Reversed Paradise

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Journal Log 47

After thinking about it, and after some coaxing from the Doctor, I've decided to live like a mare for the last few days. Nothing over the top. Just doing girl stuff with the Doctor and with the friends I made along the way.

Treron was a big help since she was an actual female. She took us to her favorite hangouts. Having a hooficure at a spa was odd. It was also odd that both the Doctor and Miss Hydraulic took to it like it was natural. Then again, it must have been just me not fully relaxing. I understood Hydraulic with how she was already wearing the most girly clothing she can put on and having done this before. But the Doctor was… Well, the Doctor, never have I once seen him be feminine in any way.

Then again, the Doctor was not an actual pony, so what did I know?

Getting to talking while at the spa, Treron mentioned her own children which got the Doctor to reminisce . I was surprised to find out that he, well she right now, was a parent. The Doctor said it was when he was the prime minister of his home, he had decided to stop traveling the universe for a time and settle down. There was a hint of longing and sadness as she talked about it. It was something none of us wanted to press her on… For somepony that is hundreds of years old, I could imagine that only Celestia could truly understand her.

Fortunately Hydraulic was able to change the topic, but unfortunately it was to something more private. It was one thing that Treron was here, but now that the Doctor was with us, I’d rather not have her know what I’ve been up to. Then it got worse when the Doctor shared some of her memories about his lovers. I was floored. The names were off, but there were clearly both male and female names. Some that sounded like they were neither.

I guess, when you're hundreds of years old, you end up in all sorts of relationships.

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Journal Log 48

It really felt like the Doctor was making up for lost time since she was dragging everypony everywhere for the last few days. Still, now that I was not so hung up on all the mare stuff, I did enjoy myself more than I had the first few days. Dressing up and going out dancing was not my thing, but I still had fun. It was also funny to see Derpy blush when the Doctor came out in quite a lovely dress for a ballroom dance.

Stern and I also enjoyed a nice slow dance, much like back home, with it being so much easier when I didn’t have to lead. Still, it was odd being the mare in all this after having grown up to be a gentil colt and all, but it was nice to be on the other side for once.

We only have one day left, and to say I’ll miss this place… Truthfully, I doubt I’ll ever tell anypony about this, ever. Records aside, this adventure has been way too exciting in ways way too embarrassing to ever want to share. Not only was it something a proper gentle colt like me should never do, but it was something no pony should ever do.

That said, I do plan on one last… event, before we leave. Hydraulic has already booked us some time at the club, so while the Doctor and others are out sightseeing, Stern and I will have some fun.

I don’t know why, but I feel that the Doctor already knows since she had booked a sightseeing tour without us.

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The music pounded as Feather waited just off the stage, feeling like a bit of an idiot. The bit of alcohol she had helped calm her nerves a little, but clearly not enough.

She had figured that she might as well do something crazy since there was no way in Tartarus she was ever coming back to this planet again. She also had a scratch she wanted to itch. To get it over and done with before her sanity returns.

So now Feather was back at the BDSM club and was about to do a live performance in front of a crowd of perverts. Why? Because Feather had come to understand that she needed some control. To take charge of her urges and kinks. Or this is what her psychologist had explained. They had explained that if Feather managed to make a situation where she was both in control and not in control, she may help regress her own mind.

The only problem was that Feather had developed a kink for not being in control, which left her frustrated. The bigger problem was this kink was also sexual in nature. It stemmed from her misadventures on this planet.

Fortunately Miss Hydraulic had a solution of which Feather was slow to agree with. It being her going full sub and in front of a crowd.

Exposure therapy was considered the best in small amounts, but Feather didn't have that time to fix her head over a year so she agreed to the idea.

Now Feather was dressed in latex; legs and waist. An animal collar was around her neck and my tail wrapped at the base. To add to this mess, she had gotten several "temporary" piercings, feeling that she might as well go all the way. At that point she had rings not just on her ears, but one in the middle of her nose, on the nipples of a now mostly deflated breasts, and one for her genitals. It was stupid and a bit painful, but it did add more excitement to the idea of showing it off.

She was now a full deviant, if only for tonight. But it was also on her terms and in a safe place. It would start when she wanted it to start, and end when she wanted it to end. Yes, she was debasing herself in front of others, being given orders that would humiliate her and treated like an object, but only because she approved.

Feather was not alone as four other creatures were here to do their own show. Some were like Feather, doing this to sort out their heads before leaving. Others were simply just having one last blast. And one was an employee who did the more extreme stuff for the show.

The lights dimmed and a spotlight beamed onto the stage which signaled that it was time. Stern trotted over dressed in what looked like a fashionable yet intimidating latex uniform. He was, of course, Feather's partner in this show, and Feather trusted no other pony as much as Stern.

He looked just as nervous as Feather felt so she gave him a kiss on the cheek to calm his nerves.

With a click, a thin latex leash was attached to the collar around Feather's neck which was held on by Stern.

"I think we've gone a bit too far here." Stern said with an awkward smile.

Feather rolled her eyes. "I'll tell you if we're going too far."

He gave Feather that knowing look. The kind you give to a pony that's known for causing trouble but says they will not be trouble. She could understand, but before, she had been confused and stupid. Now she knew what she was doing, though still felt just as dumb.

"I know, I know. But we're doing this together, and I trust you." Feather further reassured Stern.

That sealed the deal. Andnd, led by the collar, Feather trotted out on stage.

Watching Feather were many creatures lounging around in different kinds of fetish wear. Most were in the far back where they either enjoyed some other entertainment or watched hungrily. Others that were closer had similar outfits as Stern. Both males and females \served by one or more creatures dressed similarly as Feather. It was safety standards as no pony wanted any creature to be unintentionally hurt because of a rogue button or zipper.

Feather tried to ignore that several of them were alredy in the act of having sex with some others having just finished and were relaxing. The smell of it was thick in the air, thus making Feather's nose scrunch a little.

Eyes were now on her which was filled with hunger and lust. The feeling of it was uncomfortable which made her almost change her mind and run. But seeing Stern leading the way calmed her down. Even if a creature would dare jump on stage, Stern was in his right to knock them off.

Lights flickered and booming music started which announced the start of their show. Pulling on her leash, Feather was made to heel like a dog, acting like Stern's well trained pet. Small acts of humiliation all while her privates were exposed to the crowd caused cheers and whistles.

They expressly enjoyed Feather rolling over which slowed down enough to give them all a good view of her pierced and now wet pussy. It was humiliating, but she was enjoying it.

The next stage of the show then started as a red rope, blinders, and a ring gag was brought out. This got the audience even more excited along with Feather herself.

Already skilled with tying knots, Stern gently began tying Feather up the rope in a criss-crossing diamond pattern. The blinders made it so she could see only what was in front of her and the ring gag was more a harness. Two bars had also been brought out with the rope weaving through them. This forced Feather’s legs apart as more pressure was applied to her body. With each loop, each knot, and each crossing of rope, it became tighter, digging into her fur and skin.

Feather's movement had been restricted completely. The rope dug into her all over. With a tug, everything hurts with a dull pain, but not a bad pain. She couldn't help but feel like some tied up beast or some secured package now. How she still stood up made her feel like a doll.

The topping on this degenerate was how Stern managed to tie her breasts. They had still been slightly protruding, but not enough to be noticeable. Now they were clearly visible since they were forced out by the rope bondage. If she was still lactating, Feather knew she would be squirting milk from this.

Feather's vaginal fluid started to creep down her leg. Her body grew even more hungry to be fucked. But it was not time for the climax yet since Feather was to be humiliated even further.

With a click, Stern attached wheels to the mettle bars that kept Feather from moving. She was paraded around the stage like some toy pony, thus giving several creatures a closer look. She could not just feel their eyes on her, but their breath.

The music shifted. It was time for the next stage. The audience cheered as the ropes became tighter. This time Feather’s front and back legs were forced together and she fell face down and ass up. This was followed by a loud crack as Feather's ass was whipped, causing her to let out a moan.

She knew this was next, and Stern was clearly holding back. The whipping was hurting but doing any real damage. Still, Feather was not enjoying it as much as she had hoped. It made her moan but also made her wonder if it hurt Stern as well to do it.

After the third whip, Feather began wiggling her ass as she contored herself to look at Stern, fluttering her eyes. Getting the message, Stern tossed the whip aside and smiled. It was time for the climax.

Trotting up to Feather, Stern teased the smaller mare as his dick rubbed up on her pussy. Caressing her privates with his dick caused Feather to shiver with pleasure and a drool formed in her mouth which pooled on the floor near her head.

After another moment of teasing, Feather felt her hips being pushed apart as Stern's thick cock entered her body. It found it tight but a welcoming fit. He went shallow at first, but went deeper with each thrust.

All the pain Feather had from trying to take Stern was gone. It was replaced by pure pleasure. The feeling of it all made her head go fuzzy and her face feel hot. It was like she was on the drug again, but cleaner and far more pleasurable.

Feather felt her body convulse as she orgasimed. During this time she had lost control of herself. Pain, humiliation, and pleasure had all mixed together in a euphoric moment. Then another orgasim came as Feather fainted. Her vision faded.

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Waking up on Stern's lap, Feather found that she was still in the BDSM club and in a VIP booth. On stage was the employee doing some sort of midair dance while holding onto ribbons.

"Look who's awake. Had so much fun, ya passed out," Miss Hydraulic Press announced with an amused chuckle.

Feather slowly regained her bearings. Her hips felt like she had run a marathon and the ropes, that were still wrapped around her, didn't help. Fortunately it didn't restrict Feather’s movement by much. It just dug into her, so she was not bothered. What did make her a little concerned was how her breast stuck out, and felt… bloated.

Touching them, they were considerably sensitive. It sent a shiver up her spine. "Is.. this normal?" she asked in concern.

Miss Hydraulic shrugged. "Sometimes. you have been here for a while so some side effects can happen. Don't tell no pony, but I actually cycled some time back. Not fun, to say the least, but my fault for keeping up with health checks."

She then scooted up to Feather, giving her breasts a slight slap. Again pleasure quivered up her spine. Annoyed, Feather playfully slapped Hydraulic back which only got the mare to get closer.

A groan came from Stern as Feather felt something hard rising from under her. "If you two girls are going to mess around, maybe don't while you're on my lap," Stern requested.

Feather chucked as she began to stroke Stern's dick, not caring about the others watching them. "And what if I want to stay on your lap?"

Hydraulic then joined in. "Come on. You're big enough to share."

Stern sighed and smiled "Thanks goodness we're leaving soon. Fun as this all is, we're getting too used to this crazy shit.”

Music pounded which almost drowned out the sound of slapping flesh and lust filled moans. Feather and Stern let their inhibitions go to the delight of those around them.

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Journal Log 49

So the day had come when we could all say goodby to this weird yet lovely paradise world. With everything packed up and, other than feeling a little sick, I was feeling quite good.

The psychiatrist was quite good at helping me straighten out my thoughts, though it also helped that they were psychic too. Actually being able to literally walk through my memories helped a lot in understanding myself. I still was not expecting to see myself getting fucked as though I was an outsider. I mean, little me and all those big… creatures.

But that’s not why I’m writing this. Actually, I had already packed this away in the hopes to finally seal it away and to never be seen again. Just reading through it has been embracing on it’s own. Sooo….

I’m pregnant.

Yes, they did a non-invasive physical scan of us before it was time to go. After the scan a bunch of red lights went off. I had to be rushed for a still non-invasive but deeper scan. They thought that somehow I had gotten a parasite so they needed to make sure it wasn't dangerous or infectious. Having creatures from all over the galaxy come here to vacation also meant they needed to make sure nasty stuff didn’t come in or get out.

Like I wrote in just above, turns out I was pregnant which was a different problem entirely. Mainly that leaving the planet at this time could do two things. One was the possibility of this killing me as I turn back into a stallion while the fetus turns into a cancerous tumor, or two; make my change permanent as my body protects the life inside me. There were other things listed as problems, and frankly, I had a hard time following after they said I was pregnant. My parents certainly didn’t prepare me for this possibility while I was growing up!

I did catch their explanation of how this happened. Turns out the drugs that I had been given that caused a false pregnancy. it also wrecks the contraception injections that were all given. It’s rare, and for most creatures this doesn't happen at all, but because I was so small and had so much of that stuff in me, it happened. This is why I don’t like being popular as either a pony or as a sex toy.

Personally, at first, I just wanted this to be over and done with as this was not planned and I wanted off this planet. But they had laws about terminating a pregnancy. it required both parties involved so long as they are legally bound to me. I jokingly said that unless. That it was Sterns and nopony had a say in what I do with my body.

Turns out it was Stern’s… which caused Stern to faint.

So now I sit here, annoyed and a bit scared, waiting for Stern to wake up so we can have a talk.

Strangely, a part of me wants to keep it.

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