This short clopfic contains: noncon foalcon, sadism, forced diaper usage (with a chastity cage), cunnilingus (mostly in reference), pee drinking (in reference only), spanking and anal rape (stallion on colt sex - mostly in reference).

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>The young earth colt Truss stood infront of his mistress in her study. Feeling nervous as it wasn’t the usual time to be servicing her. Normally he would have the midday for himself. 

>His middle-aged, unicorn mistress Senrosa Snow. Had initially bought him a year ago as a cleaning maid. Unfortunately for him, that role quickly changed.
>Nowadays he spent most of his time pleasuring her with his tongue under her desk. His mistress seemingly having little other interest in him. 

>To keep him obedient Senrosa kept him diapered at all times. However, not wanting to deal with the changes often. She made him wear thick, magically infused diapers that didn’t smell or leak. They were specifically tailored for long term use. Stretching to accommodate several large messing’s by the wearer.
>And if he ever dared to misbehave. She would simply keep him in the same pair for longer.

>”Mistress? You called for me?”
>”Truss, I told you previously that I was having two guests over tomorrow. And that I had purchased a cake for us to enjoy. Tell me, why do you think I told you that?”
>”So… that I wouldn’t touch it?”
>”That’s exactly right. So then tell me, why is there two slices missing from it as we speak?”
>”I… I-I left m-most of it t-to—"
>”That’s hardly the point now is it Truss!” She interjected harshly.
>”I-I’m sorry m-mistress! I-Its just been so very long s-since I’ve had any. And w-when I saw it in the fridge… I couldn’t s-stop myself….”
>”Then I hope it was worth it. Get next to me and turn around!”
>”Y-yes mistress….”

>Waddling up to her and turning around. He presented his padded rear to her.
>Bringing a hoof to it Senrosa squeezed and fondled the discoloured diaper for a moment. Feeling the impressive heaviness of it. Before opening one of her desk drawers and bringing out a canister of itching powder.
>Grabbing the diaper by the backseam and pulling it open. Senrosa then unsympathetically tipped the can over. Dumping most of its content out into the opened diaper.
>Once satisfied with the quantity she let go of the elastic seam. Snapping the diaper snugly back in place.
>Using her right hoof she then proceeded to jostle the garment up and down several times. Dispersing and spreading the cruel powder everywhere inside.

>”You’ll get a change tomorrow by our guests. Now get underneath the desk. No crying, I need to focus.”
>”P-please mistress, i-its already been three days!”
>”And now you’ve just earned yourself a bottle of my *warm milk* before bedtime. Any more complaints?”
>”N-no, I-I’m s-sorry!” He said as he hurriedly got below her. Placing his soft lips on her marehood.

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>The following morning he tiredly greeted his mistress guests. His eyes were still somewhat red and puffy from all the crying he had done in his bed.
>His bottom had irritated him greatly throughout the night.
>The itching powder and the diaper rash combined—had made his butt feel like it was covered in coarse sandpaper—that constantly rubbed and chafed against him. 
>Regardless, he knew not to complain openly about it. 
>Forcing himself to smile as he cutely hugged both guests. Spinning around and lifting his tail up for them. Embarrassingly and reluctantly, flaunting his bulging diaper to them. Letting them pat and grope him however much they liked.

>The guests this time were seemingly a couple. A unicorn stallion and a pegasus mare.
>”Wow such a *big* diapie you have on! Have your mistress forgotten to change you today?” Said the mare, leaving his diaper alone and ruffling his short, dark mane instead. Teasing and cooing at him all the while.
>”N-no, I’m being p-punished miss. I’m supposed to a-ask you for my... ch-change today.”
>”Oh, is that so? I’m sorry cutie, but I’ve just done my hooves. Darling, do you mind?”
>”Sure, I’ll gladly help!” Exclaimed the stallion excitedly.
>”That’s very kind of you.” Said Senrosa to him, before turning back to her colt. “Now you better listen and do exactly as he tells you to do. Understood?” 
>”Ye-yes m-mistress.”
>“Good boy. The changing room is just down the hall, to the right. Use the brush on him if he gets feisty.”
>”Will do ma'am!”

>Grabbing the young colt by the shoulder, the stallion led him down the hallway.
>And as they left his pegasus mate said loudly to both of them: ”Have fun you two~.” Watching their pretty flanks disappear.

>Entering the changing room the unicorn gently lifted Truss up onto the soft changing table.
>Laying him down on his back, he snapped the four diaper tabs open. Lowering the front cover open and displaying the filthy contents inside.
>Once open and exposed he immediately noticed the tight, studded chastity device that his little sheath and testicles were crammed into. That and his hairless butt cheeks. His mistress was keeping him shaved for easier cleaning. He couldn’t help but snicker at the sight of it.

>As the large male was looking down on him. Truss couldn’t help but blush and fret anxiously about. He didn’t like how eager he was. Nor the way he was staring at him.

>Eventually, with his unicorn magic, he took hold of the soiled diaper. Sliding it carefully away from him and into the bin below them.
>Not bothering to wipe him, he instead lifted him down and into the shower. Magically holding his tail up and rinsing his naked, inflamed cheeks off.
>After a while he brought the showerhead to his chastity cage. Spraying inside of it and clearing it out with warm water. Watching the young colt uncomfortably shift on his four hooves as he did.

>And once all the cleaning was done he wrapped him up in a big, fluffy towel. Drying him.
>Whilst getting towelled Truss could see the stallion getting hard before him. His shaft was poking out from his sheath. Now swaying and throbbing stiffly between his hindlegs.
>Seeing his erection made him whimper. Suddenly feeling very threatened he tried pulling away from him.

>Amused, the unicorn simply enveloped him in his magic. Taking hold of him and bringing him back to the changing table.
>He then placed the frightened colt down on his stomach. Impatiently pinning him down with his bare rump and hindlegs jutting out from the table. Spreading his haunches open before bringing his needy shaft up and between them.

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>And because the changing room door had been left open. The two mares easily overheard the wailing cries that echoed out into the hallway. The desperate, pleading cries were accompanied by much deeper, lustful moans.
>Currently sitting in the living room both mares knowingly laughed. Enjoying the endearing distractions as they discussed their business-related affairs.