A Krampus Story

As Krampus finished the 100th lashing to Applejack’s fat ass, he put the mare down, and pondered what to do next to her. Meanwhile Applejack’s eyes were burning from crying so much. She thought her ass was burning last time, this time it felt like it was cooked in lava for thousands of years. Unfortunately, when she sitting to cool it off from the ice floor, she found it was too sensitive for that too. Icy cold pain seemed to envelope every area but the burning ones. Meaning now her butt was both on fire and frozen at the same time.

“I’ll never be able to go out in public with this massive trunk behind me! I’d be a laughing stock!” Just moving a little caused it to jiggle around.

Krampus finally had an idea for the next bit of amusement. He quickly went to another room to grab supplies for it.

It took applejack a couple minutes to realize Krampus left, she had been preoccupied complaining about her jiggling derrière. As soon as she noticed however, she bolted around the house or prison or whatever this place was.

No matter the massive weight she was now carrying, she did fine moving around. It only took her around 5 minutes to locate a line door. It had to be an exit. She grabbed the frozen door handle and turned the knob as fast as she could. She didn’t care what snowy tundra was beyond the doorway. She wanted out of this nightmare as fast as possible.

The light beyond the door shone so bright, it blinded poor Applejack. Was it morning already? Granny she would get to go home at daylight.

She walked further out. There was no snow on the ground. She wasn’t sure what she was walking on. It was hard though. It had a texture to it. “Wood?”

As she walked even further out, she saw the light source was not the sun at all. It looked more like… a stage light.

Appplejack could see clearer now. There were pony’s watching her. They looked like they were all sitting in a theatre, ready to watch a movie.

“Hey! Help! Anypony?” She called out to them. But no one moved. They all stood there, looking somewhat confused. Then they all started laughing.

Applejack was shocked. “Hey! How can you laugh at a pony in need!”

“Aww, look at the little filly!” One of the audience members yelled out.

This only made Applejack more angry. “Filly? I’m a full grown mare!”

There was a mirror on stage. Applejack looked at herself in horror. She looked the same as always, even if her back end was unusually swollen. That wasn’t the problem. She was wearing an outfit. On her butt was taped a giant diaper, with a pink tutu barely covering it.

She tried covering it up, but nothing seemed to work. It was too large to hide from any angle.

The audience's laughs grew louder. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. The big butt problem was humiliating enough, a diaper is ten times worse.

The laughter died down a bit, someone from the audience yelled out “start the show!”

Applejack was confused. “Show? What show! Why won’t any a’ y’all help me!” Then Applejack’s front hoof lifted up to the sky. “What in tarnation!?” She had no clue why her body was moving on its own.

Next she was forced to stand on one of her hind legs while the other was pointed upwards to the sky, in a ballet pose. The crowd cheered.

“M- Make it stop! I’m not doing this! Help!!!” Applejack was on the verge of crying again. Pain is one thing, this was pure humiliation. Her cheeks burned, her body would’ve been stiff as a board if whatever dark magic wasn’t moving it for her. She then did a leap across the stage and began ballet dancing for the crowd.

The crowd’s laughter started up again, with each move she did the crowd would laugh and laugh.

Applejack’s eyes darted around the room frantically. Searching for any sort of distraction of the horrors she was experiencing. Her eyes locked onto a poster on the wall. On it was a picture of her, dressed as she was now, with a cute smile. Above it was text that read “JiggleJack the Dancing Foal”

The mare then stopped dancing, and for a moment Applejack thought it was over. Then her body was forced to turn around, showing off her diaper to the crowd as much as possible. She then felt an odd sensation. The diaper was starting to feel warm. Was she…

“Sweet Celestia! Don’t look!”

For the finale she was wetting her diaper, clear as day for the entire crowd to enjoy. They all laughed and cheered. The auditorium filled with a chant “Jigglejack! Jigglejack! Jigglejack!”