Making Honey

"Letting Go"

Ironhoof came up and shut the door. To anypony else but Buttercup, his face would have been unreadable. She knew... she smiled seeing him as he turned to her.

"All of your wishes are granted, Mistress. She's downstairs exactly as you wanted. Visit her as you like, but if you want to see her face as she succumbs to what I've done I suggest heading down soon."

Buttercup raised an eyebrow.

"What did you do to her?"

Ironhoof smirked.

"One bruise to pacify her, and this..."

He held up a red bag Buttercup generally used only as a hotwater bottle during the winter. She knew what that meant, and couldn't help smirking herself.

"Oh, Ironhoof, you're too good to me... but never too good for me. This is perfect."

She heard him exhale, seeing a glint of teeth as he smiled.

"I am happy, as you are happy."

"I think..." Buttercup thought aloud. "I need to get a few things together... I want this to be special. Do you think she'll be able to hold it for a few minutes down there?"

"I am not sure. Do hurry, though, if she hasn't given up already I will help her hold on."

Buttercup cocked her head as Ironhoof turned around.

"How are you going to do tha-" Click! He turned on the light switch from outside the cellar, beaming light into the nursery. "Oh." Buttercup blushed. "Should have been an easy guess on my part."

"She will be less frightened if she can see... not that she will be able to discern much from her surroundings right now. However, they will become familiar over time."

"They always do."

Buttercup smiled, walking up to her butler.

"Thank you, Ironhoof." She gave him a gentle hug." This means a lot to me... she's the youngest I've had yet, but also the prettiest."

"Just have fun," the butler responded, as she pulled back. "Please tell me if the pacifier is not in her mouth when you find her. It's the bow on your present. And do hurry if you wish to see the show we just talked about."

Buttercup's eyes went wide.

"I will!" She turned around, ready to run to her own plans. "I will!"

Ironhoof smiled, relaxing a bit inside as she ran off. He knew he had done right, on his own... for her. This was too perfect.

* * *

Diamond sat in darkness, churning pain in her gut, though only for a short while. The lights came on and the entire room was illuminated in pink again. Holding in the pacifier for (as far as she could discern) dear life, she was able to see the room was fully pastel as she remembered. A soothing pastel, she observed as she sucked on the rubbery bulb without realizing it... though the sensation in her gut made her hardly able to appreciate any of this. She was more in the mood to double over, clutching her stomach, if she could... but seeing as she was bound tightly in some oddly-shaped table, her mobility was limited. So she remained still, sniffling and groaning, the feeling and gurgles of her insides mounting and mounting as time pressed on.

Soon enough she heard a sound. It was the door closing, little did she know it had opened quietly... and down came bounding a rather heavy older mare with the energy of a teenager. In seconds Buttercup stood face to face with her new captive, less than three meters away, and froze... a grin stretched the folds of her mildly wrinkled cheeks.

"Oh... that is too cute!" She padded forward, and Diamond noticed what appeared to be a hip pack. "Oh, Honey... you look like you might have a tummy ache!" She giggled, as she stood a step from the diaper bound young mare. "You're belly is so big, but you're too little to be pregnant. You're just a foal!"

Tears fell from Diamond Dream's eyes as she looked on... her pupils dilated with fear, not drugs. Not yet.

Buttercup had one question:

"Are you scared?"

The young mare nodded.

"Mmm-hmmm."

"Don't be!" The older mare beeped her nose, reaching for the pacifier and pulling it out. "Tell Mommy... what's got you so scared?"

There was no way she could think to answer that question, so she did her best to respond:

"I WANT TO GO HOME!"

Buttercup smiled cruelly.

"You are home, Sweetie," she replied, soothingly. "This is where you live. I don't know anywhere else you would!"

Her belly quaked and jostled, and words just left her mouth without thought... coming out weakly, but loud enough:

"I really have to go to the bathroom."

"You already did, Honey," Buttercup said, squeezing the mare's crinkly, swollen crotch. "You're too little for potty-training yet. See?"

She looked up, directly into her captor's eyes. "Please..."

Buttercup responded by beeping her nose and picking the pacifier up. "Open."

Diamond did as she was told and Buttercup beamed a smile directly into eyes her as she placed the rubbery bulb back in where it belonged and lips sealed over it.

"What to do, what to do...," the older mare thought aloud, reaching out with a hoof for Diamond's stomach. She put just a bit of pressure on her gut. "I think, Honey, maybe you might need a little help getting started. It'll make you feel better. Promise!"

Diamond shook her head, making audible objections beneath the pacifier. "No..."

"No, you're right... that's too predictable. Mommy doesn't want to be predictable... it's boring." She smiled at her new daughter. "Besides, you have to earn that, Sweetie. You're not going to swear at Mommy again, are you?"

Diamond shook her head, making the same sounds beneath her pacifier she had moments before, this time meaning compliance.

"Good!" Buttercup moved around the table, where she couldn't be seen, and stood for a moment. "Let's get you more comfortable, shall we?" With a loud click a lever was pulled and suddenly Buttercup's new Honey was tilted back, staring at the ceiling. If the shift had come much quicker the problem of her aching bowels would have solved it self right then and there. "There!" Another click and suddenly Diamond could move her hooves, though only her bottom ones, and only a bit. "Comfy?"

As Buttercup moved around the table again, all her "Honey" could do was look over at her, and attempt to free herself... shifting her weight back and forth, the pacifier falling from her mouth yonce again as she tried to wiggle her bottom hooves out of the restraints. Seeing this Buttercup giggled.

"Lemme go!" Diamond yelled, as the pacifier was placed back in her mouth and Buttercup held it in place.

"Shhh, shhh, shh... sweetie," Diamond looked up as Buttercup smiled at her. "You can squirm, wriggle and cry all you like, but it won't do you a bit of good. If anything, Mommy just thinks it's cute. Now, are you going to be a good girl for me?"

Buttercup released her hold on the pacifier, and it immediately fell, causing her to frown.

"Okay, Honey... we don't need to do that right now." She backed up, facing the front of the table, slowly leaning over it. Attempts to kick Buttercup in the head were met by her smile and the chain being just too short. "Do you remember that fun game we played last time you had an upset tummy, and how it made you feel all better when we were done?"

Diamond swallowed, instantly regretting not keeping the pacifier in her mouth. She shook her head. "No..."

"Well, I could just tickle you, sweetie... that'll make you feel better." She touched the tip of Diamond's hoof, then grabbed hold, bending down to lick it. "Tickling always makes you laugh. But I wanna be gentle with you, because you look so sick and sad." Buttercup leaned fully on the table, taking both of Diamond's hooves in her grasp. "I know what I'll do!"

With Diamond's hooves in her grasp, what Buttercup did was simple... she pushed one hoof in towards her captive's body, while pulling the other away, towards herself. Back and forth this went, almost like like Diamond Dream was running. The young mare felt immediate discomfort with this activity, shifting deep within her guts... she tried to keep her hooves still and fight Buttercup, but in doing so the pain just grew quicker and felt all that much more urgent. She could not object physically, the shifting ache in her gut simply mounted and mounded with each pump of her legs... knees staring to come almost into her barrel.

"STOP IT!"

Buttercup smiled.

"Relax, Honey! It's okay. Mommy will get you feeling all better..."

"Please!"

"Shhh.... it'll soon be over. I know it hurts now, but trust Mommy. Okay?"

All Diamond did was look up into Buttercup's smiling eyes, tears streaming down her own. It hurt so much. Her stomach gurgled loudly and she groaned, then... the motions sped up.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes...," Buttercup, said, smiling down at her captive. "Yes, Honey, relax. Let go!"

There was another gurgle, and rather than speeding up, Buttercup slowed down... pushing Diamond's knees harder into her stomach and pulling her legs out with more force. Then she sped up again, alternating... at a frequency Diamond could not anticipate. Nopony could, except for Buttercup.

Suddenly there was one more gurgle, this one had an external, guttural quality to it. Diamond's eyes instantly went wide, her pupils shrinking and her mouth forming a small O as a combination of lukewarm soapy water and diarrhea flooded her diaper. Much like a water balloon with a pinprick that tore, once it started it came out it all came at once. She lay there, on her back, eyes wide in horror, letting go finally just as Buttercup had wanted. It could be heard by both ponies quite clearly.

"Good girl!"

The two looked at each other, Buttercup's eyes slowly drifting down towards her new "Honey's" diaper.

"Don't you feel better?"

Diamond just looked away, towards the pink wall and wept, as Buttercup made her way around. The older mare opened what sounded like a drawer on the side... Diamond knew what she was getting, especially after she heard the sound of crinkling plastic that followed.

"Mommy's going to make it all better... this won't take long." Buttercup walked around the table, staring down at the younger mare in her captivity. She set all the supplies on the table. "Are you going to be a good girl?"

Diamond found herself nodding.

"Uh-huh."

"I'm so glad!" The older mare moved to Diamond's left side. "You promise?"

"Mm-hmm."

" Good!" She reached down and clicking was heard and soon Diamond was looking at the pacifier again. "Open, pretty please." Diamond did as she was told and felt the round, rubbery bulb being placed in her mouth. "You are just so cute when it goes in! Did you know that?"

Moving back to the front of the table, Diamond checked to see what Buttercup had. Aside from procuring a new, very large white diaper with blue strip down the middle, she also had a pink container of what appeared to be foal powder, and what looked like a container of wipes. The young mare cried quietly as she felt Buttercup reaching for her hips.

Scritch! ... Scritch!

Two tapes were undone. Diamond's silent crying turned into gentle, audible weeping... not too dissimilar to that of a tired foal. Buttercup's response was to gently rub her stomach in small circles. She did it with a feather touch, soothing.

"It's okay, Honey..." SCRITCH! "Mommy's got you." SCRITTTTCCH!!! "There."

Diamond continued to cry, careening her neck towards Buttercup's gaze, hoping to see something to plead with... what she saw was a faint smile and eyes down. Buttercup was too focused on her diaper, which she was in the process of being opened up. Her face did not change in expression, save a slight smile, and her voice sounded quite satisfied once the diaper fell open:

"My, you really had to go!" Buttercup smiled wide, grabbing the wipes and giving a gentle pat-pat to her new captive's tummy. "Oh, Honey... Mommy's going to take good care of you, you don't have to be upset!"

Upon hearing a wipe pulled from its container Diamond looked upwards, to the ceiling. She felt the cold, damp material, first against her inner thighs, then her personal bits, wiping downwards. At least Buttercup's touch was gentle. She tried to tune out what the older mare was doing to her, quietly sucking on the pacifier... focusing on some striations of the light through her teary eyes. Buttercup had no problem, however, giving her more personal areas a deep, more through clean... and it seemed to tickle slightly, causing the mare in bondage to scrunch up her face and wriggle in her restraints. This caused Buttercup to giggle in response.

"It's okay, Honey... I know it feels funny but I have to get you clean!"

She continued to stare upward as Buttercup wiped. Eventually Buttercup began manipulating her back end, folding over the diaper, looking around her rump... presumably to make sure she was clean.

"Bottom up!" she said. "And keep it up!"

Diamond reluctantly did as she was told, trying not to think about it.

Soon enough the diaper was away and Buttercup was balling it up, pulling it out of view. She then opened up the new diaper. Opened wide it looked almost big enough to be a blanket. Buttercup quickly stuck it under Diamond's bottom and, rather than telling her to lower her rump, she put just a smidge pressure on her hips and the captive complied.

Then out came foal powder. Without a word, just a few shakes, Buttercup sprinkled a liberal amount inside Diamond's diaper, dusting her personal bits quite thoroughly.

"Almost done..."

The power was set down near the table, and Buttercup leaned over, pulling the diaper snug between her new foal's legs. Diamond wept even louder as Buttercup smoothed it out against her hips and began to tape it up, bottom tapes first. Despite her haze, Diamond was yet again able to count all four tapes.

"There, there..." *SCCRRITCH-TAPE!* "You're all clean now!" *SCCRITCH! TAPE!* That wasn't so bad, was it?" SCRITCH! ... TAPE! "Such a pretty baby! Oh yes, yes, yes..." SCRITCH! TAPE. "Aaannd... there! All done."

Buttercup smiled down at her as Diamond looked up, the older mare still difficult to see in the blurry haze. The new baby sniffled, and Buttercup responded by reaching down and tenderly wiping her nose with a hoof.

"I know it's a lot Honey, I really do! There's so much you want to do but you're just too little to do any of it yet. It must be so frustrating!" Buttercup turned away, beginning to grab things and move them back towards where she got them from on the other side of Diamond. "But you've got me and I've got you!" She moved back in front of the table. "I won't ever judge you, and I'm always gunna keep you safe... Mommy's got you. You have to trust me, Sweetie. Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you, ever again. Promise."

Tears welled up in Diamond's eyes yet again as Buttercup beeped her nose, reaching down and grabbing the balled up dirty diaper by her side.

"Oh wow!" She showed the thing to Diamond, roughly the size of a large purse; yellow, white and brown. "It's so heavy and big! I must be feeding you really well, huh?" ZZZIIIPPP! From her stomach -- presumably a hip pack, Diamond could barely see -- out came a plastic bag. Along with it something heavy fell on the floor. "Drat." Buttercup picked it up, looking at it, then setting it down on the floor. "Doesn't appear broken... I think I should have Ironhoof just get plastic but I've read it's bad." She looked again at the diaper and smiled. "Into the trash this goes tonight, but not you... you're too special."

As she proceeded to bag up the dirty diaper, the pacifier fell. Diamond spoke:

"N- now that I've d-done what you wanted, Mommy... a-are you gunna let me go?"

Upon tying up the bag, Buttercup smiled.

"You've nowhere to go, silly, but here, and besides... I've got a surprise for you."

"Please... no more..."

"Sshhhh.... Shhh..."

There was a moment of silence where Diamond shut her eyes. She heard things being moved around in the dark and then Buttercup drawing near. At least with her eyes closed Diamond didn't have to see what was coming for her next... not that it would make a difference, it would just make it less scary. She was given a moment of peace, at least... and it lasted a few moments longer than expected.

* * *

"Open up, Honey!" Diamond heard Buttercup say in the darkness. She sat there, unmoving. "I said open."

Diamond opened up her eyes and looked at what was in front of her. A few inches from her mouth, Buttercup held a clear glass foal's bottle. The nipple faced towards her, a single drop of almost golden liquid preparing to fall on her chin. She looked up at Buttercup, then down at the bottle, then back up... her lip quivering. Buttercup's blue eyes remained unblinking, fixed on hers.

"It's good stuff! I made it special, just for you. This'll be the last thing you have to worry about tonight. Now open up and suckle-suckle!"

Diamond's lips barely opened.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. I promise!"

Diamond parted her lips barely an inch, looking up at Buttercup. Slowly and very gently Buttercup slipped the nipple inside her mouth, where, just as with the pacifier, Diamond wrapped her lips around the rubbery bulb.

"Suckle Honey!" Buttercup nodded. "It's good and good for you!"

Already able to taste something resembling warm milk on the bulb, Diamond did as she was told, sucking in and feeling a stream of thick, warm liquid escape the tip, filling her mouth. The taste resembled that of milk, but also honey, with a hint of clover. It was warm, but not lukewarm, and only slightly thick. She swallowed hard and repeated, continuing to look up at Buttercup, who reached down with her other hoof, gently stroking Diamond's mane. After just a few sucks the tip of the nipple was resting in a natural place towards the roof of her mouth and Buttercup came in even closer.

"Do you like it?"

"Ummm..."

"Is that a yes?"

Diamond nodded. "Uh... Uh-huh."

"Mommy's so happy." Diamond closed her eyes as Buttercup came in close. She felt the older mare kiss her forehead and winched. "Drink all you want, sweetie... Mommy can easily give you more."

Diamond continued to suck in and swallow. She did this for what felt like forever but was perhaps a minute and a half at best, and she finally felt herself beginning to suck in air.

"Oh my..." Buttercup retracted the tip. "All gone? All ready? What happened to all the crying, complaining, and carrying on that you were doing not even eight minutes ago?"

Diamond swallowed the remaining milk in her mouth.

"I was good."

"Yes, you were,! You really liked Mommy's milk, huh, Sweetie?"

"I guess."

"Good!" Buttercup set the bottle down on the table, unzipping her hippack and shifting a few things around inside it. "Because Mommy needed to pump it out real quick just for you!"

Diamond suddenly felt ill... that is to say ill in a way different than she had been a few moments before. She belched, tasting again what she had just drank down.

"Pump... it.. out?" The young mare looked at Buttercup. "C-c... come again?"

"It's Mommy's milk, silly!" Buttercup said, with a smirk, she picked up the bottle, pointed at her breast, then stuck it inside the hip pack. "You're going to get it everyday. It's very, very good for you and I'll never run out!"

Diamond stared at Buttercup. From deep inside her guts churned, upset... a bit of that milk came up without much warning on her cheeks, chin, and shirt.

"Oh, you poor thing!" Buttercup reached down, and wiped her mouth with a hoof. "Looks like you drank that down a little too quickly, huh?"

Diamond looked at Buttercup as she finished wiping off her face. Buttercup looked back at Diamond. The young mare began to breath heavily, becoming quicker by the second. Tears started forming in her eyes.

"Oh, Honey..." Buttercup picked up the pacifier and stuck it right in Diamond's mouth, watching the tears fall. "Mommy's going to have to go back upstairs now. Just suckle on your binky and try to go to sleep. In the morning Mommy will bring you food and change your diaper, then maybe, if there's time... we can play. Would you like that?"

The only sound to escape Diamond was a soft Mmmmm beneath her pacifier as she shook.

"Good." Buttercup stroked her mane again, smiled at her, and gently beeped her nose, then with everything collected... turned around and began to walk away.

The pacifier fell.

"PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Buttercup turned around by the stairs, smiling.

"Oh, Honey... I have to go. Mommy has work to do, plus it's getting late. You don't like hearing this, Mommy knows, but you need sleep. If you're good tomorrow, she'll see what she can do about spending some more time with you!"

"No..."

"Sorry, sweetie..." Buttercup approached briskly, picking up the pacifier. "Open."

Diamond did as instructed and closed her lips around the rubbery bulb as soon as it was placed inside.

"Just be a good baby girl... let go and relax. You're safe here!" She beeped her nose yet again before turning around. "There are no monsters here. You don't have to worry about them, ever again."

Diamond could hardly see due to the tears, but did not let the pacifier fall this time as Buttercup made her way to the stairs.

"Rest now. For mommy... have good dreams." She started up the stairs. "Good night, Sweetie."

Leaving Diamond there, Buttercup's hoof steps got further and further way, until Diamond heard the door close. She continued to cry and softly weep under the pacifier, until the lights went out, and then she cried and wept in the dark for a time she could not quite be sure.