Sapphire was back in Ponyvillle, still flushed with pride at having pleased her Master and mother, and happier still that she had gotten to keep her two new slaves as well. Now she could shape them however she wanted, and the creative yet perverted mind of the dracony wanted to reshape them in a brand new image.

All in all, her first day at School had been quite productive for Sapphire. She might find herself visiting the school again in the future, but for now, it was the weekend, and she had something special planned. She had called her two slaves to meet with her at Silver Spoon’s house, in her pocket a lovely gift from Zecora.

When Sapphire entered Silver Spoon’s home, she found it to have an old-fashioned nature. The design was from a century ago, the rooms were lacking the most modern appliances, the rugs scratchy and rough, and the wallpaper was falling off the walls. Still, the home could have only been afforded by a rich and well-funded house.

Silver Spoon’s parents were like their home. The two were stuffy and old-fashioned, and neither was a particularly good catch for her Master’s harem. Nevertheless, Sapphire had presented herself as the elegant and well-respected friend that her parents would adore. It was all too easy to charm the two, even whilst keeping the true nature of Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara hidden.

They found Sapphire effortlessly charming and were all too eager to taste Sapphire’s special brew of tea, and though they did not know it they quite enjoyed her special ingredient. ‘Spoiling solution’ Zecora had called it, and when consumed, it would make a parent unable to resist any request from an offspring.

“This is a very good tea, Sapphire,” Silver Spoon’s mother said, draining the last drops from her teacup. “What’s your secret?”

“Just an old family recipe, but before we continue any longer, I think Silver Spoon has something to ask you,” Sapphire said, sending a silent signal to the young girl to discuss what they had already agreed upon.

“Well you see, I was telling Sapphire how good doctors you two were and she asked me how good you two were at cosmetic surgery,” Silver Spoon asked, rubbing her thumbs against each other nervously.

“Hmm, is she interested?” Silver Spoon’s mother asked, with polite curiosity. Before she left Canterlot, Sapphire had suggested to her father to ask whether these two were master cosmetic surgeons but that had no effect on their overall opinion. She could sense that despite the open politeness she disapproved. There was a notable twitch in her eye. “You’re already beautiful as you are.”

“You are much too kind, but I’m not asking on my own behalf. Rather I’m here to request your services for these two girls here,” Sapphire said with a casual grace. “I wish to change the bodies of your daughter and her friend into walking bimbo whores.”

There was a sharp silence, as everyone’s mouths dropped in shock. Both parents and slaves looked at Sapphire as if she was insane. But the dracony didn’t mind the stares, simply stirring her own tea with her pinky extended.

“What did you just say?” Silver Spoon’s mother hissed, spit flying from her lips. To her left Silver Spoon's father's fist was shaking in anger.

“I’m just echoing your daughter’s thoughts Ma’am, isn’t that right Silver Spoon?” Sapphire asked calmly, eyes flicking over to her new pet. The young girl nodded tentatively.

“Silver, you want this?” Silver Spoon’s father gasped in shock and she nodded.

“Yes I do, and I want Diamond Tiara to receive the same treatment,” Silver Spoon looked to her Mistress and received her smile. Encouraged, she took a deep breath and raised her clenched hands with a firm determination. “I want to be a walking wet dream. I want to be a living blow-up doll on Mistress Sapphire’s arm.”

This certainly surprised Silver Spoon’s parents. The two looked at each other with shock, then looked at their daughter and their daughter’s owner. “What do you mean by Mistress Sapphire, dear?”

“Mom and Dad, let me introduce you to Sapphire. She’s my Mistress and I’m her slave, Diamond Tiara as well. We want our bodies to be exactly as our Mistress desires, would you please make it so?” Silver Spoon asked, putting on her best puppy-eyed expression.

“Well, if that’s what you want, dear, then how could we possibly say no?” Silver Spoon’s father asked, caving before her daughter’s request effortlessly. “What did you have in mind?”

“Whatever my Mistress wants.” Silver Spoon answered.

“And don’t worry about the cost,” Diamond Tiara added, desperate to be useful. “I can pay for it. My Mistress shouldn’t pay any expense.”

And so it was that Sapphire was given the opportunity to redraft her slave’s bodies to her wish. Sapphire already had the perfect idea of how she wanted to shape them. Huge exaggerated proportions, a perfect sex doll that would make it clear to all the world that these girls were made for.

Sapphire though, had retired back to her boutique when the surgery was underway. It was time for her mother’s boutique to be opened, and Sapphire was not one to neglect her duty to her mother’s dream for even a single day. And she shared her mother’s dream of every mare in Ponyville wearing an outfit fit for a stripper, all for her father’s enjoyment.

Whilst there, she sent out a text to her Aunt and her friends, summoning them to the boutique. She was quite eager to show them what she had done to their former bullies, and perhaps get a chance to have some fun together.

“Ya’ll lucky that Applejack was able to cover for me at home. Granny Smith and Big Mac are getting right ol’ suspicious these days,” Applebloom said, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle following behind her.

“You’re an adult, now Applebloom. You shouldn’t be bossed around by your granny anymore.” Sweetie Belle said. “Only Mistress Rarity should be bossing us now.”

“Just ignore her and do what you want, that’s what I do when going to the strip club,” Scootaloo said stretching, a goofy grin on her face as she remembered one particular stripper. “You’re an adult, you can do what you want.”

“Alternatively, my dear Applebloom, there are ways to bring your family around,” Sapphire said, turning away from the outfit she had been working on, and facing her mother’s cumdumpsters. “And I’ve heard that our lovely witch Zecora has a potion that can wipe the years off a pony. But enough about that, I have a few guests approaching dears, and I think you’ll love to meet them.”

As if on cue, the door opened, and Sapphire’s newly perfected bimbos stepped through the door. Their tits had been expanded several cup sizes, their lips had been inflated to be permanently kissable, and their asses turned large. They were like porn stars, exactly as Sapphire wanted.

“You two look just like I wanted, my own personal blow-up dolls. Your father does great work.” Sapphire praised, causing the two to beam, but then they saw the CMC there and froze.

“What are you three doing here?” Diamond Tiara gasped, shivering from fear.

“I invited them here, I heard you three knew each other,” Sapphire explained, drinking in their nerves. “You two shouldn’t be scared, there are no secrets here. They’re just like you, isn’t that right?”

“You mean Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are slaves too?” Scootaloo asked, before a wicked grin formed on her face. “That’s so cool.”

That broke the silence between the girls as they all smiled and rushed over to their new comrades in slavery. Their hands roamed around their former bullies’ new bodies, smiles of triumph on their faces.

“So you’re my sister’s new slaves?” Sweetie Belle asked, her hands molesting the silicone breasts of Silver Spoon.

“My slaves actually.” Sapphire chirped, watching with delight. “But I remember you three said you had a history at school. Want to take a little bit of revenge?”

“Well Ah certainly wouldn’t mind a little fun,” Applebloom said, eyes drinking in the two with malicious intent. Her own hands molested Diamond Tiara’s ass, her own lips pressing against her former bully. Sapphire just watched with a perverted grin, pulling up a lounge chair and spreading her legs. Two fingers slipped under her dress, as the orgy before her began.

“It’s my own personal porn show,” Sapphire said, with a wicked girn as the two groups stripped each other and started to explore each other’s bodies. “Give me a good show, girls.”

“Yes, Mistress!”

Author's Note

I know the image isn’t anthro, but it was the best I could find for what I was going for. Speaking of images, I've ordered the next commission from Nauth, it's a Sapphire/Rarity threesome. So that poll is closed, thank you to everyone who took part, I've also recently a sketch for the Chrysalis Hatchlings, hopefully, the final product won't be as long a wait.

Special thanks to ShadowLDrago for the idea for this chapter. The poll for the next chapter is still ongoing, it looked like a two-horse race (pun not intended) between Daybreaker and Posey but surprisingly Posey has broken out with a clear lead. Not that I'm against her, but I wasn't expecting her to break out in victory. The poll will stay open for two days, and I already have an idea for her, but more ideas are welcome.

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