Obsession and Regression

Alternative Ending (exercise)

"You can't kill all of us..." Said Twilight, dragging her hoof across the cyan carpet.

"No, but I can kill these two," replied Ironhoof, looking at the two captive ponies in his grasp. "And given no choice I will. Believe me, I will."

"It's up to you, girls." Said Buttercup, with a mean smirk. "I'll have Ironhoof break your orange friend's neck if you don't give yourself up... I'll give you until the count of 10." She began to count slowly: "One... two... three..."

Twilight looked at her three friends on the other side of the room, starting with Rainbow Dash... she saw nothing but fear and exhaustion in her eyes. She wasn't crying, but it was obvious she had been... and she'd clearly been humiliated and tortured. Her eyes had yellow rings around them and her mane had lost its "coolness" during the short time she'd been down there. For some reason was dressed like an infant. Twilight also saw no sign of Rainbow's wings, which deeply disturbed her. Apple Jack was held tight in the stallions arm, covered in cuts, bruises and blood. She was pale from having the life squeezed out of her by his massive, well-toned arm. Pinkie Pie was bound and... awake, propping herself up. Not only was Pinkie Pie getting into position, but Twilight saw a little sliver of hope in her determined eyes. Pinkie Pie blinked... her eyes were open and twitching, looking silently up at Twilight. With her hooves tied together, she could hardly move, but she could move enough to distract the cruel pony. Pinkie showed Twilight a serious look, followed by a nod.

"Okay, we surrender..." Twilight said, lowering her head. "Just don't hurt our friends."

Ironhoof immediately released Apple Jack to the floor, who laid unconscious by her friends' hooves. However, he kept the syringe in Rainbow's leg.

Twilight looked to Rarity and Fluttershy, who were also lowering their heads as if accepting defeat. She then looked at Pinkie, and her two friends saw what the rest did not.

"Good, good," said the gray stallion, sitting up. "Mistress, I am stuck at an impasse. I need you to subdue the three. Are you comfortable giving an injection?"

"No." Replied Buttercup. "You know I hate needles."

"Then be that as is may, they need to be restrained in some way to make them docile. We have no choice: in the bottom of the wooden table I have two lengths of rope. It would be best to tie up the unicorns first... Be brave and careful, as you can see by the blood on their faces they are very dangerous. I am right here, however, and I will kill them all if they hurt you. Once they're tied up, I will handle the yellow one. She looks the most non-threatening of the bunch, so I'd imagine I won't need to be holding their Rainbow friend hostage any longer..."

Buttercup sauntered over to the table and went through it as Twilight nodded at her friends beside her, looking away as if accepting defeat. They nodded back, lowering their heads, and getting ready. Buttercup approached Rarity, who squealed as she was wrapped tightly in the length of rope. Twilight was next:

"I'm going to have 5 babies now..." She said, wrapping the binding around her body. She turned to Ironhoof. "Kill the orange one. She's too badly injured to bother with."

"Are you sure?" Replied her Butler, raising an eyebrow. "She is harmless now and may pull through with some treatment..."

"Yes I am sure!" Screamed Buttercup. "She hurt you! Kill her now!"

"As you wish," replied Ironhoof, holding up the syringe he had in his hoof. "I take no pleasure in this."

"No!" Shouted Pinkie, bearing her teeth as she lunged at the Butler's unsuspecting flank.

As she bit as hard as she could, he jumped, falling over on top of her. He cried out in agony -- the pain in his broken ankle rising to an unbearable level as it twisted unnaturally, making a horrible grinding sound. The syringe in Rainbow's thigh came out, ripping a nasty gash but causing minimal bleeding. On the floor, he managed to brace himself as Pinkie attempted to bite him one more time. He had one shot and took it... knocking the pink mare clean out with a straight jab to her jaw. Blood flew from her mouth as her head snapped back from the full force of Ironhoof's blow. She then collapsed.

* * *

"Pinkie!" Her friends cried out in anguish for their friend.

The level of blood and violence quelled any desire in Fluttershy to fight back... replacing it with pure fear. She could not move. She was known to go into a rage if her friends were tossed about, but this level of brutality, much like the dogs outside... left her overloaded and petrified. Her protective nature was suddenly lost... her knees quaked instead.

Ironhoof, despite the broken ankle, slowly rose to his hooves... shaking the whole time. Buttercup looked on, her eyes looking genuinely upset for the first time to Rainbow Dash.

"I'm alright." He said, looking directly into Buttercup's concerned gaze. "I just need to set my ankle... but first..." he limped towards Fluttershy. "Tighten the purple one and we'll take care of this one together. I shall deal with the orange one later... these ponies are too full of surprises for their own good."

As Ironhood made approach, Fluttershy backed into the wall. Buttercup tightened the ropes binding Twilight Sparkle... then they both turned to the yellow Pegasus, eyes fixed on her.

Fluttershy, having nowhere to go, spoke up... her voice weak and choked off in fear:

"Please... I... just..."

"I'm not going to hurt you," said Ironhoof, in a calm voice, stopping with Buttercup in the front.

"We're not going to hurt your friends anymore either," said Buttercup, also stopping, looking back at Ironhoof. "You have my word, child. I won't have Ironhoof kill your orange friend, either... Provided you don't fight us, that is."

"I won't," replied Fluttershy, still shaking. "Please... just..."

Ironhoof took another limp towards the frightened Pegasus and she cried out in fear, backing up into the wall and towards the nearest corner. Buttercup looked back at him and firmly shook her head... he didn't move after that.

Looking directly into the other Pegasus' eyes, Buttercup took a small step towards Fluttershy, and Fluttershy took a small step back towards the corner. Another step forward from Buttercup was met by another step backwards from Fluttershy.

"You're going to run out of space, dearie," said the golden mare.

Fluttershy's eyes went wide with fear as she took a few more steps back and finally bumped into the corner. She had nowhere to go, as Ironhoof leaned against one side of her escape -- barring the door -- and Buttercup approached from the other side. The yellow Pegasus had no more options, so she just shook like a leaf. Closing her eyes tight, she winced... blushing, Fluttershy felt a warm release between her legs that dribbled down both her thighs and pooled by her two back hooves on the carpet. Buttercup heard the faint splashing and immediately picked up on what the scared Pegasus was doing in her sneaking suit.

"You poor thing," she said, in a soothing voice. "You must be scared to death."

"I am..." the Pegasus said, with her eyes still closed.

"Look at me," replied Buttercup, in the same calming tone. "Look up... right at me. Come on, little one... it's okay."

Despite Fluttershy's instincts telling her otherwise, she found herself looking up into Buttercup's gaze. Her eyes, for some reason Fluttershy couldn't even begin to explain, were strangely calming.

"You don't have to be frightened of me, child. When I said I wasn't going to hurt your friends, I sincerely meant it. I won't hurt you either."

"I know." Replied Fluttershy, shaking slightly less.

"There's just one thing you have to do... one little thing and I promise you, you won't have any reason to be scared ever again... can you guess what it is?"

Pausing for a moment, Fluttershy shook her head. That was the only part of her body that shook at this point. Her eyes looked exhausted, but relieved to be provided a way out... even one that didn't make any sense.

"I want you to lie down on your back in front of me and trust me... that's all. Nothing bad will happen to you. I promise."

"I... don't know if I can do that," said Fluttershy, her eyes still fixed into Buttercup's hypnotic gaze.

"You're going to have to... or I'm going to have to call my Butler to help. It's your choice."

The yellow Pegasus looked back and forth between the two ponies before her... the nearest pony, an aging mare offering her kindness, had a look of kindness in her eyes now... something Fluttershy could relate to. The stallion behind her looked cruel and she didn't want him near her. She looked to the distant Twilight, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash for only a second... the look of horror on their faces was unbearable. Fluttershy's mind went far away... she said nothing, but everypony knew what was coming next.

The yellow Pegasus, now defeated, sat, laid down like a dog, and rolled over for Buttercup. The Mane 6 was completely defeated, but at least intact.

"Fluttershy! Don't!" Called out Rainbow Dash. "Fight her! Please fight her... Fluttershy!"

As expected, she was ignored by Buttercup, but not by Ironhoof... who shot her a very nasty glare.

"Good girl," said Buttercup, going through the table beside her for the supplies she would be getting next. "I promise you, you're going to be okay."

She turned back to Fluttershy, who was still on her back and facing her as instructed. She had her eyes closed, just wanting to be somewhere else. Before her friends, Buttercup peeled off the Pegasus's wet sneaking suit and cleaned the urine out of her fur with a wipe. Then out came a disposable diaper, which promptly was opened up and slid under the new captive's slender bottom. All she did in terms of objection was wimper in embarrassment... the only sign that there was still some semblance of sanity in Fluttershy's overloaded mind.

"It's alright," Buttercup said, applying foal powder to a yellow keister while manipulating her captive's legs and tail. She pulled it up tight between Fluttershy's legs and wrapped it around her hips. "This fate awaits every last one of you."

Rainbow, Rarity and Twilight watched dejectedly as Fluttershy was diapered in the corner. They could see clearly enough and once it was over with, Fluttershy sat up... looking down at her new garment with a grimace. Her hooves went for the tapes first thing.

"No you don't," said Buttercup, turning towards the disturbed Pegasus, yet still going through the table. "If you untape that, Ironhoof holds you down for the rest. He won't be gentle like I am..."

Fluttershy's hooves went to her sides as Buttercup approached her with a leaf green onsie.

"Fore hooves up!" She said in a high pitched voice.

Having the option of being insubordinate only to involve Ironhoof didn't seem too terribly attractive to the yellow Pegasus. Even with a broken ankle, he looked quite threatening. Hesitantly, she raised her fore hooves and once they were up Buttercup slid the onesie on her, pulling it between her legs and snapping it in place. With a gentle nudge, Fluttershy found herself on her back again... and Buttercup was standing above her then... suddenly, holding her down.

"Ironhoof," Buttercup said, turning towards her Butler. "I want her sedated immediately."

"No! Please don't!" Cried Fluttershy as she struggled. "I was good! You said you wouldn't hurt me!"

She tried to push Buttercup off her body, but Fluttershy was too weak and Buttercup too pudgy. The golden mare hardly moved.

Ironhoof limped towards the frantic Pegasus, pulling out a syringe:

"This will hardly hurt," he said, as he stuck it into her thigh and pushed the plunger. "In minutes it won't matter anymore... you will relax and everything will be fine."

"Please.. just..."

"Shhh...." whispered Buttercup, stroking her captive's pink mane. "It's okay."

"No! I-"

"Shhhh..."

"C-"

"Shhhh... it's okay."

Buttercup, Ironhoof, Twilight, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash all watched, some in horror, for several minutes as Fluttershy's pushing became less and less frantic, her objections (all shushed by Buttercup) became quieter, and less urgent... her eyes grew less frightened (and more glazed over). Finally, after about 5 minutes, Fluttershy looked up at Buttercup vacantly... and drooled.

"There," said the golden mare, still stroking her mane. "Such a cutie."

She went through the table and procured something round and rubbery, sticking it in her new captive's mouth.

"Suck on this baby," she said soothingly. "It's good!"

Fluttershy did as she was told, then Buttercup turned to the rest of her captives:

"Next?"

* * *

Fortunately, Buttercup had said next in cruel jest, as she and Ironhoof had a lot to do before she could proceed with regressing the rest of the 6.

First thing was tending to Ironhoof's injury, as well as Apple Jack and Pinkie Pie, who were still both unconscious and bleeding... but at least breathing. Ironhoof limped towards them both, looking them over as his mistress got his Doctor's Bag:

"I'm happy I get to spare you," he said to Apple Jack, sitting beside her. "You proved yourself worthy of that. I was quite unhappy when the mistress instructed me to kill you, but you've been pardoned, so you are lucky. I hope you survive the night at the very least. I look forward to talking to you, to find out what makes a pony tough as you."

Buttercup came back with his Doctor's Bag, and first thing he did was empty its contents and take the heavy duty wooden handle of the bag, putting it in his teeth. Then, holding onto his foot with both hooves, with all ponies watching... he set his broken bone. There was a loud snap as Ironhoof let out a deep groan, as if he's just been struck in the back of the skull with a baseball bat. It was painful even for the captive ponies to watch. It was the only time Rainbow Dash saw a tear in the Butler's stone cold eyes. Buttercup dried his eyes and gave him a kiss on the forehead. He then wrapped his foot up tight, putting a splint on it. Then he turned his attention Apple Jack and Pinkie Pie... in that order, as his Mistress cleaned up the room around the captive ponies.

Ironhoof pulled down Apple Jack's sneaking suit, examined her cracked ribs, and treated them very carefully. She was wrapped up tight in an immobilizing bandage, and he made a make-shift collar brace for her neck which was badly bruised. He made sure to take a long, strong bandage and wrap it multiple times around Apple Jack's feet and fore hooves... restraining her much like the way the Unicorns were tied up. Once done, he pulled her sneaking suit back up, leaving her head and neck uncovered by the suit, and moved on to Pinkie Pie.

* * *

Apple Jack woke up looking at a dark hazy figure looming over another dark form on the ground with a pink face and tail... her eyes refocused to see Ironhoof was wiping the blood off Pinkie's face.

"Get away from her!" Cried Apple Jack, trying to get up. This time the pain was even more intense, and she would have made it to her hooves if it weren't for the additional restraints. "Stop it right now! Consarn it!"

"Apple Jack!" All of her friends exclaimed, excitedly.

"Ah, you're up!" The Butler replied. "She has a few cuts in her mouth... I'm simply disinfecting them... she's going to be alright."

"Don't you hurt her!"

"I knocked you both out," replied Ironhoof, proudly. "You almost killed me, but you failed. You are now all the Mistress's property."

"What the hay do you mean 'the Mistress's property'?"

"You came in, we captured you... you are our prisoners and you're all going to endure the same treatment your rainbow-maned friend did..." He pointed over to Rainbow Dash. "Look at her to get an idea of what we're going to do to you."

AJ looked over at her friend, her friend who she fought to get to... in lighter times she would have laughed. Hanging before her, on some type of strange bondage table Apple Jack couldn't make heads or tails of, was Rainbow Dash... dressed like an infant in a tie-dye onesie. The farm pony was speechless.

"What... did they do to you, Rainbow?" She finally asked.

"They put me in this table so I can't move!" Replied the rainbow-maned mare. "They treat me like a foal-- bottle feed me, put diapers on me, and won't let me out... not even to use the toilet!"

"That's about right," said added Ironhoof, pointing to the side. "Except once or twice a week you are all to get some exercise and engage in 'play time' for a few hours... of course, you're going to be in the state of your yellow friend over there."

Apple Jack didn't need to see who he was talking about to place a face to that description:

"Fluttershy?"

The orange pony looked over at the yellow mare, who was laying on her stomach, rocking from side to side. She had a onsie on, like Rainbow, and a pacifier in her mouth. Her eyes looked... disturbingly empty, like there was no pony home. Her back end was somewhat raised due to her being on her knees... Apple Jack could tell she'd been diapered, too.

"I injected her with a sedative and hallucination hybrid... for a few hours she will be docile and suggestible. It impairs one's higher cognitive functions, making the most violent of ponies harmless as a foal. You had best believe you will get one too." Ironhoof looked to each captive pony, putting away his tools. "Once a week at least you will all get a shot."

The Butler Pony turned to his Mistress:

"It is time to set up the tables!"

* * *

With all of the Mane 6 either incapacitated or tied up, the area cleaned, Ironhoof and Buttercup went to work. Unfourtnately, with a broken foot Ironhoof was much slower in this task than he would have been otherwise... but he still continued, with his Mistress's help. It took them 45 minutes to set up the first table, during which time Pinkie Pie awoke:

"What's going on...?" She asked Apple Jack, weakly, as she wriggled around in her restraints.

"We've been captured, Pinkie," replied AJ. "I'm not so sure we're gunna make it outta this one..."

Pinkie looked around -- at Rainbow, Twilight, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Apple Jack... -- she couldn't make any sense of this mess.

"Am I dreaming?"

"No," said Twilight, trying to squirm free. "We've been captured and we're in serious trouble!"

"Pinkie, you tried to save me," said Dash. "You got caught... don't you remember?"

"Yeah... why are you in a onsie?"

"It's what they wanted to do to me, Pinkie... you're going to get one, too."

The pink mare squinted, focusing between Dash's legs, going back and forth between Rainbow and Fluttershy:

"Are you...?"

"Yes, Pinkie..." Said Rarity, her eyes wide. "They're wearing diapers! They're doing it to them for the sake of being cruel and we're next!"

The pink mare's zest suddenly turned sour, her poofy hair lost it's friz, turning straight.. and finally her smile turned to a frown:

"That's awful."

"Please keep yer spirits up, Pinkie," said Apple Jack, giving the party mare a warm nuzzle. "We're not going to take this laying down."

"That's exactly how you're going to take it," said Buttercup with a mean smile, as she and Ironhoof turned to Fluttershy and picked her up. "It's going to be a while yet, but each of is going in a table. I guarantee it."

The rest of the Mane 6 looked on as the drooling Fluttershy was loaded into a table, the restraints clicked closed. Buttercup picked the pascfier up off the floor, as it had fallen, and stuck it back in the yellow mare's mouth... she proceeded to suck on it like an infant foal.

"At least you have each other," said Ironhoof, turning back to Buttercup. "Who should be next?"

"That one," said Buttercup, pointing at Pinkie Pie. "I like the way she looks right now... I want to set up the table before we do anything else."

"As you wish."

Buttercup went back upstairs, leaving Ironhoof to guard the mares.

Another table would be set up, each piece was brought down and assembled by the waiting Butler. This time it took longer, since he was starting to get tired, but no pony down there slept despite the fact that the sun would be coming up soon.

They all felt a need as they sat there... a need all creatures have. Rarity felt it first, followed by Twilight, then Apple Jack... and finally Pinkie Pie. They all had to pee, but kept quiet about it at first, until Rarity spoke up:

"Buttercup, as your friend... I'd like to make a request of you."

"You are not my friend, Miss Rarity," Buttercup said coldly, gazing into the Unicorn's eyes with rancor. "You are still welcome to try asking for something... what is it?"

"I have to, well... use the little filly's room. I know that there's no way any of us are actually going to get to the filly's room, so I was wondering if--"

"Who else has to use the little filly's room?"

They all murmured a similar request, except for Pinkie Pie who just sat there... Rainbow Dash knew it was hopeless, having quietly acknowledged that with another warm, tingly release when she had to go.

"If you have to go, go in your suits. We are too busy to care for you right now."

"But Miss Buttercup!" Shrieked a horrified Rarity. "At least have the decency to diaper us first..."

"She's right!" Said Twilight. "It's the only sanitary thing to do..."

Buttercup's cruel smile peeked through her otherwise kind features:

"No."

She then went back to helping Ironhoof set up the almost finished table.

* * *

"Girls... I'm here." Said Rainbow Dash. "I kinda already had to do something like this... It's pretty embarrassing, but it's not the end of the world."

"Just remember if we're going to do it... we all have to do it," said Twilight. "That won't make it as bad."

While Rainbow and Twilight were trying to comfort their friends, Pinkie Pie was the first to give in... she didn't say anything and her sour expression didn't change as she peed her suit. Apple Jack felt the warmth spreading through the carpet over towards her:

"Gross, Pinkie!" AJ exclaimed, trying to move away from the pink mare. She suddenly sighed... and then stopped pushing away. "Yeah, well... I guess there really ain't no point in holding it any longer..."

Apple Jack lowered her head in shame and blushed. She then wet her suit the same way Pinkie had. Her insides and kidneys had suffered a lot of abuse that night... and it felt so good to finally let go after being tossed around by those dogs and hurled down the stairs. She knew she was pretty much peeing in her pants, but she didn't have much of a choice, so she made the most of the awful experience being with her friends.

Twilight was next. She knew holding it was futile, and after seeing AJ and Pinkie do it, it didn't look that hard. It would be over in a good ten seconds -- the thin black material wouldn't show it too easily, it would just feel wet. Maybe it would dry quickly? She sighed, biting her lip and pushing a bit. She felt the same warm, tingly release all her friends had. It was indeed a very humiliating thing to do, but once it was done, she felt better. She felt wet and eventually that wetness would cool... but she no longer had a full bladder on her mind at least.

All eyes were on Rarity.

"What?"

"You were the one makin' the request for the little filly's room," said Apple Jack.

"Well, yeah..."

"Rarity," whispered Twilight. "They may hold off on putting protection on you because you're holding it in and suffering. They seem like those kinds of ponies!"

"They are." Said Rainbow Dash.

Rarity paused, blushing.

"What's the matter?" Asked Twilight.

"I reckon she doesn't have to pee, Twi," said Apple Jack. "But do somethin' else..."

Rarity was quick to defend herself:

"Oh, I do! I do! I just... well, I have to do both."

"I'm surprised you didn't do both when the dogs were on ya..."

"I'm surprised I didn't either," replied the Unicorn, looking down at the torn fabric on her leg. "I suppose I have to, don't I? After what you girls just did...?"

"Simmer down there, Sugar Cube... you don't have to do anything you don't want to on account of us. It's gunna happen sooner or later, though, if we can't get out of here."

"You won't think as well with this on your mind," said Twilight. "Do what you think is best... my gears are turning, however."

Rarity winced.

"Turning gears? Twilight, you haven't the foggiest of what to do and neither do I!"

"That's very discouraging talk, now."

Twilight lowered her head... it was discouraging but true.

Rarity looked down at her crotch.

"My sincerest apologies for the second half of this." She said, sighing, releasing her bladder and feeling the warmth quickly grow. A puddle formed between her legs as her tail lifted... it felt gross but Rarity knew she didn't have a choice. It wasn't any massive amount, but felt sticky, gross and warm.

It was now Twilight's turn to sigh, just as Buttercup and Ironhoof turned their attention to Pinkie -- a diaper, onesie, and syringe on hoof. They all watched in horror as their pink friend with the straight mane was stripped, diapered, and sedated in under thirty seconds. They didn't even need to hold her down for the shot. Pinkie didn't voice a single iota of objection. In minutes they knew her eyes would glaze over, though she was already mentally somewhere else... not that it made any difference. As Pinkie's pupils began to widen, Ironhoof loosened her bonds and Buttercup pulled the onesie over her head.

"Rarity..." Whipsered Twilight sadly. "You were right. I don't know what to!"

Buttercup then turned Rarity, looking down between her legs... her nose wrinkling as she approached. She pulled a diaper from the cabinet, along with wipes and foalpowder, then got down on the ivory mare's level. She locked eyes with her and asked a question:

"How does it feel, Rarity? Your clothing is full of horse apples, you went wee-wee in it... you have to feel something, don't you? Does it feel disgusting?"

In response Rarity stared at the floor, biting her lip. She shook her head from side to side.

"Perhaps I should leave like that for a few hours, but I think getting changed in front of your conscious friends will feel a bit more... personal." Buttercup began to tug at her suit, exposing more of her ivory coat to the light. "You're got such pretty legs." She said, rubbing Rarity's thigh, all the way to her Cutie Mark. The mare winced just as she stopped just shy of the modest load in Rarity's suit. "Don't worry... Mommy's going to take good care of you!"

Buttercup stripped Rarity in one sweet motion. The mare was wearing a pair of light blue panties underneath that contained the mess almost as well as a diaper. Stripping her of that she cleaned the dung off her bottom in a few quick wipes. The mare closed her eyes as the diaper came out, feeling it being slid under her well-toned rump and wrapped around her flank. She thought about her family, her dreams... a tear rolled down her cheek. Over time In Buttercup's care Rarity's physique would lose its firmness, but so would all of theirs. She felt Buttercup sprinkling a tiny bit of foalpowder inside of the diaper, rubbing the inside of her thigh... for longer than was necessary. Then the golden mare pulled the padding up between her legs. With the exception of Ironhoof not one pony watched... though they heard everything, including the small whimpers escaping their friend that she wanted to keep to herself. Rarity was diapered.

"Such a cutie." Said Buttercup, beeping Rarity's nose.

She felt both of Buttercup's forehooves on her shoulders and heard another pony approach. She looked up.

Standing there was Ironhoof, holding a out syringe. Rarity continued to look up, unblinkingly, as he stuck the end of it into her shoulder and pushed in the plunger. It hurt a little, though not nearly as much as her encounter with the dogs... she didn't even wince. She knew from looking at Fluttershy and Pinkie shortly everything would fade away. She would then be put in a onesie, probably restrained on a table soon, and the rest of the group would follow.

Buttercup turned to Apple Jack

"You're next." She said, with a smirk. "Ironhoof, you really respect her?"

"Yes. She nearly killed me."

"Then she's yours to care for... keep her clean and healthy. I don't want her. Should you ever tire of this, give her something lethal."

"That will not happen." Ironhoof said, as Buttercup passed him a diaper. He looked down at Apple Jack, tearing a hole in her sneaking suit for easy removal. "I will keep you healthy and soon, I will also break you. Tell me, why did you come here?"

"To save ma friend!" Apple Jack erupted.

Ironhoof opened the diaper and stuck it under the farm pony's rump. He didn't answer her, rather looked over his shoulder to see Buttercup removing Twilight's very wet sneaking suit and positioning her bottom half so that she would be easiest to diaper. The unicorn struggled, but it was all in vain... the bonds were too tight and she knew she couldn't use her magic down here.

"You love her, don't you?" He asked Apple Jack, reaching for the next supply.

Apple Jack did not answer. She sat their, awkwardly restrained, waiting for what he was going to do next... there was nothing she could do.

As they powdered up the last of their victims, Buttercup let out a warm sigh:

"I'm going to take good care of my babies, and it appears so will Ironhoof. You'll always be together... forever and ever. Mommy promises."

Coda

One month later...

Laying back Buttercup was in heaven. Pinkie snuggled up on her left, Fluttershy on her right, their mouths dripping with warm milk, kissing uk against her neck. Rarity and Twilight each suckled on a nipple... each of them already growing plump from a predominantly high-fat liquid diet coming directly from Buttercup's bosom. Their eyes were closed, yet their pupils were wide. Not a clean diaper in the room... all of them more than just wet. It had started to become second nature for all the mares, even when not anesthetized. Front and center was Rainbow Dash, who got a special treat after drinking her fill -- Buttercup's pie, lower, juicer. It was instinctive for her in this state to lick, kiss and suckle aggressively on anything put in front of her. All would have a turn at her nethers as weeks went on... Fluttershy had been the last and Rarity was already selected for next week's end of play season. Buttercup had to admit, next to the Rainbow-maned mare, she was probably the most attractive... especially like this.

As for Applejack she was in the same boat as her friends, but sucking on a bottle instead of a boob... her diaper loaded, wet; pupils wide and indifferent to the fact. Ironhoof didn't tend to keep her in dirty diapers for every long, but there's no way he'd interrupt feeding time or what would come next for that. This was his time to relax alongside his mistress, receiving what he deserved for all the hard work. He wasn't able to get much out of the farm pony, but he knew she hated his guts... he could see that on her face when she wasn't under the influence. He had a camera with him, and this wasn't the first time he'd done this with her -- when the bottle was empty he removed it, and she continued to make the sucking motion with her lips. He held out a hoof and she began to suckle on that. He looked over at Buttercup, who nodded approvingly, then he directed the farm pony's face towards his lap, where (once she found the intended target), resumed happily suckling again. He took a picture each time, just so he could show Apple Jack after she came to... he'd take another one a few minutes later, so he could show Apple Jack how far she'd gone each time and how she seemed to enjoy it. Soon Applejack would get her desert... in more ways than one.

Both Ironhoof and his mistress smiled, allowing the bliss to take them once it did. They'd truly won.