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title = "One-Swats"
names = ["Anon"]
date = "2016-07-31 08:14:07"
tags = [""]
spankers = ["many"]
spankees = ["many"]
posts = [""]
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Collection of one-shots/spank-shots/one-swats/whatever punny name you can come up with, from the threads.
Single and group post will be made later, for now this is the collection so nothing gets lost and is readable together.
Thanks, anons. These fun little bumps are much appreciated.

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*Slap! Slap!*
"Ow! Oow! Bu-but Twilight! I needed your atention"
"MOVING AN INKPOT OUT OF ITS PLACE?!! ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK, APLEJACK?!!"
*Slap! Slap!*

---

"But... But I'm an adult now! You can't do this to meeeee!" Cried Pinkie Pie to her mother who was laying her across her lap.
"I thought you were too big to throw a tantrum, yet here we are" replied Pinkie's mother raising her hoof high and firmly, while her daughter started kicking, trying to escape.

The first spank echoed in the room, Pinkie Pie wasn't able to muffle a loud squeak. The second and the third spank landed on both buttcheeks, leaving pink hoofmarks.
"M--MoooOM! P-P-PleeeAH! Pleease n-no! NNNn!"
But Cloudy Quarts was deaf to Pinkie's pleading. Other mares, too shocked to protest, just stared at the small, reddening butt of their best friend. They looked in trance as the every firm slap made the pink butt jiggle, the fluffy tail trying to clamp down on now wet and winking marehood. Fluttershy and Rarity covered eyes with hooves, Twilight stared wide-eyed on the winking sacred place of the bubbly filly, madly blushing Applejack covered Rainbow's eyes with her hat. Oh, poor clueless mother didn't see the dripping wetness and didn't hear the wet sounds of winking lower lips of her daughter, too focused on delivering the punishment.

The pink butt turned slowly a shade darker when hard smacks landed on the soft skin. Pinkie gasped for air, overwhelmed by the stinging sensation of her underside, it was so painful, yet so... good! Her butt burned with the same fire as her dripping marehood, she was not able to warn her mom anymore, slowly losing control over her body. Soon only squeaks and loud whines were only sounds coming from her throat, mind slowly going blank when the orgasm quickly approached.
Cloudy realised something is wrong after a hard spank across the both buttcheeks, she felt small droplets flying everywhere and some landing on her hoof. Smack! Is this a yelp of pain, or a moan? Smack!
And that was the spank that broguht Pinkie over the peak. Her body tensed, the hindlegs crossed when the mix of warm love juices and urine errupted from her marehood. Poor filly jerked when the orgasm almost blinded her, Cloudy stopped the spanking and watched in shock the stream of liquids hitting the ground and running down her daughter's legs. Pinkie slumped to the ground and in the subconscious act of shame, she pressed her butt against the ground and continued peeing. Stunned mares watched as a small puddle formed under the red and wet buttcheks, the quiet hissing sound, gasping for air and sobbing of their friend were the only sounds that could be heard.

---

Photo Finish looked at the stage silently, rubbing her chin while trying to deduce how to achieve perfection. She knew they were almost there, but couldn't quite put her hoof on it.
The models were nervous, trying their best to stay in those uncomfortable positions, but didn't dare to say a word, as they knew who they were working for.
One of them, the slightly bigger one, was sitting on a wood bench, over artificial but realistic grass, with a painted background of a park in a sunny day behind her.
The other one was laying across her partner's lap, wearing a new, special and childish-looking dress that didn't cover her bottom at all. In fact her bottom was being generously exposed upfront to the camera, the main focus of the intended picture, while she raised and turned her head just enough to look at the camera.
Her partner, meanwhile, raised her hoof while looking sternly to the other's exposed bottom, as she was supposed to.
She hadn't stayed with her hoof raised the whole time, however, as every once in a while Finish would break the silence and decide that the smaller model's bottom still didn't look quite right, meaning the bigger one would actually have to play the role she was portraying, and punish her partner's bottom in the hopes of reaching the desired shades of pink or red.
To this, the slightly smaller model struggled hard to endure, she was a professional, she said to herself, she can take it, she mentally assured herself, she wasn't going tobreak in front of the great Photo Finish.
After several more minutes of silence, Photo Finish finally broke it again:
"No!", she said again.
And so, following the signal, the bigger model punished the smaller model, again, hoping her partner would call quits if she couldn't take it anymore.
And take it anymore she couldn't, it was just too much. Breathing heavily, she finally started crying, lots of tears running loose.
That was it.
"Oh, Yeees!" Said Photo Finish smiling.
*click*

---

(the characters here are humanized)

Dinky's hair was a disaster, no matter how much she brushed it, she couldn't make it look right that night. She didn't want to go to bed with badly brushed hair since it would only get worse by the morning.
Embarrassed, she aproached her mom as she passed by. Her mother instinctively stopped and asked what was it she needed.
Dinky simply looked down at the floor and offered her mom the hairbrush. Dinky was smiling, as it had been a long while since her mother brushed her hair. It made her feel even more embarrassed.
Derpy looked at the hairbrush, confused at first, concerned soon enough. She understood.
Picking the hairbrush with one hand, Derpy carried Dinky underarm with the other arm and into the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and put her daugther face-down over her lap.
Dinky had clearly done something bad and, being the good girl that she is, was feeling guilty and asking for punishment again. They would go into details about what happened later, this part was something they had to get started with right away iif they wanted it to end as soon as possible.
Dinky started struggling, clearly she was having second thoughts, but as her mother, Derpy had to be firm sometimes.

---

"Cadance, come on!" said Twilight to her ex-babysitter and new sister in law, covering her face and smile with a hoof.
"Nope" replied Cadance while positioning her across her lap.
Catching up, talking about old times and taking pictures had somehow led to this. It was pretty awkard now that both ponies had gotten a lot bigger,
"Here it comes", said Cadance while raising her hoof and smiling to the camera. Twilight also smiled to the camera, blushing and embarrassed, but raising a back hoof as if she was kicking.
*click*
Thankfully, Twilight had Cadance word that absolutely nopony else would see that picture ever.
"Well... you can let go now." Said Twilight awkardly.
"...Are you sure?" Asked Cadance.
"Well... yeah?"
"Have you been a good pony in my absence?"
"..."
"Twilight Sparkle, I asked you a question" Cadance tried to sound stern but was clearly fighting against laughter.
"Oh, come on. Yes, I almost never got into trouble."
"Almost, you say?" asked Cadance with an exagerated tone. "Well, no time like the present to catch up."
*slap* * slap* *slap*....

---

"Applejack... I... donthinkicandothis...." mumbled Fluttershy while awkardly laying her first Pinkie Pie across her lap.
"Well you are making it a lot harder for everypony if you don't" said Applejack with her Pinkie already ready for punishment.
They were all in an open field. Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Twilight sitting on chairs and dozens and dozens and dozens of Pinkie Pies forming five lines towards them. For what they managed to deduce, the original Pinkie entered a magic pond that created duplicates of her, some more exagerated and chaotic than others, they had been causing mayhem all over Poniville the whole day.
They couldn't identify the original Pinkie, THEIR Pinkie, especially since most of the Pinkies would insist it was them.
Every previous atempt to calm them down and turn them into functioning citizens had failed, but now it was the turn of Applejack's idea: good ol', straightforward, scare-them-straight dicipline, or "though love as she called it". They were going to spank them one by one, or five by five to be more accurate.
They managed to make them stay in five lines under the threat of a worse spanking if they tried to escape, but they still acted nervous, trying hard to stay in place and some of them making very sad faces in the hopes of mercy.
"But what if one of these is the re... the original Pinkie Pie" asked Rainbow Dash.
"Me!" "It's me! "Over here!" was heard countless times all across the field.
"She had one coming anyway for causing all this." Replied Applejack sternly.
A lot of dissapointed "oh..."s where heard.
"In fact she deserves a harsher one, FOR starting all this." Added Applejack.
For the first time, there was complete silence.

---

"Uhm... Zecora? How is this supposed to help me? What are we going ro do?" Asked Apple Bloom laying across an elevated piece of wood, carefully tied to it, upper and lower body left hanguing at each side. She could only see floor from this position.
"I'm afraid a potion won't do any trick, / this time I'll have to use on you a tick stick. / While making mistakes is not at all wrong, / avoiding consequences halts one's own growth. / While keeping your actions a secret I promised, / they plain and simply cannot go unpunished."
"... you mean...?!"
As Applebloom suddendly understood what was going on, she yelped as she suddendly felt a lash of pain in her behind, with many many more to come.

---

"Wait, you can't do this to me here, it's animal abuse!" Complained Spike, the former baby dragon and current talking dog.
"Have you seen the equines around here? Biting me is also animal abuse in some way!" Replied Twilight Sparkle, former unicorn and current human, who was holding Spike underarm with his upper body behind her, leaving his rump exposed.
She proceeded to spank him, not painfully, just annoyingly; and Spike reciprocated with annoyed whoofs.
The day had been exhausting in that new, strange universe. As weird as it may sound, having those childish fights at night, while on their bed of books on the school library, helped them keep going, as it reminded them of home just as much as agreeing on things.

---

Cloudy Quartz and Igneous Rock were breathing heavily, sweat still pouring from their bodies non-stop like crazy. They were exhausted.
They were sitting next to each other in the living room's couch, their daughter Maud Pie laying all across both their laps, looking completely unfazed.
Maud had earned a severe spanking but it hadn't gone as planned. Her butt still remained intact long hours after both her parents decided to join forces against it, even after trying out every implement possible once their hooves couldn't take it anymore.
Brushes, paddles, belts, crops, rolling pins and many other objects were laying on the floor, overused and even broken down. It was no use, her tush was invincible.
"What do we do now?" asked Cloudy to her husband between breaths, they both looked worried to the point of being scared. "If we let her prevail... if she can get away with things... she may go through a bad path... We will have failed her..."
Her fatigue didn't allow her to whisper, Maud was hearing everything. Despite her emotionless expression, Maud felt awfuly terrible for her parents' suffering in their attempts to hurt her for diciplinary purposes. She didn't want them to go through this again, and it was from that moment on that Maud became the most well behaved girl the Pie family has ever had in their long history.

---

A giant, building-sized, blue, semi-transparent bear with a cat tail was attacking Poniville one night. Twilight reluctantly decided to try and use her magic to deal with it.
Placing herself behind the beast, out of it's range of vision, she casted a spell with her horn and the purple magic took the form of a giant whip, wich she thelepatically lashed on the beast's hindquarters.
The monster stoped still for an instant after the impact, and then let out a cry of pain followed by turning around to confront its attacker, angrier.
Twilight reacted quickly enough and surrounded the beast in the opposite direction, avoiding getting spotted, and lashed her whip on the beast's behind again. This kept going for a while, lash after lash, until the bear had replaced all its fury with desperation and his cries were filled with actual tears.
The bear couldn't take it anymore and ran away, out of Poniville and towards the Everfree Forest.
For good measure, Twilight gave chase and kept whipping the bear's behind good (luckily was in no mood to attack anymore), until it got lost between the trees.
Upon returning to Poniville, Rainbow Dash was quick to congratulate her:
"Way to whup that Ursa Major's hindquarters, Twilight! You must be feeling proud! Prouder than proud!"
"That wasn't an Ursa Major, Rainbow Dash." replied Twilight "Fortunately, it was just a baby, an Ursa Minor!".

Little did they know, things were far from over for the Ursa Minor's hindquarters. Back at his cave, the baby found himself held up into the air by the giant grasp of one of his mother's paws. The Ursa Major was huge, several times the baby's size. Bigger than all Poniville itself.
The baby cried even harder than he had before as her mother lashed her other paw against his behind. She was done trying to tell his disobedient child not to leave the cave unsupervised, especially when she was sleeping.

---

One particular night at the Canterlot castle donut shop, the mane six minus Twilight found themselves held in the air with magic, and getting spanked in their rumps by floating paddles Celestia had secretly brought with her. Each making their own sounds and reactions.
"But Princess Celestia! You said you expected us to ruin the gala!" Cried Twilight who was held over the Princess' lap itself.
"Yes." Replied Celestia in a whisper.
She started smacking Twilight's bottom with her own hoof, the other five being in her range of vision of course. Relieving the stress of the gala and punishing troublemakers while at it, it had gone just as planned.
Spike and Donut Joe watched, not daring to intervene.

---

The Bear under Fluttershy's care was sitting on the floor of Fluttershy's cottage, looking down, sad.
Fluttershy took flight just to be able to lay her hoof over one of his shoulders.
"It's okay... I'm not angry with you. Just a little dissapoint-"
The bear bursted out crying, rising his head and covering his eyes with one arm. Hammy, but honest.
"Oh please dont! I'm... I'm not dissapointed just-".
The bear suddendly stopped, seemingly sturggling to not continue crying, for the sake of letting Fluttershy speak.
"Let's... let's just get this over with... shall we?"
The bear noded, now trying to look as dignified as possible. He laid on the floor, belly down, not needing to rise his behind as his body shape made it prominent enough.
Fluttershy flew around the living room closing the windows and curtains. The other animals had been instructed to stay away for while, for the sake of the bear's privacy and dignity.
She didn't say a thing, comforting would come later. She didn't want him to get her voice mixed up with the pain to follow. No keeping him waiting either.
Fluttershy took the shovel she had brought from her shed, flew towards the bear, then up and close to the ceiling while rising the shovel with both hooves, and quickly let herself fall towards the floor and smashed the shovel into the bear's sitting spot. The bear let out a painful roar while Fluttershy regained altitude and repeated the process again and again and again, never completely in the same spot.
Many ponies, even her closest friends, would be shocked by this display of strenght and agility on Fluttershy's part, it did help that no ponies or dragons were watching her.
By the time she was over, the bear had been redused to a bawling mess. Fluttershy sat next to his head and began comforting him by caressing his neck, not saying a word yet until he calmed down a little.
Next was making amends with the chikens. It was going to be hard after he tried to eat their yet-to-hatch babies.

---

Dad : come here you little brat.
Filly : daddy noo
Dad : lean on the bed
Filly : noo please
Dad : you knew what was gonna happen when you disobey me.
Filly : but i ..
Dad : Now!
Filly : sniff sniff ...ok

he raised his hand and Smacked her on her tushy
owe
Dad : Start counting.
Filly : sniff. o one
~Smack!
Filly : owee t two
~smack!
Filly : ieee three
...
Smack!
aha haawee Seven
Dad : Stop Squirming around
Filly : but it hurt
Dad : I said stop
Filly : daddy noo
he raised her dress revealing her yellow panties
smack smack smack
Filly : owe owe owe
counting counting counting
he then pulled her panties down and started to spank her bare red butt.
Smack smack smack
Filly : (bawling) 13 owe 14 owe 15 owe 16
he reached for a hair brush and spanked her with it
Smack Smack smack
she was crying and bawling as she was spanked with the hairbrush.
she uncontrollbly peed on the floor
her dad spanked her harder
Filly : owee yes daddy spank me harder.
Dad : what ?
Filly : I'm a bad little filly. I deserve to be spanked
her confused dad gave her a soft confused swat with the brush
Filly : no daddy harder.
unknownly he hit her harder
Filly : Yes daddy Harder
Wham !
Filly : umm Harder
WHam!
Filly : Harder daddy
WHAM!
Filly : oh yess,,
WHAM!
Filly : yes harder
her butt already been bruised
The father suddly stopped what he was doing. dropped the brush and said :
Dad : Nope I'm not doing this.
and left the room

---

"You understand why we are doing this, honey?" asked Mrs. Shy.
"Yes, mom" replied Fluttershy reluctantly, looking down.
"Pl-please don't hate us for this." said Mr. Shy.
"I won't, dad"
"Oh, thank you so much, dear." said Mrs. Shy, clearly relieved.
Mr. and Mrs Shy had heard a rant over the radio the other day claiming that there should be more spankings. Among the reasons listed, the angry-sounding pony claimed that it builds character and sets ponies on the right path.
Mr. and Mrs. Shy were very nice and very sweet people in general and parents in particular. Sadly, it seemed that at some point they missed the mark and became pushovers, as their child was growing too spoiled and insolent.
After a lot of anxious debating, they decided to give it a try.
"We knew we could count on you, Fluttershy." continued Mr. Shy, as he and his wife procceded to laid themselves over the side of their bed, next to each other, their back hooves still on the floor, while Fluttershy looked at the cane in her hoof they had bought for the occasion. "You've always been the most assertive in the family".
They hoped that a spanking would give them the motivation they needed to say "No" to their son Zephyr for a change.
After a moment of silence, Fluttershy began to lightly pat her parents' behinds with the cane. They assumed she was getting prepared, but after a while it became aparent that that was the spanking itself, as far as she could give it to them.
Mr. and Mrs. Shy looked at each other without moving or saying a word, they both realized this wasn't working, but they didn't want to make their daughter feel bad, so they started to awkardly pretend they were in pain.

---

Word spread around Poniville of a thief that got inside properties, smashed flower pots and similar objects, and stole valuable items such as jewels.
By chance, Applejack catched him sneaking inside one of the barns of Sweet Apple Acres, but she wasn't giving him out to justice yet, oh no, first she would deliver some justice herself, forcefully placing him across her lap and smashing his rear end with her powerful hooves.
After a while of painful screams like "AAAHH" and "HIYA", the thief managed to say something:
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I'M ON A QUEST SO SAVE THE WORLD!!!"
Applejack stopped and replied:
"I understand perfectly, THIEF. I saved the world a buncha times myself with mah friends, but you know what? Whenever I need money from strangers to do so, I take my time to explain my situation to them like any civilized horse would do. And you know what? IT WORKS!"
She re-started spanking him, this time harder than before, while asking:
"WHAT KIND OF EXAMPLE ARE YOU SETTING?!"

---

Flurry Heart struggled desesperately over auntie Twilight's lap, but the bigger alicorn effortlessly held her in place with magic while reading a book titled "Filly Dicipline".
"Mmh, looks like the modern proffesional consensus is that spankings as punishment do more harm than good in the long run" commented Twilight.
Flurry gasped in relief.
"But it says absolutely nothing regarding alicorn fillies, so let's research it while at it."
*Slap!* *Slap!* *Slap!*....

---

>Fluttershy asked her mom to be spanked on the couch
>she wanted to feel the discipline methods of her new coach on the summer flying camp
>her parents never spanked her, but if she wants to learn to fly she needs to survive one month with Miss Rough Wings and her hoof
>to her surprise, Posies Shy agreed and grabbed her daughter's ear with the mouth
>soon, she took Fluttershy over the pillow on the couch, exposing the small backside of her filly
>poor girl clamped the hindlegs and tail in attempt to hide genitals from the world
>Posies leaned to gently hug Fluttershy and whisper encouraging words to her ear
>she needs to know that every lack of discipline will end on the lap of Miss Rough Wing, spanking and exposing eveything what she has under the tail to other foals
>Fluttershy gulped in fear, but with a red face she slowly spread her legs
>Posies asked if she can start, another nod
>immediately, the adult hoof collided with a small filly's tushie for the first time
>Fluttershy squeaked in shock, feeling the hot stinging 
>soon another and another smack echoed through the room as Posies patiently showed her daughter the methods of discipline she is going to expect outside of their peaceful house
>brave filly survived silently one minute of hard smacks, but then she started to sob
>Posies stopped the spanking and asked if they should continue
>the pain in the butt was so intense, but Fluttershy said a hard "yes", she didn't want to stop
>her mom continued then, the small yellow buttcheeks turning pink
>after another minute it was over
>Fluttershy hugged her mom and weeped in her neck, as Posies held her like a baby, brushing her mane with a hairbush
>brushing was always calming for Fluttershy
>the now red butt was treated with a tender massage of her loving mother, the first time she give her a spanking
>after ten minutes of calming down, Fluttershy nuzzled her mom and thanked her for the punishment
>she made a decission
>she can do it

---

"I WIN!!" shouted Buttons Mash triumphantly. After weeks, he had finally completed the story mode of his newest game.
"Yes, but at what cost? Asked a familiar voice above him.
Buttons had been so focused in his game, he didn't realize he had been moved across his mother's lap with his sight never leavin the screen.
He also realized, now startled, that he hadn't done any of his chores or homework, despite his mother's warnings.
But it was too late, Button's mom was now as focused in her own "game" as he had been in his. Pulling his tail with one hoof as if it was the moving stick of an arcade, she began smashing Buttons' cheeks in the right combination to unlock the desired lesson.

---

Lunch was special that day at Sweet Apple Acres, Apple Bloom had prepared it all by herself for the first time.
"Thish shoup ish great!" congratulated Applejack with her mouth still full "Wha'chur shecret?!
"It's a secret, so don't tell anybody..." whispered Apple Bloom who hadn't eaten yet to better apreciate the others' reactions "I used Granny's Smith secret ingredient!"
Applejack stopped munching and for a moment went pale while staring into nothing, she then looked at Big Mac and Granny Smith who had eaten their fair share already. It was too late.

Several hours later, Apple Bloom was laying over the kitchen's table while Applejack repeteadly smashed her tush with the very wooden spoon she had used for the soup.
Applebloom bawled loudly, wishing she had asked what a laxative does instead of wanting the lunch to be as much of a surprise as possible.

---

Cheerilee : today we all gonna lean about physics
Scootaloo : physics ?
Cheerilee : specifically , the use of force in energy conversion.
in this case we gonna using mechanical work to convert potential energy to kinetic energy
Apple Bloom : the what now ?
Sweetie belle : um Mrs cheerilee it sounds a bit over heads.

cheerilee : well lucky the school has this contraption to help you understand physics.
Cheerilee uncovered the contraption that was covered behind her.
it was a very complicated wooden contraptions. with some pipes and gizmos .
Cheerlee : Sweetie belle , Apple bloom and scootaloo please step forward.
I need 3 ponies to demonstration.
the class room start mumbling and whispering.
cheerlee talked to the little girls. and instructed them on what they needed to do.
they stepped up on that contraption.
Cheerilee : stand still and keep your hooves on this bar infront of you.
cheerilee : ok brace yourselves I'm turning it on now.
she pushed a level on the side of that contraption.
the machine came to life. with wirling sound and start shaking violently.
SB : umm.. cheerilee do you think this is safe ?
Cheerilee : don't worry its normal.
Suddenly the machine Clamp and bond all of the three fillies. their hooves got cuffed. another clamp that was connected to a rod, clamped and pulled their tail up.
all three fillies were shocked and worried.
a lower hatch has been pulled from beneath their legs. a conveyor belt was under it. making them to stand on.
So now all three of CMC were being strapped in thier place unable to move. they were standing with 2 legs on a conveyor belt , they were leaned forward supporting themselves on a bar that was in front of them, where their hooves were cuffed.

Cheerilee : you see class . the conveyor belt aren't moving. but to make it move we need to use the mechanical work.
she pulled another lever.

3 mechanical hands holding crop. and it start whipping their butts.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
owe / eiee . ouch.
they tried to move away from it. being bond like that in that position all they could do is to run on the convyer belt.
and they did and moved the conveyor belt.
the mechanical hand continued whipping them and they continued to run.

Cheerilee : you see class. the Mechanical work this machine is unlocking and converting the potential energy hidden in these fillies and converting it to kinetic energy.

she leaned forward toward the three strapped fillies. with a menacing voice "DO you now understand ?"

---

>Wow, Thunderlane, why did your egghead mom beat your rump?
>I don't wanna talk about it.
>Chicken! Chicken, chicken, chicken...
(You have a song, dance, and sound effects).
(Momma shows up, looking cross).
>Anoncolt, that's no way to behave.
>Whatever, whorse.
You turn away from her and slap your own ass in defiance. Which gives her an idea...
(Smack)
>Ow! Hey! Leggo of me!
Her left hoof and foreleg have your whole torso, (SPANK) including your wings, locked in a vicegrip (SPANK SPANK). You can't see behind you to your... ahem, behind (which is being (SMACK)ed silly by an angry mare right now), but you can see ahead of you: the cloud Thunderlane is pouting on like a foal is where you're being taken against your will. His reddened rear gets larger in your view as the repeated hoofspanks on your backside start to achieve their desired effect and loom larger in your mind. The pain on your naughty little bottom and Thunderlane's similarly-chastised caboose make it impossible to think about anything else, (SPANK SPANK SPANK), and you start to bawl like a newborn blankflank.

Thunderlane's mother finishes the spanking and makes you sit side-to-side next to Thunderlane, two troublemaking tushes taken to task and tenderized. The cloud does little to soothe your pain as the sound of a camera flash immortalizes the moment. Later, you saw what you each looked like that day: two foals with discolored derrières in a side-hug of shared misfortune. The spank marks were the clearly visible focal point.

The resulting photo adorned both of your families' living rooms well into the teenage years of both you and Thunderlane. They were a perfect snapshot of childhood innocence run amok; lasting proof that the two of you were not as big in your horseshoes as you thought you were, and that you two were never too far ahead from a heinie hide-tanning as long as your mothers were doing their jobs.

All the conversations the pictures inevitably started finally ceased once you moved out and the pictures came down... only to reappear in albums at you and your friend's weddings.

Now you're old enough to be dishing out spankings yourself. Thunderlane's filly was such a hoofful at your kid's birthday party that you used your adult-given power to send her home that night with a wine-red flank. Somehow, you knew Thunderlane would understand.

---

Silence.
They were both ponies of few words.
She usually didn't have the courage to speak.
He, meanwhile, prefered to demostrate his authority with actions.
But the silence in the room was suddendly interrupted by her nervous, anxious breathing, wich were met with indifferent silence from him. This reaction, or lack thereof, made Marble Pie force herself to be quiet again, not wanting to make things worse for herself.
The silence was lightly broken again after Igneous Rock quickly pointed at the bed with his muzzle and started swinging the belt he was carrying, in preparation.
Marble's heart raced as she laid across the border of her bed, now the one making sound as her father stopped the swinging.
She heard his steps, getting closer behind her.
Silence. This one far more dreadful than any of the previous ones.
No more silence. He proceeded to belt her buttocks relentlessly and in sucession. She bawled and screamed and sometimes begged. It was hard to say wich source of noise was more powerful.
But several minutes later after the belting stopped, she was far from done making her noises, and nothing stopped her. He remained silent to this, and without saying a word he left the room.
As he left, his wife and her mother Cloudy Quartz entered the room to comfort her daughter.

---

>young pony moms sit on benches around the Ponyville playground
>they chat with each other and watch their kids play 
>every one or two minutes a foal is called by their mom
>she quickly pulls her child's tail up and gives several smacks on the rump for playing too rough 
>foal scrunches it's muzzle from the stinging pain, but a few spanks later it's free to play with friends again
>after a hour or two all foals have red butts and wide smiles on their tired faces
>parents say their "see you tomorrow" to each other and the next day the process repeats

>when fillies grow up and go into their first estrus, colt moms have hooves full with butts
>for sniffling under filliy's tail
>for rubbing a dangling stiff penis on filly's butt
>even for trying to mount a filly
>finally all moms buy a box of condoms and let their kids have some fun
>it doesn't however prevent the young colt and filly butts from being tanned
>for aiming at the wrong hole
>for using teeth...

---

>you are anon
>you took over a filly's body
>you started to experimenting with your little pussy.
>The filly's mom cough you in the act.
>she started to yelled at you and pulled your ear.
>she dragged you to your room and told you that you are grounded.
>and closed the door.
>well ... you continued with the experiment.
>you masturbated hard. and experienced orgasm as a girl.
>you came on the bed.
>you heard your mom coming up 
>you panicked and jumped off the window.
>you ran away.
>Your mom started to chase you.
>you hide inside the park's playground. to blend in with other fillies
>The other moms lead them to your location.
>your mom wanted to show off to the other moms that she can be in charge.
>she pulled you right into her lap and started to spank you in the middle of the park.
>other foals watched you getting spanked.
>being held against your will, your privets being exposed to others.
>the stinging butt pain
>all this was a huge turn on for you.
>but you tried to hide the fact that you are enjoying it.
>your face was flushed red as your butt.
>you let out an involuntary moan.
>you quickly tried to hide that by wailing and pleading.
>yes that is more appropriate reaction from a little filly.
>at first you were acting. but you were unfamiliar with female emotions let alone little foals.
>you started to cry for real. 
>you completely forget about your turn on. and you were occupied by this new emotional experience.
>your mom stop spanking you. 
>you were still crying and having hard time breathing.
>she pulled you up to her back. and walked back home.
>she gave you a bath then put you back into your bed.
>she kissed you goodnight and left the room.
>you started to touch yourself again...

---

>Discord smacks Fluttershy playfully on the rump one day
>Fluttershy squeaks and then blushes
>crosses her back legs and mumbles something under her breath

>later, Discord is at Fluttershy's house
>Flutter Butter approaches him with a big wooden spoon in her mouth
>drops it into his hand
>Discord looks at her confused
>she climbs over his lap
>then sticks her butt up in underneath his face and looks up at him with bedroom eyes and a red face

>evening turns to night
>the faint whacking sounds of wood on skin still make it through the cottage walls
>Discord's lap is sticky and wet
>with Fluttershy's steaming hot red seat still wagging under his nose

>this is going to be a long night

---

Rarity's whines and whimpers as you paddle her tush, her red hot rear wriggling on your knees, the gasps and weepy sobs getting more and more desperate. Promising that she'll be a good girl, mascara flowing down her cheeks, squeaks and moans and loud wails punctuating every new sharp crack of the paddle against her flaming bare bottom. Little bucks of her hips off your lap are rewarded with immediate repositioning of her plump derriere, followed by faster, sharper, crisper thwacks of the paddle that make her choke, gasp, and sob pitifully. Half formed words leave her lips, incoherent and breathless, drowned out by the repeated pops and thwacks of the constant hard spanking to her suffering bare cheeks.

She asks with a choke and a broken wail when her punishment will end, but she hears no response. Hoofy kicks drum against the armchair, butt squirms uselessly back and forth, and her roasted red cheeks still ripple and bounce with every paddle whack.

The spanking still doesn't stop, and neither do Rarity's sobs, pleas, and cries for mercy. 

---

Having spent the last several minutes with your no-longer-bawling adoptive granddaughter in your arms, you decide to ask her a question.
>So, you ever gotten a spanking before, champ?
Scootaloo wipes her nose and lifts her head up from your chest to look up at you.
>Um… Uh-Huh. Rainbow spanked me back at the campsite for getting myself in danger.
>Really? She barely knew you, right?
>Yeah.
>Huh. 
She settles her head against your chest and closes her eyes as you stroke her mane.
You've only been babysitting her for a few days, but you've already come to love Scootaloo as much as your own daughter, the mare who adopted her.
'Course, you're not nearly as proud of her as you are of Dashie.
Scootaloo isn't a world-saving-world-class-athlete-Wonderbolt.
But she's still pretty great. 

---

Alright, she's been in the corner long enough.
>How ya doin', Sweetie? 
>Um… I'm okay, mommy.
>You sure?
Her rump is still red.
>Alright then, let's get you out of that corner, Sweetie.
You lift her up and take her over to the couch.
>Oh, by the way, Sweetie…
You give her three good smacks straight to the base of the crack.
She stiffens up and starts to sob, thinking her spanking is going to continue.
>…That was for peeking earlier.
You pull her into a tight hug. 

---

>after appleJack caught up with applebloom and escorted her to safety.
>she was relived that her sister was ok. and kinda amazed that she managed to deliver the cart in one piece.
>they made the delivery there.
>as the hillbilly ponies were enjoying the pies.
>AJ said" Just remember you wont be enjoying these pies if it weren't for my little sister."
>And my sister.
>But this don't change the fact that trying to make this delivery on your own was a plum crazy thing to do.
>applebloom lowered her head in shame "i know"
>disobeying your big sister, sneaking out while being grounded.
>but.. I did deliver the pies..
>You did and it was mighty impressive. but that doesn't mean you wont get punished for what you did.
>I said I'm sorry.
>sorry wont cut it... I cannot ground you , cause you are already grounded.
>so no broccoli for a week ?
>applejack narrowed her eyes at her sister's sassy remark.
>you know what, I'll let the judges in the discipline center decide the proper punishment for you.
>no .. not them it will be embarrassing..
>you should have thought of that before getting yourself in danger.
After they head back to ponyville applejack dragged AB to the discipline center.
>there was a long line there, each pony got their number to be seen by the judging comity.
>after long wait their number was up and they went to talk to him.
>Aj explained what applebloom did , then listened to what AB part of the story.
>the judge took a short moment of thinking then decided the proper punishment.
>he went and opened a cupboard, and pulled out a cane.
>appleboom trembled in fear when she saw that cane. the judge went ahead and gave it to AJ.
>give her twelve strokes on hind .
>applejack was unsure about this and hesitant to take the cane.
>she lowered her voice and said "don't you think that's a little bit much?"
>miss this is the law and you have to obey it like everyone else.
>he pulled a documented paper of her case and stamped it.
>now it is official.
>applejack felt that the matter was getting out of her hooves.
>she took the cane and looked at applebloom.
>her little sister was kinda afraid of what's gonna happen to her.
>she was breathing fast and starting to sweat.
>Applejack couldn't bare the look at her sister and dropped the cane. 
>she went there and hugged her little sister.
>I aint gonna do this.
>miss applejack mind I remind you that you are directly disobeying the law. 
>I don't care. I'm going to take my sister and go home.
>as she was leaving the guards stood in front of applejack.
>miss for directly disobeying the disciplinary comity you will be punished instead of your sister. and you will be placed on the stocks.
>one of the gaurds escorted applebloom out. 
>the other one escorted AJ to the disciplinary room.
>there she was instructed to lay on a bench and wait.
>minutes later. a pony came wearing the official discipline center uniform holding a cane in his mouth.
>he carried out her punishment.
>He cut her 12 times as instructed.
>the strokes left a mark on her butt.
>she was then escorted out of the center and got placed on the wooden stocks midtown.
sorry for rushing in like that
>applebloom's guilt was eating her alive.
>seeing her sister suffer all caused of her.
>she visited and stayed with her stocked sister. 
>she cried and said that she was sorry.
>applejack reassured her little sister that its ok, and its not a big of a deal.
>but applebloom was still feeling guilty.
>applejack stayed in her stocks from noon till dawn. 
>then she was released.

---

>you are anon
>you have been hired to be the judge in the in the newly opened Disciplinary center.
>it was an official establishment issued by the princess herself.
>the reason behind it is to raise awareness of consequences and to lower the "incidents" rates.
>many ponies in the past got away with criminal and destructive behaviors due to lack of proper punishment system.
>so there you are inside one of the new established building.
>at the first 2 weeks there wasn't many incident reports and it was the good life.
>on your 3rd week the amount of reported incidents rose up.
>one of these reports was about a clumsy Pegasus that caused the construction of a new bridge to collapse.
>it was her fault and there was no excuse for it.
>you decided that
A1 - send her to the stocks.
A2 - 30 smacks on her behind.
A3 - get her fired from her job.

>another case of stealing. a unicorn used his magic to teleport stuff to his bag.
he already sold all the goods.

B1 - make him pay for all the stolen good, and work for the missing ones.
B2 - public stocks for him.
B3 - make him wear the magic muffler for a 2 months.

>these were the good old times. 
>when you get actual cases.
>but few months later.
>these incidents reports have been lowered drastically
>now most of your cases are minor stuff.
>and mostly fillies problems.
>one of your frequent customer is the school teacher.
>she's there almost 3 times a week.
>reporting children to you.
>you ended up being foal sitter... than a judge.
>one of these reports was about 2 little foals 
a filly named Red june and the other one was a colt carrot Crunch.
these two foals were fighting with each other.
Red June did swear at Carrot. and carrot did tease her earlier for failing the running race.

>remembering this case made you sigh.. this is what my job turned into. instead of doing important and powerful disciplinary actions now you ended up with the verdicts like
C1 : issue mouth soaping for Red June.
C2 : Take Red june over your knee and spank her yourself.
C3 : let her write I'm sorry for swearing and fighting to Carrot crunch.
and issued
D1 : 5 hits with a ruler on the top of his hooves.
D2 : take him over your knee and spank him.
D3 : make him sit on the naughty stool in class.
>compared to what you used to deal with these verdicts were nothing.
>and here you are sitting on your disk. waiting for the next report...

the end?

---

Big Mac sobbed into the haystack, fearfully anticipating the next *THWACK* of the switch.
>It's over, Big Mac.
The firetruck-coloured foal felt himself being lifted up and settled down on his father's lap. Almost leaping to wrap his arms around Pa's neck, he managed to sob out:
>AH'M SOOOO- OOOORY!
>I know, Mac, I know.
The only sound for the next minute was Mac's sniffling and sobbing, as his father tried to comfort him.
>O- owwww…
>I'm sorry we had to do this, Mac.
>Now, would you like to go back inside?
>Uh-huh.
>Alright then.
He lifted his son up and started to carry him out of the barn. While it was rather embarrassing for Big Mac, at nine years old, to be carried by his father like this, he had to admit it was better than walking right now.
>Now, I want you to apologize to your mother when we get in. Understand?
>Yes, daddy.
Ma opened the door for them, smiling pleasantly at both of them.
>Well, hello there, boys.
>Um…hey, mama. Listen, I'm real sorry about-
>Shhh. It's okay, baby.
>Alright, Mac, go up to your room until supper's ready.
>Yes, Pa.
Big Mac walked away, visibly wincing as he did so.
>Jeez, have you got any idea how hard it is to get a sense of when to stop spanking a colt that shade of red?

---

>Fluttershy bossing around her parents
>"Are we having spaghetti tonight?"
>that's her favorite
>"No, we're out of sauce so I'm making salads."
>Fluttershy tries "the stare" on her mom
>"Put that stare away."
>She hits her bottom not enough to hurt, but enough for Fluttershy to feel it
>Fluttershy scurries off and waits for dinner

---

>Zephyr Breeze and Fluttershy are running around what should be a peaceful cloud home
>Driving their mother crazy
>Coming up with fantasies about the "Flim & Flam Wonder Carnival" that one of Fluttershy's dumbass classmates went to
>That Hoops is nothing but trouble
>"Will you take us, mommy? WillyouWillyouWillyou?"
>they pester in unison
>"Simmer down, you two. Those things are never as fun as they sound."
>"Awww..."
>"Besides, Hoops might just be making it up. His family hasn't had many bits since his cuteceañera."
>Zephyr Breeze idolizes all of Fluttershy's "cool" classmates and doesn't believe his mom
>"Mom, c'mon, it's HOOPS. He's so smart."
>that little id--?
>"Zephyr, sometimes mommies and daddies talk about these things when little ones aren't around to hear them."
>She coos
>"Hmph. I don't believe you. Take us anyway!"
>They start a new chorus
>"Takeus pleasemommy takeus takeus please please mommy"
>Circling around like vultures
>While Mrs. Shy is trying to pay the pills, keenly aware of how much an excursion like that would cost
>Finally she's had enough
>"Go outside and play, little ones. That's twice as fun."
>Fluttershy, far more obedient, heads for the door
>But even she tries her luck, and makes the kindest, cutest face she can
>"Pleeeeeeeease?"
>"I said no. Go out
SPANK
>and play."
>Fluttershy should really learn how easily accessible her tush is when she's walking away from a frustrated mommy
>One hard slap to her hindquarters ought to be enough for her to get the message
>She's older
>But not too old for a spanking here and there
>Zephyr is still wound up
>"But mommy, we'll do extra chores for a month!"
>What a load of horseapples from her ungrateful son
>Mrs. Shy uses her mouth to lift her son by his scruff, carrying him over her lap
SPANK
SPANK
SPANK
>Fluttershy watches Zephyr's backside squirm under the skilled maneuvers of her mom
>From where she is outside she can mostly just see him kick his back hoofsies, his rump of course, and how it deforms and echoes with each smack
>She's glad that it's not her dragged into that position
>A few more
SLAP
WHAP
SPANK
WHAPWHAPWHAP
>3 quick ones to really make him think
>"When mommy says no, that means no, Zephy."
>"Understand?"
>"Mhm"
>He nods, pouting at the indignity
>The growing colt is still small enough to fit easily over Mrs. Shy's lap, and she hasn't released him yet
>"Any more of this claptrap and you'll be attending a repeat performance of 'Mommy's Wonderful Rump-Roast', got it?"
>"Yes mom..."
>"Go play with your sister."
SMACK
>One for the road, and he's off Mrs. Shy's lap and walking out to Fluttershy
>Rubbing out the flames in his rear
>Finally some peace and quiet in the Shy family house
>Mrs. Shy looked outside
>Her daughter is hugging Zephyr and surveying the damage on his butt
>Mrs. Shy didn't hit that hard, but he's still a few shades away from a Hearth's Warming wreath
>Fluttershy is saying nice things to him to cheer him up
>Well, at least they're cute most of the time.

---

Yes, when Velvet caught Twily touching herself in her bedroom, she only smiled and said it's completely ok to do that, but next time she should close the door or at least tell her to not disturb her until she finishes
One day after a few weeks Velvet noticed almost 10 moist pairs of panties in laundry, she took her daughter on a quick talk to tell her she should pull them down or completely take off if she has a need
Twily didn't listen for the next time
and next time
and another time
Velvet didn't want to ask her daughter why she is doing that, but she presumed it's her small fetish to touch herself through the soft fabric
>she wouldn't say anything against it if it didn't mean more work and washing three pairs every day
One evening her mom caught Twily wearing a completely wet pair of pink panties - enough is enough
Velvet did everything to give her daughter a bit of sexual freedom, so she won't feel awkward about what she is doing, but now she is abusing that freedom
For poor Twily that evening was not the happiest one in her life. Without any warning her mommy dragged her little girl back to her bedroom, pulled over the lap, lifted the mini skirt and took her moist panties off
The spanking she received was one of the longest in her life, mommy's hand worked all around the small buttcheeks leaving a glowing mark - Twily thought she is going to pee herself from the pain and overwhelming burning in her loins.
After Velvet deliveres the last smacks, she ordered her daughter to wait until her panties dry off. Poor girl was covering herself every time her parents asked her to go out of her bedroom 

---

Looks like someone wrote something before I could finish. Oh well.
>Walk into your daughter's room.
>In retrospect, should have knocked.
-Twily, I made cookies-
>See her with her hands in her panties.
>One in front, one in back.
>Frowning, you turn right back around.
>She begins to cry, knowing what's about to happen.
>You set the cookies on the kitchen counter.
>You go back to her room.
>She's taken her hands out of her panties and her panties off of her hips.
-I-I'm sorry, mommy…
-I know, Twily, but you've been warned about this before, haven't you?
-Yes, mommy…
-Alright, come here, sweetie.
>Sniffling, she bends over your lap.
-Now, Twilight Sparkle, I want you to remember this: when you pleasure yourself, always do it with your panties down.
-Yes, mommy.
>The first smack lands.
-YIPE!
>By the end of it, she's bawling. 
-Alright, Twily, your punishment's over.
-Now, would you like to share some cookies with your mother?
-…Oww…Y-Yes, mommy.
-Good. 

---

>you are anon.
>you teach in foals school.
>as you were teaching the foals in your class doesn't do very well and don't listen to you.
>you added new rule for them
>anypony who does 10 mistakes will get punished.
>you gave diamond tiara the chore of keeping track of each pony's mistakes.
>DT was such an ass kisser , she'd do anything to get good grades.
>you hated her type.
>but she was resourceful.
>few lessons have passed.
>you called scootaloo to the board to solve a question.
>she answered it wrong.
>she was embarrassed of her slacking...
>DT then raised her hoof.
>what is it DT ?
>Mr.teacher that's her 10th mistake.
>applebloom: oh noes her tenth mistake.
>Sweetie belle: she's gonna get it.
>that's your tenth mistake little Scootaloo.
>she lowered her ears.
>you know what that means ?
>yes.
>this is for your own good. now bend over. put your hooves on the board and spread your legs.
>scootaloo complied.
>since this was your first 10th mistake then it should be 10 strokes.
>make sure to count them.
>scoot was embarrassed by that position. and how she was spreading her feet in front of her class.
>you raised your hand and...
Smack!
ei..
>you smacked her on her little butt. 
>your palm did hit both of her butt cheeks.
>start counting.
>umm 1
Smack!
aie ..err 2
Smack
smack
owe..3 4
scootaloo's leg were shacking. she couldn't stand still
smack
aha hhaw
>her legs couldn't hold her and fell.
>you caught her, and stopped her from falling.
>you ok
>yes but my legs ... are.. shac.
>it's ok you can lean and grab into me.
>you pulled her up and made her sit on your of your thighs.
>she wraped her hooves around your waist.
>as she was riding your thighs and hugging you. you continued ...
Smack!
awo ... hah hah 6
Smack !
ahahaaooo pant* Pant* 7
Smack
Smack
ahaw aaawww 8 9
>she was squeezing her legs on your thighs. 
>her eyes were full of tears. 
SMACK!
aaaaiieeeee
she let out an uncontrollable pee on your trousers. 
>you let her down of your thighs.
>she was embarrassed and worried about her little accident.
>as she was looking your stained trouser she said "umm I...am... sor sorr"
>don't worry about it . its just an accident.

>then DT said " but sir this was her 10th time peeing"

>well in that case I'm gonna use 'IT'.
>no noo not that
>DT I need your assistance here.
>you pulled scoot on your desk.
>you asked DT to pin her down.
>you opened a drawer and pulled out a vibrator.
>as you were holding the vibrator in your hand. 
>suddenly someone grabbed and hold your arm.
>you turned around to see who it is..
>he was Chris Hansen.
>nice to meet you sir. would you like to have a seat over there.
>suddenly the walls start moving and you realized you were inside a studio all along.
>you were on a stage and there were people sitting in the crowds.
>Oh SHIT...

---

>with her mom gone shopping, Ruby Pinch played with the beachball in the house
>she knew mom said she can't do that, but she loved to do beachball tricks and outside was raining
>*crash*
>there go three bottles of the mom's priceless alcohol collection 
>Berry Punch was far from being happy when she came back to the house
>she found her daughter hiding under the bed
>the next 10 minutes were filled with loud smacks of Ruby's special rubber paddle doing it's job
>for the next two weeks Berry scheduled 20 spanks every day before the sleep
>the catch is that Ruby must ask her mom every evening to be spanked, if she intentionally or accidently forgets about that, the next morning her mommy will deliver 40 spanks with Ruby lying on her back
>Ruby knows any protests or pleading will make her punishment even worse, so she just accepts this as it is
>for the next two weeks their life is like every other day, eating, playing together, watching movies and helping with homework
>but when Ruby puts her onesie on, she automatically pics up her pink rubber paddle and goes straight to mommy's room
>there is no pity, no skip or light spank days, 20 hard smacks land from the focused, loving mom on her daughter's cute buttcheeks

---

 >You have spent the last several minutes with a sniffling filly at your feet.
>You are a Ponyville shop owner.
>You caught this little orange filly trying to sneak some candy out of your store and told her to either pay for it or put it back.
>Guiltily, she put it back.
>It was clear she didn't have the means to pay.
>Then you took her back to your office for a good talking to.
>Called her mother.
>That should be her right now.
>Indeed, a cyan mare opens the door and walks in.
>Pegasus.
"Come on, Scoots."
>Sniffling, the filly gets up and follows her out the door.
>You wonder what it's like being the child of a Wonderbolt/Bearer of an Element of Harmony. 

There's an awkward silence between when the scolding stops and when the spanking starts.
It doesn't last long.
>OWW!
>WAAHH!
>GAAHH!
>YIPE!
And so on, and -AH!- so forth.
It seems like it lasts forever.
It doesn't.
Within three minutes, it's over.
Sobbing and bawling, You're picked up off the cloud and pulled into Dashie's arms.
You're never gonna steal again. 

---

>Twilight Sparkle was using the royal Lab. in canterlot's castle.
>She was creating a super saturated healing chamber. 
>She turned the machine on and entered inside the chamber.
>The machine worked. 
>She can now heal any injuries at accelerated rate.
>but the then the machine exploded.
>the explosion was so big it destroyed half of Canterlot's castle.
>princess decided the best form of punishment for her. is to be spanked in public. (of course)
>both the princess, her mother, Cadance and shining armor took turns for spanking her public spanking.
>her spanking lasted longer than expected cause of her new healing abilities.
>they spanked her harder and harder. 
>Twilight couldn't take it anymore and start crying and bawling.
>they thought that she was faking as they delivered more harsher pounding.

---

"Bend over" you said firmly.
"Anon, wh-what are y-"
"Bend over" you repeated with some clear impatience. "Do not make me say it three times".
Trixie obeyed, trembling.
"It's going to be thirty five. You will count".
You picked the riding crop with your mouth while Trixie gulped.
First strike.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEHHH!! ONE!"

Ever since Trixie went mad with power and took over Poniville, you've now discovered, she's been taking stallions to her chambers and forcing them to pull a dominant act on her as foreplay.
As the strikes continue, you hope that you are doing a good enough job, as you fear that all those other stallions that were whipped in public had been in the same situation as you now but failed to impress her. 

---

"Dearest sister" started saying Princes Celestia, who laid across Princess Luna's lap. "There is a reason birthday spankings have been banned for us, and it's not out of respect. All the guests have fallen asleep at this point!"
Luna just continued spanking.
"How far are we, anyway?" Asked Celestia.
"I don't know." Replied Luna without stopping "I lost count hours ago." 

---

"But hold on!" Cried little Rainbow Dash while being laid across her mother's lap "I passed the test!!"
"Yes" confirmed Rainbow Mom "by cheating."
"Bu-but nobody found out!"
"I did. I'll keep the secret because it was your last chance, but I'll also make extra sure you never do that againg. Expect a summer full of studying".
*SMACK SMACK SMACK...* 

---

"MOOOooooommm" whinned Shining Armor
"Don't MOOooom me big boy" replied Twilight Velvet in an exagerated but somewhat playful tone, holding her teenager son across the border of his bed "I know your hormones are on the rise, but you know better than to spy on your classmares while they change, especially when your mommy can find out".
With that said, she proceeded to unleash her hoof all over his big backside.
Shining Armor was actually stronger than her both physically and in magic (at least when it came to making protective shields), but he was too obedient and usually well behaved to fight back. She doubted it even hurt him at all, but it was humilliating, and that was more than enough.
Velvet smiled to herself during the whole procedure, her little boy was growing up, but right then she was treating him like an actual little boy again. His rump felt different though, almost like.......... her husband's... 

---

>how dare you do 'that' ?
>meh, an old fart like you wouldn't understand.
>Who are you calling "Old fart" ?
>um you ?
>is that a way to talk to your own mother?
>yea what are you gonna do , make a scene in public ?
>exactly , come here you naughty little brat.
>no mommy noo
>oh now you are saying no.
>but everpony is watching.
>good let them watch they'll know how naughty you are.
>momy please no don't bend me over your leg like that.
>this way I can swing my hoof freely 
Smack!
>owe mommy please noo
Smack!
>aha aww mommy no its embarrassing. 
>embarassing huh .
SMack!
>aaaw snif no more please.
>Disrespecting your mother like that.
SMAck!
>awe hic I'm sorry
>I'm gonna take your apology from your butt.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
>Waah aaw aaaahaaaw
>yea not so tough now,where is that sassy attitude from earlier ?
>aah ha hic .. sniff. I'm sorry.
SMACK!
awwoo.
>sorry about what ?
Smack!
>panting# panting# I'm sorry that I called you an old fart.
>you dare say that again
>no mommy nooo
Smack smack smack smack 

---

*whap *whap *whap *whap
*door's open
>Fluttershy I'm in a pickle I need you to ...watch.. ?
>fluttershy was laying on harry's (the bear) lap. >Harry was smacking her butt mercilessly.
>her butt turning into a pinkish shade. 
Whap! Whap! Whap! whap!
>umm yes .. (quiet aw) applejack what di (another soft awch) how can I help you.
Whap whap whap
>after a short pause apple jack finally was able to speak.
>Fluttershy ... um what are you doing ?
Harry still occupied and was using both his paws to smack fluttershy's butt.
fluttershy wasn't protesting and was just laid there receiving them.
>Oh this .. don't mind harry he is (soft eep) I'm just helping him release his stress. (awe)) bears need to act out his aggression or else (ewch) he well get anxiety.
>Doesn't that hurt ?
>nah (ouch) i don't mind I'll do a (aaw) anything for my little animals.
>but how did this all...
>Growl -harry
Whap whap! whap! whap! whap!
>Harry suddenly got more aggressive and smacked Fluttershy harder and faster.
>fluttershy bites her lips and closed her eyes tensing her body as she was taking it.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
then he growled again then stopped hitting her.
>fluttershy with a little tear in her eyes looked back at the bear.
>oh are you done ?
>harry smiled.
>good. now go along and be nice to the other critters in the wood.
>harry left.
>fluttershy flew toward a mirror inspecting the damage.
>applejack stood there speechless during the whole process. then she asked..
>Isn't there any other way for him to release his stress I don't know breaking some firewood and stuff ?
>no he mustn't it would hurt his gentle paws. striking my hind quarters was the best solutions we came up with. plus I like being spanked...
>fluttershy's face suddenly turned red.and she hid her face behind her mane. she blurred that fact out.
>that line echoed inside Aj's head.
>but AJ defused the situation. 
>Well its a win win I guess. anyway can you watch Winona for tonight the apple family is having a trip ...

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>be anon
>you got yourself transported to equestria (the usual stuff)
>you were forced to stay with fluttershy.
>you got bored.
>you somehow tricked fluttershy to belive that your species need to spank someting.
>at first she volenteers to be the spanking subject for you.
>you didn't spank her hard but you managed to tan her hide pink.
>you repeated this process every night.
>one day she brought the other mane 6 with her.
>they were all here to help her.
>so they line up in front of you.
>they all bent over raising their rump in the air.
>Twilight is interested for scientific purposes
>Rainbow Dash thinks she can take more than the others
>Applejack sees spanking as something very normal and just wants to help Fluttershy out
>Rarity pretends to just be tagging along but secretly wants to be spanked
>Pinkie thinks it's going to be fun
>Starlight Glimmer is also there

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Fuck, I messed that up. Here:
>Stand up, Dashie.
She wails into her pillow, seemingly ignoring you.
>I said, stand up.
She can't hear you.
>Oh… poor baby.
You take her hands and gently guide her up toward you.
She wraps her arms around you, bawling into your chest.
You return the hug and start gently rubbing her back.
After a few minutes of this, she calms down enough to speak.
>Mommyyyy… I'm *sob* sorryyyy……
>I know, baby, I know.
>This is the end, I promise, sweetie.
You bend her back over and prepare to deal the first of ten final hand-spanks after her terrible ordeal with the belt. 

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>Rainbow Dash!
ops sorry.
>Why aren't you listening to me. I was explaining the origin of the wonderbolts to you.
pfft yeah yeah...
>as I was saying the pegasi and the earth ponies where ... Spike!!
o ooh.
>give me that... What is this .. the boring teacher of the year... I don't even look like that.
but you are.
>that's it. RainbowDash stand up.
um ok.
>now turn around and put both your hooves on that chair.
is this some sort of game ?
>no!.. yes it is a game. just do it.
umm twilight why are you doing with my tail... Owch! what did you do that for.
you hit me with that ruler. Ouch! ... Twilight! this is not funny. 
>it's not suppose to be funny I'm punishing you.
ouch! a punishment?
>yes it's for your own good.
Nope as if I'm gonna let you hit me.
>come back here this instant.
mleh I'm in the air now. you can't spank me.
>oh yeah.
what the ... I can't move. this is not fair you used your magic.
>you will take your punishment wither you like it or not.
ugh let me go. where are you taking me? 
>you'll soon see.
-oh she's gonna get it.
>spike, do you want a turn too ?
-oh no sorry twilight, I'll go clean the roof.
Twilight this is not the study room. why are we going to your basement.
>this is where you'll learn from through your butt.
my butt.
>yes. Since taking notes didn't work for you. verbal lecture didn't do it either. this is still experimental way of study that got dropped long time ago. I'm pretty sure it would work on you.
I don't like the sound of it.
>oh you wont like it. but this is for your own good.
twilight you are really into it... hey that's a funny looking chair. it looks like it's on backwards. how can anypony sit on that.
>you wont be sitting on it. you'll be laying on it.
hey this is sick let me go ... hey stop pulling my hooves apart. ouch! you that's too tight. I can't move my hooves with these restrains. are these really necessary ?
>these cuffs would make sure you wont be able to just fly off like earlier.
grrr... ok I can understand cuffing my hooves like that but why my neck and why my tail ?
>oh stop asking stupid questions you'll see soon enough.

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>You've done something very naughty today, haven't you, Dashie?
>Y-Yes, mommy.
>And what was it? 
>I sassed you and said a bad word.
>And what happens to little girls who do that?
>They get their mouths soaped and their bottoms spanked.
>Very good, Dashie. 

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Pinkie : did you like the gift I sent you?
Fluttershy : (blushed) ... yes.
Pinkie : oh how was it.
Fluttershy : it's ... quite nice. It kept me busy all night.
pinkie : all night !! wow did you cook something delicious?
Fluttershy : cook ?
Pinkie : well yeah .. with the cutting board.
Fluttershy : a cutting board ! oh so that's what that it... I mean of course it was a cutting board.
Pinkie : fluttershy are you hiding something ?
Fluttershy : (nervously ) nn no?
Pinkie : well okay then . la lala la laa
Fluttershy : thanks Celesita that she left. I hope she didn't notice my red flank.

later that night Fluttershy recived another wrapped gift from pinkie pie. 

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>"Leaving mom!" said Rainbow Dash as she walked through the living room towards the front door
>"Have a nice day at Canterlot High" said Rainbow's mom from the couch. "You know how to get there."
>But as Dash passed next to her, her mom took her by the hand and made a kissy face
>She never left her daughter leave without a goodbye smooch, no matter where she went
>Dash looked annoyed but resigned as she got on of her cheeks close to her mother's face
>Unexpectedly, her mother instead grabbed her by the waist and placed her across her lap
>Dash couldn't even react before her mother gave her a single but firm smack on her bottom, making her shriek
>Her mom then helped her back on her feet and looked at her in the eyes
>"Skip school like yesterday and we'll finish it when you get back home"
>She then kissed Dash in the cheek and guided her outside the house, closing the door before she could say anything

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>an annoyed little Sweetie Belle walked through the hallway, followed by a young, poker faced Rarity
>"Sweetie Belle"
>"No"
>"You must assist me"
>"I said no!"
>"Sweetie Belle"
>"I'm not a mannequinn"
>"If you don't do it, then..."
>"...then what?"
>"...I'll tell mother to spank you."
Sweetie Belle made a forced laughted.
>"Mama can't spank us without reason!"
>"Challange accepted" said Cookie Crumbles, their mother, who they suddendly realizing was standing there looking at them, smiling mischeviously.
>Soon enough both sisters were laying across her mother's lap, getting their bottoms alternatingly smacked, not painfully but soundly
>It went on for a ridiculously long time, their mother jokingly lecturing them all the while
>The sisters eventually realized their father had been there all along, recording with his camera
>They finally started struggling and trying to escape, so their father had to assist his wife

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>Fluttersy, wait!
>I'm sorry Twilight, it's my fault too, I knew the magical juggling with animals was a bad idea and shouls have just said n-
>But everything went perfect!
>PERFECT?! CAN'T YOU SEE HOW TRAUMATIZED THE ANIMALS ARE NOW?!!
they weren't
*slap! slap! slap!*

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>Sweetie's parents find out she enjoys getting spanked
>Start using it as a reward
>"Well, you've been getting very good grades as of late, pumpkin, so we think it's only fair you get a good, hard dose of the belt."
>"YAAY! Thank you, daddy!"

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>you are anon
>you were foal sitting scootaloo.
>you to the bathroom for few mins.
>you came back and see scoots playing on the fan.
>Scootaloo! - you yelled.
>she got startled by you and lost her grip.
>she got flung toward an open window.
>she managed to grab on the window frame. but the window closed on her making her stuck in there.
>her upper body is outside but her bottom half is inside. and the window was holding her in place.
>you quickly pulled up her tail.
>and spanked her.
>she yelped and squirmed.
>the pony outside can clearly see he being spanked.
>She was totally embarrassed and unable to do anything.
>spank spank spank
>owe owe owe
>scootaloo start kicking...
>both diamond tiara and silver spoon walked by.
>they saw scootaloo getting spanked.
>they burst into hysterical laughter.
>scootaloo cried out of embarrassment .
>she pleaded for you to stop.
>you didn't think she learned her lesson yet.
>you wont stop cause she is just embarrased. you want her to learn that what she did was wrong.
>you scolded her and spanked her harder.
>her butt turned red.
>she lost it. and start bawling.
...
>well you thought she had enough. no point spanking her any more.
>you pulled her out of the window.
>you gave her a hug and told her to go sit in her room.
..
>next day at school
>she was teased by diamond tiara.
>she was being called red flank red flank.
>but she didn't know that cheerilee was standing behind her.
>she heard what she said to poor scootaloo;
>she yanked diamond's ear and pulled her toward her desk.
>there diamond tiara received her first school spanking in front of the class.

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>"Well, aren't you just the cutest thing~?"
>"Well, hehe, I mean, if you– whoa!"
The powder-blue dragoness immediately took little Spike by surprise, hoisting him off the ground and into her arms. Her hands were a bit colder than he expected, causing him to squirm a bit as she tried to get him into a comfortable position. Her companions chimed in.
>"Oh yes, simply adorable!"
>"I wanna hold him next..."
>"Don't you worry, little one. We'll take care of you..."
Spike blushed. The dragoness settled him over her shoulder, then motioned for the other dragons to give him a bit of space.
>"(giggle) Back off, girls. This one's mine~."
>"Um, (nervous laugh) I don't think– I mean, maybe we can–"
Spike felt the dragoness tenderly pat his bottom. His face turned even redder.
>"Ah-ah. (pat) (pat) A sweet little baby boy like you shouldn't be hanging out with those mean young dragons over there. (pat) You're staying right here, so we can keep you out of trouble."
>"R-really, it's okay. I..."
>"There, there. (pat) (pat) (pat) No need to be shy. You just need someone to take care of you, that's all. We'll get you something to eat, (pat) then I'll give you a nice lava bath... won't that be nice?"
Spike thought it over for a moment.
>"Um... I guess I am a little hungry..."
>"Oh! Well, why didn't you say so, little one?"
The dragoness picked out a large opal from a nearby pile and showed it to him. Before Spike had a chance to admire the gem, she pressed it into his mouth.
>"Mmph!"
Spike instinctively began to suckle on the gem, as if he were being fed from a bottle. He liked the taste, but still felt a twinge of embarassment as the lady dragons cooed and fawned over him some more.
>"Shh... there's a good boy. Just relax..."
She cradled the young dragon in her arms. As she gently rocked him, Spike felt an odd sense of calm overtake him. He pondered to himself.
>Okay, fine. Maybe I COULD get used to this...

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