Scootaloo stared out the window at the lovely purple and orange sky of dusk, watching the other houses in the suburban area with young kids outside, playing in the warm summer air, free from caring about being stuck inside a school building for several hours a day.
She huffed to herself; she should be out there like them! But, apparently due to some barely passing grades during the spring semester, her aunts decided to send her to one of her older friends to get tutored before the final semester of high school came up. She had already made herself at home as well as she could with Fluttershy, whose parents were out on vacation and the two of them were left to themselves.
It’s not that Fluttershy was all that bad; in fact, she was very friendly and oddly excited to have her over during the summer, but... she still wasn’t letting her out of this. Scootaloo had made it very apparent just how little she cared for this whole tutoring thing, citing how little it was going to matter in whatever job she’d end up getting and how she was still passing, but Fluttershy didn’t budge.
Even after practically running away so she could spend the day with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, and straight up yelling at Applejack at Fluttershy about how she was an adult who could make her own damn decisions, they still dragged her back here and grounded her for being such a ‘brat’.
Huffing in frustration, Scootaloo laid back down in her bed, recalling that the usually very forgiving Fluttershy said she wanted to ‘punish’ her more than just her grounding in some way after they got back to her house. Rolling her eyes, the annoyed girl figured it would be some stupid thing like, ‘oh, I’ll take away your phone while we study’ or something like that.
“Whatever,” She muttered in beleaguered annoyance as she pulled the blanket up over her head and tried to go to sleep so she didn’t have to deal with that other girl for the rest of the day, even if the day after was liable to be even more annoying.
“Scootaloo, get up!”
Sighing heavily as she pulled the blanket down from over her face, Scootaloo glanced over towards the closed door, from where she heard Fluttershy yelling at her. Grumbling in annoyance, she pulled the blanket fully off of her and sat up, then reached into her shorts pocket for her phone, pulled it out, and turned it on to see the time; 9:32.
She face-palmed at it before looking back up to glare tiredly at the door. She was supposed to start her studying at 9:30, and apparently overslept that, and given how angry Fluttershy already was with her, that didn’t bode well for whatever ‘punishment’ she had in store.
Rolling her eyes and deciding to get it over with, Scootaloo hopped off the bed and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she put her phone back in her pocket, and walked the short distance over to the door. Opening it, she jumped slightly she saw Fluttershy staring her in the face with a surprising stern look on her face.
“You know, I thought you’d want to have some breakfast before we begin your punishment,” The older girl said with a level of disappointment in her voice.
Sighing heavily once more as she realized just how trying Fluttershy was going to be, Scootaloo simply shot back, “I really don’t care about that at this point.”
Shaking her head in a beleaguered manner, Fluttershy turned around and waved for Scootaloo to follow, saying to her, “Well, maybe you shouldn’t brush off how much I’m trying to help you.” Starting to walk down the hallway of the large suburban house, with the other girl begrudgingly following, she added, “These classes may be dull; I didn’t really like them either, but what they teach is very important, and you’ll need that information later in life.”
Rolling her eyes as the two trekked further down the hall, Scootaloo replied tiredly, “That’s what everyone keeps telling me, but no-one ever bothers to tell me how.” Getting a look back from Fluttershy, she continued, “Seriously, I’m not some nerd that’s gonna sit in a boring room all day, doing algebra and looking at history books for no good reason, you know.”
“...I know you may find that stuff boring,” Fluttershy replied carefully, stopping at the door at the end of the hallway, which made Scootaloo do a short double-take as she realized it was the bathroom, “But not everyone does. And its hardly like a prestigious university job and a simple one at the fast food restaurant are the only ones out there. I know there’s something out there for you, but what you can learn here will be instrumental in making sure you can do everything you need to to get and keep those jobs, alright?
“Now, I know you like having the freedom to do whatever you want, but I am going to need punish you to make sure you understand to not run away and worry us all again.”
Scootaloo stared at her for several seconds in frustration, practically glaring at her before spitting sarcastically in response, “Yeah, ‘cuz that’s clearly more important than just wanting me to stay stuck here and do these stupid quizzes.” Despite the cutting words, Fluttershy didn’t budge, just looking back at her with her stern, disappointed gaze.
After several more seconds of a stalemate, Scootaloo eventually huffed and threw up her arms. “Fine! You literally couldn’t ever hurt a fly in the past; it’s not like your ‘punishment’ is actually gonna matter!” Turning her head sharply to the door next to them, she added in annoyed confusion, “And what the hell does the bathroom have to do with it?!”
“Well, let me show you,” Fluttershy replied in a sort of forced calmness, but still seemed pleased with the younger girl’s acceptance as she stepped towards the door, Scootaloo backing up for a second so she could swing the door outwards, then headed into the bathroom with the other girl following with begrudging stomps.
Fluttershy waited until Scoot was fully inside the bathroom before closing the door behind them, and then gestured towards the far side of the room and said, “Here it is.”
Rolling her eyes at the weird presentation, Scootaloo looked over at what the older girl was gesturing to, and saw an ironing board set alongside the far wall, with a large white bottle on top, as well as some small towelettes and—
“Wait, what the FUCK!?” Scootaloo suddenly shouted in bewildered anger, swiftly jerking her attention back to the other girl and yelling at her, “You want me to wear diapers, you sick FUCK?!”
Fluttershy sighed tiredly at the younger girl’s vitriolic reaction, and tried to reason, “Look—“
“NO!!!” Scootaloo screamed at her, making her flinch and pull back slightly, “You’re not getting me in that fucking thing, you stupid bitch!” Glaring fiercely at the other girl, she stomped over to the door, but only for Fluttershy to jump in front and block it. “Get out of my fucking way.”
“No,” Fluttershy stated resolutely at the enraged younger girl, who continued to bare her teeth and breath heavily in anger as she stared back at her. “You need to be punished, and this isn’t nearly as bad as you think it’ll be.”
“You really fucking think that?” Scootaloo swore at her seethingly, “You were already treating me like a child, and now you want to literally treat me like a damned infant, and you think that’s FINE!?”
Taking a deep, thoughtful breath for a moment, Fluttershy eventually responded, “You don’t need to yell at me; I get it. I understand how this can be very demeaning, but I do need to make this punishment stick.” Scootaloo’s glare up at her didn’t fade in the slightest, hardly accepting her words, making Fluttershy try to calm her down by saying, “It’ll only last a week, I promise. Maybe even less if you’re on your best behavior.”
Scootaloo continued to stare into the other girl’s eyes, not at all trying to hide her absolute loathing of those words, but eventually huffed in frustration as she backed away before stomping irritably around the room, landing on the opposite side facing away from Fluttershy, where she remained for several seconds until she slammed a fist into the tiled wall.
“FINE!” She yelled indignantly, turning back around to face the other girl, and shouted at her, “Just get it over with, you asshole!”
Fluttershy smiled at her, clearly appreciating the younger girl giving up, but still decided to tell her, “Alright; first I’ll let you take off your shorts and underwear before I can put the diaper on, okay?”
Scootaloo kept her searing glare up, the audacity of trying to get her undress pissing her off even more, but in the end she just decided to huff and spit at Fluttershy, “Just turn around right now, damn it.” Watching her quietly nod and swivel around in place to face the door, Scootaloo sighed in frustration, absolutely loathing the position she had been put in, but knowing that no matter what she did, Fluttershy and her incredibly stubborn friends would catch her again, forcing her into this inane and mind-numbing studying on this she cared absolutely zero for.
Resigning to her current situation, Scootaloo lowered her hands to the waistband of her shorts and hooked her thumbs over them as well as the edges of her panties underneath, and before she could put any extra thought into backing out, pulled them both down all the way to just below her knees. Next, she lifted one of her legs up through her shorts and underwear, pulling it up all the way through until her foot passed through, at which point she quickly put it down onto the floor to regain her rapidly dwindling balance. She then did the same for her other leg, and after which, her bottom half was finally uncovered, fully exposing her crotch and rear hole to the cool, but slightly humid and tainted air of the bathroom.
Inhaling sharply at the uncomfortable feeling of that exposure, especially in the presence of another person, Scootaloo tried to keep her anger and embarrassment under control while turning so that her side faced towards Fluttershy, and held her shorts and panties in her hand at her crotch level to further cover any glances those parts of her may have otherwise gotten. “There,” She almost growled out to the older girl, making her turn her head back to see Scoot having done what she asked, making her smile again.
“Alright,” Fluttershy started cautiously as the other girl stared back at her in annoyance, “I’m going to need to get the diapers, so…” She hesitantly took a step forward and to the side, seeming to aim around Scootaloo for the diapers on the ironing board on the back wall, as she took more tentative steps, she let Scoot turn in place, keeping her side and the shorts in her hand facing the other girl and (sort of) protecting her decency, all the way until Fluttershy reached her goal.
“Okay,” Fluttershy spoke as she grabbed one of the folded-up diapers off the board, and quickly unfurled it to show it in all its horrifyingly baby-ish glory, then grabbed the white bottle there as well, at which point Scootaloo could tell it was baby powder, making groan out in frustration once more. “I know you don’t like any of this,” Fluttershy soon said, obviously trying to quell her worries, “But I’m going to need you to spread your legs a bit, and I can assure you that this powder will make wearing it more comfortable.”
Biting back the inherent question about how exactly Fluttershy knew that, Scootaloo just turned her face away to not have to see the other girl while she shifted her feet to spread her legs somewhat. “Alright, thank you,” She heard Fluttershy say as she slowly approached her, then lowered down on her knees once she was next to her, and carefully lifted the baby powder up towards her crotch, shaking it a bit and lightly brushing her hand over Scootaloo’s lower parts to faintly cover them in the stuff.
Scootaloo tried to remain as still as possible while that happened, but couldn’t stop herself from shaking with embarrassment and anger at what was being done to her, and she still knew the powder wasn’t the end. Soon enough, the dreaded diaper was lifted up between her legs, making her wince at the uncomfortable fluffy material pressing against her groin and sensitive parts, and that experience was only made worse as they became suffocated in the diaper as Fluttershy pulled both sides of it up around her hips, deftly bringing one of the back corners around her side to attach it to the front, and then did the same on the other side.
“Alright, there we are…” Fluttershy said with a contentness in her voice as she shifted the diaper a bit to be more comfortable on Scootaloo’s body, then pulled back and stood up. “How does that feel?”
“Really annoying,” Scootaloo quickly retorted, but definitely meaning it while she shifted around slightly in discomfort from the stuffy fluff that cut off any air flow from everything under it. “If you somehow think this is going to make it easier to study, you’re dead wrong.”
“I know,” Fluttershy replied apologetically, “But I do hope you can get over that. Now,” She continued while turning back towards the door, “I’ll go set up our studying material in the living room, and you can put your shorts back on and take a minute to get used to them before we get started, okay?”
“Yeah, fine,” Scootaloo bit back in a level of exasperation, making the other girl nod before opening the bathroom door and heading out, closing it to give Scoot some privacy while she stewed in her web of emotions for a moment. She looked down at the infantile thing wrapped around her waste in disgust, and while she thought that her friend was trying to help her in some way before, she really wasn’t that sure any more, but at least knew she hated this specific way of trying to go about it.
She sighed to herself, but it turned into a frustrated growl as she resigned herself to deal with it, as she knew things would only get worse if she didn’t, and then pulled her shorts back up over the diaper before finally heading out.
More than an hour later, much studying had been done and many pointless questions answered, though not quite as many as had been in the previous sessions. The diaper was really getting to Scootaloo, warming and suffocating her crotch and slightly chafing at her hips, and her anger at all of it was only further hampering her ability to think about the questions being hurled at her.
However, the worst of it had to be when she started to feel a pressure in her bladder. For the time being, she tried to ignore it, but as she had another hour to go before she could go have lunch, there was quite a lot of time for that pressure to build, and build, and build. Eventually, it got to the point where she knew she couldn’t put it off any further, and had to ask about it.
“Hey, Fluttershy?” She said, cutting off her tutor before her next series of flashcards could begin.
“What is it?” Fluttershy replied in her usual, pleasant tone.
“May I use the bathroom?” Scootaloo requested, forcing the polite words out of her mouth, which would like little more than to spit vitriol at the other girl for forcing her into that damned diaper, but she stayed her tongue while standing up, merely waiting for the inevitable acceptance so she could—
“No.”
Scootaloo froze in place at the word, the shock paralyzing her for a moment as she didn’t know how to react. It was only after that moment that she knew the only way she could react here; bewildered fury.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘NO’!?!”
Fluttershy flinched back slightly at the scream, and looked levelly at Scootaloo, who was standing up and leaning over somewhat, an infernal glare shot at her, and she calmly spoke, “I said you had to use those diapers, not just—”
“THAT”S A FUCKING TECHNICALITY AND YOU KNOW IT!!” Scootaloo cut her off with another scream, stomping a foot forward towards the other girl, but otherwise remaining stationary, which had Fluttershy shoot a quick glance at the diaper poorly hidden under Scootaloo’s shorts. “YOU’VE ALREADY FUCKING HUMILIATED ME WITH THIS DAMN THING!! IS THAT NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU!?!”
Fluttershy didn’t budge under the furious wrath spat at her, and took a deep breath before she wanted to speak, but didn’t get a word off before her tutor-ee scoffed and turned away, stomping towards the stairway to the upper floor. “Hey, you’re not running away from this!” Fluttershy called out after the other girl as she swiftly got up and darted over to her, making Scoot start to sprint, but only for a second before she was practically tackled from behind right before she reached the first step, a pair of arms wrapping around her body and pinning her own arms down.
“LET ME GO, ASSHOLE!!” Scootaloo shouted back as she writhed around in Fluttershy’s surprisingly strong grasp, pulling at her arms while trying to kick the other girl’s legs all in some effort to get free, but to no avail.
“It’s alright,” Fluttershy tried to say as soothingly as she could into the other girl’s ear, but with her position and practically wrangling the girl down, it didn’t have any of the desired affect.
“GET OFF OF ME!!” Scootaloo screamed again, but it was more desperate now. Her flailing was frantic and worried, her breathing fast and erratic, and her kicks were a bit stifled as she tried to keep her legs together, having only now recalled the reason she was so pissed off. For a moment there, her anger caught her body off guard, keeping any sense of needing to do a particular thing hidden under a thick layer of adrenaline, but now it had caught up to her, and she fought with utter desperation so she didn’t have to, well...
Keeping her grasp tight on her friend, Fluttershy could clearly tell the signs, the quiet, but audible hissing under the flailing rage, the faint acrid scent blossoming in the still air, and the tears of almost despondency as Scootaloo finally lost. “Shhh, it’s alright...” Fluttershy whispered into the other girl’s ear, still holding her as Scootaloo’s flailing weakened while she started to cry, unable to accept what was happening to her.
“S-stop it,” The younger girl spat back as she felt the liquid leak out of her and flood into the absorbent fluff suffocating her crotch, wetting and warming it to make it even more uncomfortable with how it stuck disgustingly to her body. “Stop it,” She tried again, gulping down some saliva as quiet sobs began to wrack through her body, all of the rage flowing out of her body as she felt how much she lost, leaving an emptiness that was only filled by desperate pain and sadness. “STOP IT!”
Scootaloo was nearly unmoving at this point, only shaking with the emotions coursing through her as she was held in the firm grasp of her friend, who was still soothingly ‘shhh’ing in her ear. The noise and smell of urination only grew more pronounced as time went on, the diaper Scoot was wearing getting more and more wet as she found herself unable to get ahold of her body.
It didn’t take all too long for her pissing to trail off, the fluid petering out until no more would sully the diaper further as it all stuck against her rear, and the final release made Scootaloo go limp with the hollow feeling of disgust and humiliation that flooded her being. Fluttershy kept her hold as the younger girl fell against her, and a kind, sympathetic smile appeared on her face as she picked her up to hold her over her shoulder, and then slowly started up the stairs right near her. She took each step with caution as she ascended up the to next story, carefully balancing herself with the added weight on one side and without being able to hold onto a railing, but soon arriving at the floor above and treading through the hallway to the bathroom where it all began.
The door was still open, and so Fluttershy headed inside, but without any sort of proper table or bed, she was forced to lay Scootaloo on the floor, making sure to keep her head on the plush mat next to the bathtub. Taking a quick moment to go over and close the door, she swiftly went back and knelt down next to the younger girl and deftly pulled her shorts halfway down her legs to expose the sodden diaper beneath, then carefully grabbed its waistband and peeled away both parts that wrapped around the body at once, and finally pulled down the section that lay over Scoot’s crotch, letting the entire soaked diaper sit face-up on the floor. She still needed to guide a hand under her friend’s back and push her upward, raising her bottom off of the diaper as well so that Fluttershy could pull it out from under her before setting her back down.
Quickly wrapping up the diaper so it didn’t spill any where, Fluttershy tossed it into the trash can before moving over to the ironing board still at the back of the room and grabbed the small package of wipes and opened it, headed back over to Scootaloo, and then carefully wiped away all of the sticky fluid on and around her crotch. She needed a few separate wipes to get all of it, and tossed then into the trash at the same time, and only then did she slowly grab her still-listless friend by the waist and roll her over so her sodden rear faced up. Taking another few wipes to clear away all of the icky stuff there, Fluttershy then went an got another diaper off the ironing board and unwrapped it, setting it down on the floor next to Scootaloo and then rolled her back over onto it so that she could then wrap it back up around her hips, and finally pulled her shorts back up over it.
Scootaloo was still not moving by the time Fluttershy had finished, and she looked up to see the closed eyes and troubled look on the other girl’s face, and so she decided to put her arms under the girl’s legs and back to lift her up, then walk out of the bathroom towards her bedroom. Taking a little bit to arrive there, she was thankful the door wasn’t fully closed, and pushed it open with a foot before heading inside, trotting over to the bed, and then laying her friend down in it. Taking a moment to pull the covers out from under Scoot, she then laid them back over her and tucked them in around her, and planted a soft kiss on her forehead before closing the blinds and heading out of the door, closing it behind her.
Fluttershy looked up from her phone as she heard steps start to descend the staircase, and spared a glance back down at her phone to confirm the time was around 3:00 PM before looking back over to the stairs, where she soon saw Scootaloo arrive at the landing before slowly stepping the second flight. Taking note of the other girl’s bleary, still half-asleep state, Fluttershy, she didn’t say anything as to not spook the girl, at least until she finally arrived at the floor, where she softly asked, “Did you have a good nap?”
Scootaloo paused at the question, and blinked for a moment, seemingly needing a moment to register that she was being asked a question, and when she managed to fully process it, just hung her head down further and turned to trod towards the kitchen.
“Do you want me to make you something to eat?” Fluttershy tentatively asked of her friend, making her pause at spare the briefest of glances at her, and she couldn’t help but freeze as Scootaloo’s eyes looked almost... haunted. Still, it was only for a moment before Scoot looked back down and shook her head, then continued into the kitchen. Fluttershy’s gaze continued on her until she finally passed into the other room, and the older girl was left contemplative, as surely wetting oneself wasn’t that painful, was it?
She decided to keep her eye on it for the time being.
The air was still rather disconcerting when the two had their second study session for the day, one which Fluttershy kept rather short out of that very concern, with her friend’s oddly unfinished sandwich and soda sitting near the edge of the table they were working on. She was also very aware of how much Scootaloo was trying to focus on the work, and while that was definitely keeping her focus better than her usual careless attitude and snark, it was pretty clear that she was afraid of having to mess herself again.
It was even clearer to see the relief on her face when the session was over, and Fluttershy opted to make some dinner for the both of them, and she was still a bit concerned about how Scootaloo didn’t finish it, she could still tell how much less tense the other girl was without the studying heavy on her mind. Of course, with how she couldn’t even look Fluttershy in the face and her quickly leaving the table once she was ‘done’, she was still obviously pretty nervous.
Fluttershy was starting to understand her friend really didn’t want to be around her, but also knew that that couldn’t be avoided. The whole approach with diapers was certainly the catalyst for her worry, but she still believed it would work as a punishment...
At the very least, she could try to ease up on them and help her friend through it more in the future.
“Uuungh…”
Scootaloo wiped her eyes of her exhaustion, groaning out loud as she woke back up from her very fitful night sleep. She didn’t get any opportunity to gather her senses in peace due to some incessant noise sounding out, and she pushed herself up just a bit off her bed to look around in confusion, eventually spotting her phone on the nearby nightstand, which she could finally figure out was ringing from a call as her hearing cleared up.
“Oh…” She muttered to herself in realization, then sighed exhaustedly, as she was hardly in a good mood to answer a call. Still, she could at least check to make sure she wasn’t somehow getting into more trouble.
Keeping herself up on her bed, Scootaloo reached over to the nightstand and grasped for her phone, having to try a few times while reaching farther and farther to actually grab the thing and pull it over to her face, where she could see who was calling her.
“Damnit, Apple Bloom…” She groaned to herself, already having a decent idea as to why her friend would be calling her, and that she shouldn’t keep her in the complete dark about it. Swiping on her phone to answer it, she held it up to her ear and started hoarsely, “Hey, AB.”
“Wow, you alright, Scoots?”
Grumbling quiet and clearing her throat, Scootaloo quickly replied, “I’m aight. Just woke up is all.”
“Ah. Ya didn’t get any of me or Sweetie’s texts, then?”
“‘Course not.”
“‘Kay, well, we were ‘bout to get tickets fer a movie, and we wanted to know if ya’d like to come.”
Scoot paused a moment before tentatively replying, “…Can’t.”
“‘Can’t’?” Bloom retorted, sounding very confused, “What do ya mean, ‘can’t’?”
Sighing irritably, though hardly at her friend, Scootaloo responded, “Well, Fluttershy obviously punished me after that stunt I pulled…” She hesitated for a bit, letting an opening for the other girl to speak to appear.
“Well, yeah, but…” Bloom paused for a second, seeming to consider something, and swiftly shot it out, sounding somewhat incredulous, “She didn’t ground ya, did she?”
“No, no, it’s not like that,” Scoot quickly replied, “It’s just… been very exhausting, alright?”
“Huh,” Bloom grunted, sounding mostly cowed, “Having ya do chores fer her, Ah reckon?”
Scootaloo hesitated as she involuntarily reached her senses out for the diaper on her rear, and felt that it was infuriatingly still there. “Something like that.”
“Don’t think ya should be so dang tired to wake up at ten, though…” Apple Bloom said, sounding slightly dubious.
“It’s—“ Scoot curtly started to try and make sure her friend didn’t continue that statement, but had to take moment herself to finish her thought, “It’a a bit more than I expected, but it’s mostly all the damn studying that’s screwing with me.”
“Aight then,” Bloom seemed to content to not pursue it further. “Well, she ain’t plannin’ to do that for a long time, right?”
“Nah, just a week, as of yesterday.”
“Dang. Well, if you’re up fer somethin’ later, ya can ask. I’d like to meet with ya again.”
Scootaloo rolled her eyes, “‘Course. See ya.”
“See ya later, Scoots.”
Sighing heavily, Scootaloo hung up her phone and let herself fall back onto her bed. She was definitely thankful for her friend calling to talk, but… it also served as a reminder of why and how she was unable to actually meet with her in person.
Growling in frustration, she sat up and pulled the blanket off her, then hopped off the bed, knowing that she was already late for her study session, and being even later would only tick off Fluttershy, which, while she may not show her anger all that much, would still try and punish Scootaloo for being lazy, and all of this crap would be made even worse.
Resigning herself once more to who was basically her captor at this point, she stomped over to the door and headed out to try and get the day over with.
After about an hour of tedious studying, Scootaloo was really starting to remember how soul-sucking it was. For multiple hours every day, she was forced to do something she didn’t care for while constantly being reminded of her humiliating repercussions of her attempt to get put of it.
Still, she was trying to actually do her work, and she could her tutor was pleased with her not ‘goofing off’ as she usually did, but also seemed to have some pity in the looks she sent at Scoot, which really only made her more annoyed. If she really noticed how much distress she was in, couldn’t she just not force her to be in a fucking diaper?!
Taking a deep breath, she tried to focus back on the textbook and pen-scrawled papers, but that was when she started to notice… it. The thing she dreaded most about all of this, the thing that had the most possibility to send her running out of the house again due to how she could never let it happen; a pressure within her bowels.
Sucking in a sharp breath, she knew that Fluttershy had ‘graciously’ let this session only last for an hour and a half, so if she could she could just keep it in until lunch, she’d be able to sneak into the backyard behind the other girl’s back and take a dump out there, without shitting herself in a stupid diaper. The pressure may have only been rather faint at that moment, making it easy to keep under wraps, but she knew it would only get worse as time went on.
That hunch certainly proved to be correct, as with each passing minute, Scootaloo could feel her need to go increasing more and more, and that was adding onto the distracting nature of the diaper, making it very difficult to keep focus on the stuff she was working on. Of course, that ended up throwing a wrench into her plan of keeping her need hidden from her tutor, who eventually picked up on her distress and asked in that sickly sympathetic voice of hers, “Are you alright, Scootaloo?”
“I’m fine,” Scoot curtly shot back, but as she didn’t get any sort of verbal response, only a continuing of that concerned look at her, she irately added, “You should already know how much I hate this stupid crap by now.”
Fluttershy’s stare of pity didn’t let up, and she replied, “I know, but you seem a little more distracted than normal…”
“And why do you think that fucking is?!” Scootaloo swore back, looking fully up to glare at the older girl, not letting her humiliation get to her for the moment as she saw some surprise and hurt flash in Fluttershy’s face for a second, but that was before… something appeared there in its place.
Hardly giving her ‘tutor’ a chance to stop her, Scootaloo scoff in irritation and stood up, and headed over to the back door of the house, muttering back, “I need a minute.”
However, Fluttershy still got up and darted over to her, quickly outpacing the unexpecting girl and grabbing her from behind.
“Hey, LET ME GO!!” Scoot shouted at her as she tried again to pull out of the other girl’s grasp, but again to no success. “GET OFF ME!!” She screamed practically at the top of her lungs while she tried in desperation to kick Fluttershy’s shins in or pull apart the arm-lock around her own body and arms, but it was still too strong.
“It’s alright, dear,” Fluttershy tried to say soothingly into the girl in her grasp’s ear, but it only came off as the opposite. “I know you feel uncomfortable here, but you can let it out if you need to.”
“That’s not what I fucking need, you freak!” Scootaloo shouted in response, the desperation in her voice much stronger now as she felt hope leave her, despite how pissed off she still was at how she was being forced to humiliate herself, the pressure in her bowels coming back to her attention and reminding her just how badly she need to go. “Just, l-leave me alone, dammit!”
“Shhhhh… It’s okay…” Fluttershy continued as who should be her friend flailed about in her arms, keeping her grip even as Scootaloo’s kicking and pulling got more desperate and frenzied and her screams became pleading, tears starting to run down her face.
“P-please, just let me be..!” Scootaloo cried out as she felt the call of nature transform into a near-incessant screeching, and real sense of hope that she could go in peace having been wiped away.
But still, Fluttershy tried to calm her down. “I know you hate this; I understand that, but you’re only making this more difficult on both of us. It won’t be nearly as bad as you think if you just let it happen.” The keyword, as always, was ‘tried’.
There was no hope now for Scootaloo; she could feel it coming. “S-stop it…” She pleaded uselessly, feeling disgusting shit begin to push its way out of her rectum despite her best attempts to stop it. She only got another ‘soothing’ ‘Shhhhh…’ from the older girl as poop pushed its way out of her body and started to fill her diaper, not taking too long before her log of excrement got large enough that the diaper started to squish it down back to her rear, making it fill the rest of the diaper and smear against her rear.
The sensation was so horrible and disgusting that Scootaloo felt sick to her stomach, and could only weakly hang in Fluttershy’s grasp, faintly muttering ‘stop it’s every so often as more crap kept coming out of her butthole and filling her diaper. The first log was starting to break off as it coiled around a decent section of her rear, but there was still more to come.
Scootaloo couldn’t find the energy to ignore every log of shit as it pushed out of her anus and increasingly soiled her bottom, every moment of that torture feeling like so much longer with every agonizing and disgusting sensation flooding her brain with more horror at what she was being forced to do. It couldn’t have been more than a couple minutes before her slow soiling was starting to trail off, but she felt no relief from that, only a hollow disgust with herself and her body.
When it was all finally over, Scootaloo was left limply leaning into Fluttershy’s grasp, unable to stop the older girl from holding her close and stroking her hair, vain attempts to soothe the humiliated and lifeless girl only giving her more reason to hate how she was being treated.
Soon enough, Fluttershy wrapped her arms carefully around the other girl and tried to pick her up, but was stopped by a quiet utterance from said girl. “Why...?” Scootaloo started, her voice weak and confused, but far from the desperation it held before, it now had a core of powerful emotion deep within it. “Why the fuck.. do you keep doing this to me?!”
“W-what do you--”
“No,” Scootaloo sharply cut her off, pulling apart the other girl’s grasp on her, which was weakened by her surprise, and stumbled forward a bit before turning to look at Fluttershy’s face with an expression of disbelief and anger. “You can already tell... just how much I hate this, how much it’s... hurting me, but... you still keep doing it. ..Why?!”
Fluttershy was left unable to respond for several seconds out of shock, but still needed more time after that to arrange her clearly wary thoughts and say, “I know that this is... a painful type of punishment, and definitely not a normal one, but... I am trying to make sure you understand how important is to do these lessons and not run away. That worried all of us, and we all want to make sure that you don’t ever do something that rash again, okay?”
“...Bullshit.”
Recoiling slightly in further shock, Fluttershy could only sputter, “W-what..?”
“You heard me,” Scootaloo spat out, her tone bitter and utterly done with the other girl, “I’m not taking your fucking excuses this time. If you actually fucking cared about me, you’d get that this is only making me want to leave you more, you fucking freak!”
“F-f-freak..?”
“Yeah. You’re a fucking freak and we both know it.” Scootaloo’s exhaustion was completely ignored at this point, her rage overtaking her completely until she started to shake from it. “There’s dozens of other ways to do this, to ‘teach me a lesson’, but you chose this one, and I’m pretty fucking sure you enjoy it!”
Fluttershy couldn’t even say a word in response this time, only pulling herself further back from the encroaching Scootaloo, who took a moment to breathe heavily through her rage, watching the person who was supposed to be taking care of her, and she lowered her gaze for a moment.
“...Tell you what...” She started, a touch of vindictiveness in her voice, “If you really like making me shit myself like a fucking child,” Her hands went down to her shorts and she quickly pulled them down to just above her knees, and then took hold of the waistband of her diaper, then ripped it off, “Then fucking HAVE THIS!!” She finished with a shout as she pulled the soiled diaper out between her legs and threw it at Fluttershy, who tried in vain to catch the disgusting thing before it hit and sullied her clothes.
“I’m going to tell everyone about this,” Scootaloo continued while pulling her shorts back up, ignoring the mess still on her rear, “And we’re going to make fucking sure you learn something here!” She remained fuming and glaring at Fluttershy for only a moment longer before quickly turning around and stomping towards the front door, opening it and running out into the city outside, unable to care about her lack of shoes or anyone that might take notice her stench.
Fluttershy, though, was left unable to move until the other girl that was her friend left, slowly reaching an arm out in hopeless desperation, thoughts of regret and guilt rolling through her head as she realized just how badly she screwed up.