Anon X diamond Tiara 1/3

>You find yourself at Filthy Riches' mansion. It has something to do with you having to babysit Diamond Tiara.

>The doorbell rings. The pizza delivery pony is here.

>“Anon! Get the door!”

“I’m on it Tiara!”

>“That’s Diamond Tiara to you!!”

>Dear God! This little slut... Why are you even babysitting her? You know there are more qualified ponies in this town...

>You smile politely at the delivery pony. You happily take the pizza box.  

>You close the door and walk upstairs to Diamond Tiara’s room.

>She’s not there. Where could she be?

>“Anon! Hurry up, I’m starving!”

“Where are you diamond Tiara?

>“Don’t call me Diamond Tiara anymore, call me Mistress Diamond Tiara. That sounds more fitting.”

>If your hands weren’t tied, you’d face palm right about now. Instead, you slam your head into the pizza box.

>“I’m in here”

“Where is here?”

>“Don’t give me that attitude! I’m here!”

>She sounds like she’s in one of the rooms close by.

“Yes Dia-” you almost forget. “Yes Mistress, I’ll be right there.”

>You walk into the room expecting her to be playing with stuffed animals or something.

>You where horribly wrong. You’re in a bathroom, and in front of you is a pink filly in the middle of her bubble bath.

>Naked ponies are common sights in Ponyville. You practically see them everywhere. However, seeing a filly in a bathtub is a completely different story.

“I um…..” you have literally no idea what to do right now. “Do I just set it down?”

>“No, you idiot, come over here.”

>You walk up to the tub.

>“Well…”

>You just stand there awkwardly. You have no clue as to why she’s saying that.

>She gives you a disappointing stare.

>Diamond Tiara shakes her head. “Anon. You must be an idiot, because if you think I’m getting cheese all over my sparkling clean hooves, you got another thing coming for you! Now feed me before you actually make me angry!

“Ok. I am not going to do that. I feel weird that-”

“That what? That you’re in a bath room with a poor, defenseless little filly?”

>She pretends to be a scared now “Officer, I was in the middle of my bubble bath, and Anon came in here and tried to touch me places and-”

“NO. No that’s ok, I’ll feed you.”

>Your anger is clearly visible, and she smiles contently. There is no doubt in your mind that she’s a spawn of Satan.

>You feed her until she’s eaten enough, and only then are you allowed to eat.

>There has to be a way out of this. You need to get even; fight fire with fire. Just then, an idea pops in your head; Diamond Tiara has to have a diary somewhere, and if you can find it, you can black mail her.

>You spend the next few hours being her “Idiot slave” looking for every opportunity to break away from her.

>You final get your break when she sits down to watch some TV.

>Gossip Ponies just came on, and her eyes are glued to the screen. This is your opportunity.

>You sneak out of the living room and slither your way up the stairs.  

>It’s not long before you find her precious diary neatly hidden under her pillow.

>You flip through its pages; expecting to find something about a colt she might have the hots for or some other dumb gossip you can use to your advantage.

>What you see next blows your mind, and you take a seat right on her bed room floor and continue reading.

>Almost every page has your name on it somewhere. There are even some crude drawings, she made including one where you two are kissing, and another of you two getting married.

>One of the entries even talk about the sexual things she wants to do with you, is she even old enough to know that?

>This is literally insane! You’ve always thought if Diamond Tiara wasn’t such a cunt, she’d actually be cute, but a filly?  There are definitely moral issues here.

>You’re not about to put your Willy in her filly…..God your fucking idiot, why would you ever say that.

>You don’t know how to approach her. In any case, an issue like this needs to be thought through; carefully. Maybe you should just get up, put the diary back, and call it a day.

>“Anon! What are you doing in my room!?”

>The sound of her voice sends shivers down your spine.

“I.....well...I was….just…” so much for thinking it through.

>Her eyes drift to the book in your hands and a bright blush appears upon her face. You can clearly read the mix of fury and embarrassment on her face

>“Y-y-you. I-I… I. don’t look at that! Get out of my room!!”

>Fuck.

>You don’t know what to say, might as well try to use it against her.

“Why is my name written in every page of your diary?”

>She tries to take it from your hand, but you easily stop her by placing your it on her forehead.

>She desperately flails her forehooves trying to get closer to her diary “Give it back!! I’ll have my dad fire you for going into my room!”

“You wouldn’t do that, you like me…Right!” You say it teasing her. “You made your dad hire me. Didn’t you?”

>She stops struggling and takes a step back.

>“Puh-lease… Like I’d ever be interested in you! I’m the smartest, prettiest, and richest filly around. I have every colt wrapped around my hoof. Now give that back before I call my daddy!

“Are you even listening to yourself right now!? I’ve Spent all day being bossed around by you, and for what? So you don’t call the cops on me for being a sex offender and a pedophile; and what’s worst of all, you want me to do that!”

>Diamond Tiara’s cheeks are now on fire. “T-That’s not true!”

>She looks away in shame trying to find the right words to say. “That diary isn’t even mi-”

>You turn to the still open diary in your hands. You pick an entry and read it out loud.

“I know I haven’t tasted a dick before, but I think I’d want Anon to be my first”

>You look back at her.

“Shall I continue?

>You’re too busy being a jackass to notice the tears fill up her eyes.

>“Maybe he could teach me how humans make love!” You put her diary down. “Make love? Seriously? I’d never do that, not with a bitch like-”

>You’re caught mid-sentence after what you’d thought would be a quick glance.

>Diamond Tiara is gritting her teeth in pain. Her eyes are wide with rage, yet tears are pouring out.

>You didn’t stop to realize how demeaning you sounded. You never expect to see Diamond Tiara cry, but after that glance, you realized how hurtful your words were.

>You just stare back, speechlessly for what feels like ages.

>She breaks the silence by completing your sentence. “A bitch like me….”

>She says it with a painful whisper, and before you can do anything about it, she darts out of the room.

>Boy…You really fucked up.