Cupcakes : a crinkledash alternitive

Rainbow Dash woke up, two-part sleeper on, dummy in mouth. Suprisingly, Dash actually got a good sleep. She had not slept like that in years. To be correct, she slept like a baby. She looked down at her mare-parts and realized the garment that Pinkie had put on her the day before was wet. She was just about to go and scream "Pinkie, get me out of here! If you are not going to let me go, at least change me!" but then she remembered the rules. The garment was thought reading....Pinkie had worked on it for years....for just any reason that she could think of. A light spray of the powder kicked in and Dash began to itch a bit, but like Pinkie had said, it was far too thick. She began to cry a little as she thought about her fate in this gloomy basement of Sugar Cube Corner, also the itching powder pain got worse. Pinkie heard the quiet sobs, she had put up a monitor. Pinkie came into the basement in her cutie-mark sown goonie, and smiled. Part of this little 'punishment game' was the phycological terror as well. Rainbow Dash looked up at Pinkie's evily smiling face, and to her surprise, Pinkie picked her up, using some amount of strength, and began rocking her in the arms. Dash kicked a bit, she wanted to kill the freak, and Pinkie then picked up the strong itching powder remote and flicked the switch to '15 minutes'.

"Naughty baby! Naughty baby!" Pinkie scolded. "This will be your punishment, naughty babies need to learn! Prepare for 15 minutes of torture, little Dashie!"

"Oh Celestia." Rainbow Dash thought. She had just went through five minutes of painful itching powder, and now she needed to

go through another 15 minutes of extreme torture and pain and irritation? Pinkie put Dash back into a cot, and got some leather straps, to make sure she couldn't move and had to take 15 minutes of unbearable, unstoppable torture. She was sooo hungry.... she hadn't eaten or drank in a day. Thinking about only seemed to make the fifteen minutes longer

The fifteen minutes were worse than Dash imagined. Then Pinkie came back, and this time she was grateful for her.

"I'm sorry Pinkie I'm- Oh, I mean I'm sowwy Miss Pie, I'm sowwy. I'll neva do it again." Dash said in baby talk. Pinkie smiled.

"Let's try this morning again, shall we? Okay.... Good morning Dashie, had a good sleep?