From Flyer To Foal - a My Little Pony RP (private)

[AJbestpony]

(Works just fine with me. A time skip may be in order at some point, anyway)

At the same time, Bon Bon's candy store was already seeing an increase in sales, due to the heightened publicity. "Boy, is Lyra going to be surprised when she gets back from her vacation. She and I will be able to spend a whole lot more of our time on those benches."

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Lastly, AK Yearling's editor was thinking of paying her a rare visit to her cabin, as she had not heard from her in some time. "May as well see how she's coming along with that latest volume."

It was from here where Spoiled Rich's seeds of deception would eventually come back to bite her in the flank.

[PonyVictor]

After today’s dinner, everypony was rolled back to their cells, except for Lyra who was rolled to the same playroom that Applejack was in earlier. The nurse positioned Lyra so that she was facing the wall and restrained her hooves in a pair of hanging hoofcuffs so that her hooves are above her head. “So, you know what is going to happen soon, right?” The nurse asked Lyra.

AK sighed. “This cell is boring. Does anypony want to play a game?”

[AJbestpony]

"I wouldn't mind a game," Spitfire remarked as she laid against her bed, "Though since we can't see each other or use our front legs, our options may be limited."

"Please don't do this," Lyra pleaded, struggling not to dirty her already wet diaper in an even grosser way. "This is so disgusting..."

(And one thing I was thinking; maybe once Spoiled Rich is exposed, her prisoners could parade her around Ponyville in a diaper and straitjacket, too. And maybe the head nurse, while we're at it)

[PonyVictor]

(Oh, I was thinking that she gets arrested the traditional way, but that works better. Maybe we can have her forced to use it in front of everyone as well.)

The nurse giggled and gave Lyra's backside a few prods, making her squirm even more. "This seat is going to be full pretty soon. All you have to do is accept it." The nurse then put one of her forehooves on Lyra's belly and started pressing.

"I am thinking of a number between 1 and 50," Red Cross said. Applejack groaned. She does not think that this will be fun at all.

[AJbestpony]

(Just what I had in mind )

"Alright, is it closer to 50 than 1?" Spitfire called out, finding it a nice distraction already.


"No, no, no, no!" Lyra moaned, refusing to capitulate, despite the mounting pressure on her bowels. It was impossible to situate herself more comfortably, with her diapered flank being held in the air as it was.

[PonyVictor]

"Okay, let's make it more fun," Red Cross said. "You may only get 6 questions and I reserve the right to change my number anytime, but I promise that the number I choose will always be consistent with my answers to your questions. I will consider that your first question and say that my number is closer to 1."

The nurse is surprised with how well Lyra is holding on. Maybe taking part in long concerts has given her decent experience in holding it. But the nurse knows that it does not matter since she will lose eventually anyway. She started pressing Lyra's belly repeatedly as if she were pumping her stomach.

[AJbestpony]

"That sounds fair," said AK, "So, is it a prime number?"

Lyra struggled but to no avail, and with the combination of the laxative's effects, the uncomfortable position she was in, and the rubbing of her tummy, she felt her bowels finally cave in.

FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!

She broke down and began sobbing as her diaper filled up quickly.

[PonyVictor]

"No, it's not a prime number. Now, you know that the number is some non-prime number from 1 to 25. You have four questions left," Red Cross said.

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" The nurse said before patting the back of Lyra's messy diaper.

[AJbestpony]

“Is it divisible by four?” Spitfire asked next.

Lyra just continue to cry as her loaded diaper was caressed.

[PonyVictor]

“No, it’s not divisible by 4,” Red Cross said. “Three questions left.”

“Okay, now, are you ready to go back to your cell?” The nurse asked Lyra.