WARNING: This chapter contains VERY dark themes, including past instances of many multiple murders, forced abortions, forced ideals leading to the illegal sterilization of thousands to millions over centuries, and one very twisted pony in a place of abused power who caused it all. If you would like to avoid this content, skip this chapter entirely and instead go to the next chapter's second portion (search for ~ ~ ~), as I've designed this story to make this chapter and dark content completely optional.

PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS VERSION IS DRASTICALLY CHANGED FROM THE ORIGINAL STORY'S CHAPTER! NOTE THE LACK OF THE 'GORE' TAG.

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Twilight was no less shocked than Apple Bloom had been when she ran to tell Twilight that she'd seen Big Mac mating with Applejack and told her Applejack had basically admitted her foal was his; to think that her own friend had done something so abhorrent as getting pregnant with a foal by her own brother. Such a thing had never happened in Ponyville, at least not under her watch.

Twilight couldn’t show Applejack mercy, Celestia had said; it’d be a public scandal if she were caught letting this 'disgusting aberration of nature' happen in her jurisdiction. Even with Twilight handling everything in the trial and sentencing correctly, Celestia had scolded her; one of those under Twilight’s command had gotten pregnant by her brother ten months prior and Twilight had never realized. Twilight’s punishment was to enact the punishment. Personally.

Applejack and Macintosh had been moved to Ponyville Hospital the date of their punishment, to the maternity wing. When Twilight arrived, she found that Granny Smith hadn’t showed up, but Apple Bloom was in the waiting room, rocking back and forth, a distant expression on her face.

“You did the right thing telling me, sweetie. What Applejack and Big Mac did was wrong, and now they need to be punished for it.” Twilight stopped and placed a hoof on Apple Bloom’s shoulder, “You should be proud of bringing them to justice…but please run along. You don’t want to hear this.” Twilight knew there would be screaming, to say the least. Her stomach churned at the thought.

Apple Bloom nodded solemnly, walking away like a robot while Twilight went into the operating room.

Applejack and Macintosh were restrained in the type of beds that would have normally been used for delivering foals, made so that the bottom half split apart to spread a patient’s hind legs; a sick irony, given their current use to prevent these two from ever producing more foals to deliver. These tables, though, were modified so buckled nylon straps were there, pinning all four limbs of the 'patients' and making movement impossible. They also completely exposed both ponies' genitals to Twilight, another strap pinning their tails to the table's base. There were doctors present in case of emergency, but this procedure was Twilight’s responsibility, so they gave a short bow to her and left her to it.

Applejack’s very pregnant belly was quite large, and with a quick magical scan of the fetus within, Twilight knew she had only a bit over a month left before she delivered a new life into the world, but in Equestria, the punishment for a crime did not wait. The foal's life may have to be forfeited too, if it wasn't developed enough to survive outside the womb.

Twilight looked as stoic as she could. She had spent all the previous night reading a book on how to do the procedures and made lists to make sure she didn’t forget anything. Everything should be okay, she kept telling herself, though that growing pit in her stomach told her otherwise. She had, after all, never performed a surgery, let alone involuntary ones on two ponies she cared deeply for.

“Hey Twilight,” Applejack said, her voice shaking in fear, “We get painkillers, right?” She hoped Twilight may give her a pass on this, but Twilight simply shook her head 'no'.

“You know better, you heard the law read,” Twilight scolded. Lack of anesthesia was part of the punishment; they would only get a cloth-wrapped wooden rod to bite down on to muffle their screams and prevent them from cracking their teeth from gritting them.

“And that’s PRINCESS Twilight, mare.” Twilight said firmly. She had never insisted on the title being used before, let alone by one of her closest friends, but she was enacting a punishment as a princess; it was inappropriate to acknowledge friendship with the criminals.

“Sorry, Princess Twilight,” Applejack corrected, tears rolling down her face, shivering. She had done this to herself, Twilight thought. Even still, she felt that worming guilty feeling in her gut that she just couldn't get rid of.

“You two have broken a sacred law passed by Celestia,” Twilight continued sternly, “the law banning incest and incestuous inbreeding. Do the lawbreakers understand why this penalty must be enacted?”

“Yes, Yer Majesty,” Applejack sniffled.

“Eeyup…P-Princess,” Macintosh said. His voice was shaking even more than Applejack’s, and he visibly jerked when Twilight’s eyes focused on him.

“Do the lawbreakers have anything else to say before the procedures begins?” Twilight said all the things she was supposed to.

“Ah’m sorry Ah made ya do this, P-Princess, Twilight,” Applejack choked on a sob.

“I will start with the stallion. I will state the sentence again for clarity: the punishment for incestuous breeding, for a stallion, is the complete surgical removal of both testicles, so that such a vile act cannot be repeated," She then turned to Applejack. "and for a mare, punishment is for her to have her uterus, Fallopian tubes, and both ovaries surgically removed and her cervix sealed, so that she will not bear the fruit of her kin again."

"In the case of the pregnancy still existing at time of punishment, as is your case..." Twilight said, seeing Applejack's tears flow at the mention of her unborn child, "...the foal may be spared if it is developed enough to survive outside the mother after its removal from the uterus, by choice of the jurisdiction's Princess. As the standing Princess of Ponyville, I will grant this mercy." Twilight got at least some solace at the relief that crossed Applejack's face.

"Thank ya...and Ah'm so sorry ya gotta do this, Princess..."

"The accused are also legally barred from ever seeking mystically-based fertility treatments, or mystically-based or any other replacement or reconstructive surgery of the reproductive organs, lest the treatment-administering doctor be permanently barred from their practice and otherwise punished appropriately,” Twilight stated emotionlessly, giving no reply to Applejack's apology and walking toward Macintosh. Mac was wide-eyed and hyperventilating at this point, while Applejack silently mourned the potential new lives that would never be hers to hold or love once she was forcibly sterilized; the new lives Mac would never be able to sire once he was.

Macintosh nodded, tears streaming down his own face now. Twilight was tempted to scold him for being dramatic, given that he was only getting what he himself earned, but figured it was best to let him get it all out now. That way they could put this all behind them afterward as well as they could.

“Ah’m sorry, brother, 'bout the orchard. Ah just wanted one more time before the foal was born...” Applejack said, barely restraining herself from breaking down again.

“Silence,” Twilight said in her ‘angry mother’ tone, “The criminals will NOT speak to one another until after the procedures are completed. I’d rather not be forced to use magical means to...ensure your cooperation.”

“Y-yes Princess,” Applejack stammered, flinching as if she expected to be immediately flogged for speaking.

Twilight looked at Macintosh’s thick sheath and pendulous, virile balls. It peeved Twilight that Macintosh was making her destroy such beautiful things, and she felt awkward that she’d had his large cock spurting its virile load inside her just the night before he was was arrested, soothing her personal needs. She’d miss slurping that full, virile ballsack while she jacked him off with her magic. The same balls that had given her a foal months past, which she still carried today.

But, laws were laws.

“You could have saved a lot of trouble if you’d just settled for knocking me up, or any of the other mares you have already,” Twilight sighed at Macintosh, “Just so you know, stallion, I am pregnant with your foal as well...but you just had to go and fuck your sister pregnant instead of choosing to be with the princess...”

Mac felt a bestial pride even at this point of learning he'd given a princess a foal...even if that same princess was now going to take his ability to give any other mares such a gift. At least, he thought, maybe the other mares whom he'd given foals to would allow him to see and be a father to them, if they didn't ban him from visitation of his children after hearing of his publicly-announced crimes. He was also thankful to Twilight for allowing him to possibly keep the foal he'd made with Applejack...if it survived.

Twilight looked at the tray of instruments, taking a deep breath in an attempt to remain as detached as possible as she mentally prepared herself to surgically and magically sterilize her friends. She picked up the emasculator and other tools with her magic, making overly-certain all were magically sterilized, sharpened, and functional, as if reluctant to begin. Macintosh couldn’t take his eyes off those tools; the tools that would soon take part of his stallionhood away.

“Mare, stallion,” Twilight warned when she saw Applejack and Mac look away, tapping Mac's balls with visible magic, “Eyes here. Part of your sentence is to watch the procedure throughout. Both criminals must watch both punishments.”

Applejack nodded quietly and turned to look at her brother's plump balls for the final time before he was castrated, showing a shamed expression that this was happening to Mac because of her encouragement. Because of her desire to have a foal with him, he would never have another.

“Very well,” Twilight sighed as she raised a parchment up to her face. Oh Celestia, she had made a list, Applejack thought, “Shave the patient's surgical site.”

Twilight picked up a straight razor, checking its sharpness. Mac had never been more still as she brought it to his leg, not that avoiding injury to his balls served any purpose given he was about to lose them. His fur was rather thick, but Twilight had enchanted and honed the blade so it would cut easily, shaving his inner thighs from above his knee up to around his sheath. Her magic held his balls firmly as she shaved them too, very carefully removing each hair until they were completely black-skinned instead of red-furred.

Twilight glared at Mac when he got an erection from the ball-fondling, but he couldn’t help it. A mare he had knocked up with a foal, and fucked recently too, was fondling his sack with telekinesis; what was he supposed to do? Instead, Twilight ignored it as she stood after she'd admired his lovely cock and balls for a while more.

"...next, um...s-shave the mare above and around the uterine area..." Twilight said as she sat down the parchment next to Mac, who was clearly looking and sounding on the verge of panic. As she resharpened the straight-razor with her magic, slowly, she picked up the parchment for her notes on a full hysterectomy and bilateral oophorectomy. “S-shave the area,” Twilight repeated, then produced the same razor that she had shaved Mac with, though found that it was significantly easier to shave a mare. There was no unintentional arousal involved with Applejack; she was so dry that it practically chafed when she shifted her hips.

Applejack stayed stark still as she felt the cold blade shaving her very pregnant belly, her motherly instincts firing off as she felt something sharp so near her baby. Twilight, however, masterfully shaved the whole swollen mound meticulously, getting every hair without so much as nicking her...as though she were stalling. Twilight could feel the life within her friend's womb shifting at the vibrations, her heart aching already as she wondered just how he would look. How her best friend's only son would look.

Finally, when not a single hair could be found on Applejack's gravid belly or pelvis, leaving only her pink skin visible, Twilight sighed, making sure once more that the equipment was sterile, before finally picking up the castration instructions again with a sigh.

“One: Identify two testicles.” Twilight read from her list as she finished up. As she placed the razor back on the table, Mac's erection had long been deflated, perhaps to never rise again.

She grasped Mac’s balls again in her magic, now focused on him like an object to be altered rather than a pony; it helped distance herself further from their to-be-dead friendship and romantic relationship. Mac probably would never even want to see their foal when it was born after this, let alone want anything to do with her.

“Step two: apply local anesthesia. Skip,” Twilight commented, ignoring the step for adding anesthesia, since that specifically wasn’t allowed by the law, “Step three: Identify the perineum on stallion..."

Twilight grasped the flesh just behind his ball sack, stretching it as far as she could, hearing Mac whimpering. “Stallion, please be a bit more mature about this,” Twilight scolded him, “I haven’t even started cutting. Speaking of cutting though, step four: make two half-inch incisions on either side of the bottom of the scrotum, beneath each testicle.” Twilight picked up the emasculator and a scalpel in her magic again, moving towards Mac's crotch...

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The night before Applejack and Mac's trial, it was dark in Canterlot Castle as Luna and one of her nighttime guards patrolled the castle. While they were doing this, a pink Pegasus mare with Lunar Guard Captain armor was busily reading about Equestria laws that were put into effect over the past millennium.

Captain Passion Silverstreak put one of her hooves to an aged parchment recovered from a long-lost archive she'd gotten her hands on; she had learned about this so called ‘taboo law’, where members of family cannot marry or breed with other members of the same family, and had read upon its origin after losing her own ability to breed because of it. She had loved her brother and allowed him to plant his seed in her during her heat, but the next month they'd been caught making love again and a forced abortion for her and sterilization for both were ordered and executed.

Her brother didn't survive when a so-called 'accidental miscalculation' happened in the surgery, causing him to die of exsanguination from the 'accidental' severing of both testicular arteries during the castration, and blatant lack of any effort to stop the bleeding. She'd never been able to prove it was intentional, and it was simply brushed under the rug after the surgeon was forever banned from practicing again, but she knew that Princess Celestia had intentionally killed her brother for publicly speaking out against this law in their trial; calling Celestia 'heartless' and 'an archaic old mule' for passing and strictly maintaining it, especially on the very limited stallion population; even during a serious population crisis, given the lack of many colts being born in the past fifty years.

Hearing that the Element of Honesty had bred with her brother, one of the most sought-after studs in Ponyville, and both may be scheduled for sterilization the next morning after her trial - and with her during her tenth month of pregnancy no less - infuriated Passion into looking up this law once more. This time, however, she dug deeper than ever, calling in all her favors and getting hold of documents kept secreted away for millennia.

Princess Luna walked into her friend's bedroom, seeing her Captain of the Night Guard hunched over the desk and sighed; it was, after all, a common sight. “Passion,” Luna said, softly placing a hoof on the back of the named pony, the latter's wings shuffling in reaction, “why don't you get some rest and keep working tomorrow? You need to be well-rested and on guard to effectively run my Guard.”

Passion gave a stern glare to the deep-blue alicorn, which made her flinch. “No, not yet...” Passion said simply but intensely, “what's to happen to Applejack and Big Macintosh was enough for me to look into this more, not to mention...what happened to my brother and myself last year. What I witnessed, my brother bleeding to death while everypony just WATCHED his lifeblood drain out of him, when its flow could have easily been clamped off, was a crime in itself. But I did find something. Finally, after all these years, I found proof that this so-called 'law'…it's illegal and a quack!”

Luna looked at the pink Pegasus with surprise at what she said. She looked over Passion's shoulder and saw a copy of the bill drafted and signed in by her sister Celestia that focused on the so called 'taboo law' and its strict punishments. “These records from a long-forgotten archive, hidden away somewhere the princess would never find them, was only recently rediscovered in a secret room of the second basement of a contact of mine," Passion said, dragging some other yellowed papers over with a wing, "they show how this law, along with many others limiting sexual activity based on species, the pony's tribe, or even their blood relation, were drafted nine centuries ago. This was while you were still trapped on the Moon, your Highness."

"Proceed, you have my attention," Luna assured, and Passion nodded.

"According to these transcripts, and signed as valid by the Trusted Transcriptor of the time, the laws presented got only one 'yay' vote by Celestia, while the rest of the committee it was presented to voted 'neigh' on them and dropped them. I, however, found in other records of inmates, that the names of many that were imprisoned for life - as well as being castrated or otherwise sterilized for obviously non-existent or falsified crimes of incest, what with some not even having the siblings they were accused of having sex with - in the Canterlot dungeons, matched the ones of the ponies, who voted no. As well, many of those who have actively spoken out about these archaic laws being lifted in more recent years are the ones now within those cells or sterilized, or both."

Luna was shocked. All of what she had read, all of the proof laid out before her, showed that her sister was at fault here; at fault for the illegal castration and forced sterilization of hundreds to millions of mares and stallions, responsible for millions of unnecessary deaths, unborn and born alike, as well as the possible murders of the many who had opposed her many illegitimate laws.

Passion then grabbed her saddlebags and put all the fake laws and bills into it, as well as proof of their fallacy. “I am presenting this to Captain Shining Armor immediately for an arrest warrant, and then to Celestia herself officially and the media tomorrow. I've been right all this time about this. I just wish...” Luna noticed tears forming in Passion's eyes, anguish in her voice, “... I should've done this sooner. I could have saved him. Could have saved my foal. Our foal.”

Luna wrapped a wing around her captain and embraced her in a warm hug, listening to her explaining how her brother had died, and how she had been sterilized as well. “I know the pain of losing family must hurt you a lot Passion. You and your brother would've had a wonderful foal that would've done great things, I'm sure. I just wish I was back from the Moon before what had happened to both of them. There are so many things Celestia has been hiding from me...this is clearly one of them,” Luna said, comforting the mare as Passion cried into her chest, "You, however, needn't worry about confronting Celestia. I will take care of that myself."

Celestia, meanwhile, had just finished a luxurious bath, stepping out with her mane in a towel. To her utter surprise, dozens of Royal and Lunar guards walked in and surrounded Celestia, an anti-magic ring being forced onto her horn before she could react, along with her being physically restrained. "What is the meaning of this? Unhoof me at once!" she commanded, but it was ignored.

Captain Shining Armor and Princess Luna walked up to Celestia and placed chained shackles on her forelegs and hindlegs. “Celestia,“ Luna said, “you are under arrest for multiple crimes against Equestrian society; including the illegal enactment of denied laws, multiple hundreds to millions of murders of born and forcibly aborted foals, as well thousands of adult ponies, surrounding the illegally-implemented 'Taboo Law', including the deaths of Captain Silverstreak's child and brother. You will hereby be imprisoned in Canterlot Castle, fully bound, until your trial is held tomorrow.”

Celestia gave no resistance as she was then escorted to the dungeons to await her trial. She had cleansed the land of its filth for as long as she could, she thought with a smile, but only wished she could have cleansed more.

Author's Note

Celestia is one twisted bitch, no?