Author's Note

[Explicit] [F/f] [Incest] [Masturbation] [Molestation] [Implied Rape]
Characters: [Apple Bloom] [Applejack]
By Ragabash

[NSFW] Diaper by Ragabash

This was really getting out of hand. After the incident with the chimera, Apple Bloom thought that things would get better. But they didn't. Quite the opposite, they were getting worse. She didn't know why, but Applejack was... behaving pretty strangely. She was back to babying the filly, but Apple Bloom had the feeling that it wasn't because she thought that she needed to be overprotective. It was more, that she enjoyed treating her like a much younger filly.

And that was why Apple Bloom was wearing a diaper in bed.

At least, her sister was sensible enough, to not make her wear it anywhere else. But that only made it stranger. She knew that she didn't need it, that she was too old for it, so why was she doing it?

Apple Bloom winced, as the door to her room opened. She lay with the back to it, but she didn't need to see who it was. Applejack was always checking in on her, multiple times a night. That's why she couldn't take this damn thing off.

“How is mah sweet little sister?” she heard Applejack's voice behind her. “Do you behave well?”

The blanket was pulled away, which made Apple Bloom blush. Even if the only one seeing the diaper, was the one who made her wear it, it was embarrassing to be bared like that.

But then, the filly felt something on her butt. If she didn't know it better, she though that Applejack was laying her head on it. That feeling got stronger, as she felt it rubbing over her diaper-clad rump.

That was new. She never did that before. And it wasn't even all. Apple Bloom also heard something odd. As if... something was moving against something else. After a while, it even sounded a bit wet.

Apple Bloom's heart was racing. She had no idea what this was about, but her big sister was behaving even more strangely and she had a bad feeling about this.

The filly heard how Applejack gave her butt a kiss, but it could barely be felt under the diaper. She nearly winced again, when she heard how she even took a sniff. Just what was wrong with her?

“Clean, huh? Yer really a well-behaved little filly, aren't ya?”

What was she even expecting? She knew that she was not a baby anymore. Did she really think she would...

Suddenly, Applejack climbed on top of her. Startled, Apple Bloom nearly cried out, but she managed to remain calm. While part of her wanted to tell her sister to get out, she thought it would be better to pretend that she was sleeping. Who knows what she would do otherwise.

It didn't get better when Applejack was lying on top of her, her head right beside hers. Not only could Apple Bloom hear the wet rubbing sounds better now, she could also hear her sister's heavy breathing.

“A pity that yer not younger,” Applejack whispered in her ear, confirming that she indeed knew her younger sister's age. Apple Bloom was starting to have doubts about that. “When I was a baby, mom showed me something. I didn't like it.”

The odd sounds stopped. But only to make things worse. Applejack sat down on the filly's butt and moved back and forth, rubbing her crotch over the diaper-clad backside. Her heavy breathing got louder.

“I never liked it,” Applejack went on. “But now, I think I understand. If ya were younger... I'd show you.”

Apple Bloom's heart beat so hard by now, she nearly feared that her sister could hear it. Certain things clicked in her mind. She had no idea what Applejack wanted to show her, but she doubted that she wanted to know. And the way she was treating her, it was doubtful that her age would be much of a hindrance for her.

Applejack's breathing got louder, as she ground herself on Apple Bloom's butt. “I love you... my baby sister,” she whispered. Suddenly, her breathing turned into a groan and she stopped her movements.

She stayed a while like that and Apple Bloom wondered whether she would be here the entire night. But after some seconds, the mare climbed off her.

“Maybe... Maybe I'll show you anyway.”

That phrase felt like someone stabbed a knife into Apple Bloom's gut. It didn't even get better when her sister left the room. It only meant that she was safe for the night.

Apple Bloom was scared. She knew that she had to tell someone about Applejack's behavior, but something in her was against it. She feared that no one might believe her, that someone might tell Applejack, that nothing might get better and possibly even worse. She was also afraid of the guilt of ratting out a family member and the possible consequences.

Still, the thing, she was the most afraid of, was her own sister.