steps approaching on the cement.

"LET ME OUT! MY MOMMA WILL PAY YOU JUST please LET ME OUT!" she opens her eyes as a booted hoof hits the bars "I SAID SHUT UP you stupid dog!" he bellows. She looks up and gasps, as there stands a stallion, even taller then Princess Celestia. He is dressed in a brown khaki shirt and slacks with a badge "What am I being held for? I didn't do anything! this is police harassment! I am only a minor…" again she is silenced as the guard kicks the bars with his boot.

"For buck sake!" he looks down on the pony in the cage and sneers at the upturned bowl of food. "Great.. you better eat that shit, you dumb bitch. I don't feel like hosing out the kennel so soon."

"BITCH!!?" she gasps "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK THAT WAY TO ME!" her outburst just cause the dogs to bark louder.

The guard turns on his hooves and walks back towards the door. It's then she realizes he is walking on his hind hooves and something is wrong with the look of his fore hooves. "WAIT COME BACK.. I'M SORRY.. I'LL DO ANYTHING.. JUST LET ME OO-OO-OO-OOUT!" she whimpers as the door slams closed. Only the dogs barking can be heard.

Silver Spoon collapses on the floor and sobs into her hooves "I just wan a go ho-o-oo--oome!" she cries "Diamond.. where are you? Momma? Cypher? some pony please come and get me out of here!"

Silver lies on the floor for several hours before her stomach growling brings her back to her waking nightmare. Silver gets to her hooves and moves a few steps to her upturned food dish and stares down at her 'dinner', wrinkling her nose in disgust.

She sighs and reaches out with her foreleg, trying to scoop some of the slop onto her hoof. She succeeds in only getting several morsels and what looks like gravy on the tip of her hoof. She regrets tasting the dog food by reaching out which her tongue and licks it off.

"Eee-eew!" she cringes and resists the urge to spit and vomit. "Well I've swallowed worse.. I think." she recalls her previous exploits.

Her stomach reminds her of it's presence and needs with ever increasingly primal and aggressive growls. Silver sighs and dips her head, brushing back her braid, out of the way, with her hoof, taking small licks off the floor. The sensation turns her on slightly. She can feel her pussie becoming warm and puffy as she swallows the most rank and baseless substance she ever put past her lips.

She tries to ignore the taste and just let her instincts take over, surprised she even has them. To make her dinning experience a little more enjoyable she reaches her fore hoof between her haunches and starts stroking her puffy foal labia. "Aaaahhh" she moans and licks the dog food off of the floor with more fervor and vigor "Oooh aaah" she rubs her self harder and faster as she imagines Diamond Tiara standing over her, putting her fore hoof on the back of her neck, pressing her face into the mush and laughing at how pathetic she is.

"Ooooooohhhhhh!" not long after beginning her masturbation, and finishing her less then tasteful supper she cums hard, her body spasming violently. She brings her soaked hoof to her lips and sucks her own sweet juices off of it, moaning around the hoof, her own musk doing a little to alleviate the taste of the dog food "Oh my LUNA!" Her hoof comes out of her mouth with a *pop* as she realizes "I just ATE MEAT!" she suddenly feels her stomach churning at the thought.

Silver quickly shifts to her water dish, only to halt as she catches her reflection in the water, as clear as day.

There starring back at her is a young, gray, female dog, with floppy ears and a slightly longer snout. She bares her teeth and finds her 'canines' are sharper, and the rest of her teeth jagged and sharp as well. What she thought was her pearls was actually a black leather collar with a gold tag with the name 'Silver Spoon' engraved. She gasps and feels her face with her hoof, but in the dish it is a four towed paw that strokes the lavender eyed bitch's cheek.

She moves to feel her collar, the leather is supple and expensive. She must have had a master, but where was he? and why was she left here in this horrible, noisy, smelly dungeon?

"I'm.. a.." she swallows hard, forgetting her nausea and instead felt a coldness in her chest

"A dog!?"

She backs away from the bowl so fast one would think it was a snake ready to bite her, pressing her back to the rear wall of her kennel and tucking her tail, grabbing it in her fore hooves and holding it like a stuffed animal, trying to make sense of her situation, and having no luck.

Not long after forcing herself to stop hyperventilating and cuddling her tail, another urge forces itself to be recognized for what it was, and she realizes

"Oh Luna.." she gasps and her blood runs cold "there's no bathroom IN HERE!" She buries her blushing face in her fore hooves and groans in dismay and humiliation.

It's not too urgent right now, she can hold it and prolong the retention of her dignity a little while longer, but within the next two hours she estimates inevitably that the bottom of her cage would no longer be 'stainless' steel.