Extreme Rainbow Fetish

Rainbow Dash had just finished winning an aerial race against Lightning Dust. She was wearing her Equestria Games outfit: A yellow tank top and skintight white shorts. She was exhausted and sweaty, so she flew to Sweet Apple Acres, where Applejack had set a whole barrel of cider specifically for her. What Applejack didn't know was that Rainbow Dash had put an entire container of fart powder into the barrel.

Rainbow Dash took a mug, filled it with cider from the barrel, and downed it in one gulp. She continued to do so until the barrel was empty. This was an awful lot to drink, but she could never get enough cider!

Rainbow waited patiently, and then, to her delight, she felt extremely gassy. She let out a loud, wet fart, and giggled. She thought it was absolutely fun to fart, and that farts were funny. Dashie let out an airy fart after that, then a louder fart. She paused for a minute, then...

PPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFRRRRRRRT!

Rainbow fell on her back and laughed hard at the wet fart that had just come out of her. She laughed so hard she accidentally let a few more farts - which only made her laugh harder.

After farting several times for five minutes, Rainbow Dash felt the biggest fart coming. She wanted someone else to hear this! She considered flying to Pinkie Pie, who found farts as funny as she did, but she wasn't sure she could hold it until she got there. Rarity was off in Manehattan, and Twilight was off on a friendship mission with Fluttershy. Applejack was closest, if she was here, so she'd have to settle for her.

Rainbow Dash looked inside the barn and saw Applejack taking a nap, after a hard day's work. Rainbow Dash positioned her behind directly in front of Applejack's face.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!

A loud, boisterous fart exploded out of her rear. Applejack woke up, and gagged at the stench while Rainbow Dash fell on her back and laughed harder than she ever had this day. She farted a few more times, which, again, made her laugh harder.

"Ugh, Rainbow!" said Applejack. She wasn't offended by farting but she didn't find it funny, and this was absolutely disgusting. But at the same time, she did find it arousing for another mare to fart in her face, especially Rainbow Dash...

"Lighten up!" said Rainbow Dash once she had stopped laughing. "You should see the look on your face!"

Applejack was fanning the smell away with her hat. "What in the hay did you eat?"

"I put an entire box of fart powder in that barrel of cider you gave me, and drank it all!" Rainbow looked very proud of herself.

"Ah'm gonna have to punish you for that." Applejack grabbed a nearby lasso. Rainbow Dash realized what Applejack was about to do and tried to fly away, but Applejack wrapped the lasso around her back legs, tying them together and forcing her face first to the ground. Applejack tied the other end of the rope to a post, then grabbed another rope and tied Rainbow Dash's front hooves together. Then she tied her wings to her sides.

"What are you doing?" said Rainbow Dash, struggling against her ropes.

"Givin' you your punishment," said Applejack, who was blushing lightly. She walked over to Rainbow Dash's rear end. The fart smell had cleared by now, but Dashie's shorts still smelled like farts. Applejack sat down, put Rainbow Dash over her knee, raised her right hoof, and slapped Rainbow Dash's butt as hard as she could.

"Ow!" said Rainbow Dash.

Applejack spanked Rainbow Dash 30 times in total. Rainbow Dash started whimpering after the thirteenth swat. By the time it was over, Applejack set Rainbow Dash back on the ground and looked at her with a satisfied look on her face. Rainbow's butt hurt, and she couldn't even rub it because both her sets of hooves were tied together.

Applejack knew Rainbow Dash didn't mind other ponies putting their hooves on her butt in any way, including slapping it, aside from the pain that came with this one, which she had coming for farting in her face. But Applejack still enjoyed this a little too much.

"All right, you gave me my punishment, can I go now?" said Rainbow Dash.

"Sure," said Applejack.

Suddenly, Queen Chrysalis flew in and cast her mind-control spell. Applejack resisted, but soon her eyes were tinted green.

"I can't put you under my total control in such a short amount of time," said Chrysalis. "But I can let your darkest desires take hold. I saw how much you enjoyed slapping her rear end, even if she didn't think much of it. Now you will not hold back on forcing your darkest fantasies on her!" She flew away laughing maniacally.

Rainbow Dash was very nervous. "What's that supposed to mean?" she said, accidentally farting loudly.

Applejack turned toward Rainbow Dash, who saw the tint of green in her eyes. "On second thought, I'll leave you like this until three days are up."

"Three days?!" said Rainbow Dash, beginning to panic and trying to pull herself free of the ropes, but Applejack had tied them tight.

"Don't worry, I'll give you some cider," said Applejack.

"What if Apple Bloom, Big Mac, or Granny Smith come in?"

"They're away on a trip. They'll be gone a week. I stayed behind to look after the farm, but I've done most of my work already."

"You don't have to do what Chrysalis says," said Rainbow Dash. "Can you please let me go?"

"Nope," said Applejack, slapping Rainbow's tush. Rainbow Dash farted again, but this time she didn't laugh.

...

An hour later, Rainbow Dash's butt was feeling better, but she really needed to pee. She had, after all, drank an entire barrel of cider.

"Applejack! I have to pee real bad!"

"You'll just have to hold it," said Applejack, blushing and trying hard not to grin. She had expected this to happen, and couldn't resist from a combination of Chrysalis's spell and Rainbow farting in her face.

"I'm serious! I REALLY need to go!"

"Should've thought of that before you farted in my face."

"I'll never do it again! Please let me go!"

"No can do, sugarcube."

"Then can you at least pull my shorts down?"

Applejack walked behind Rainbow Dash. Rainbow felt relieved for a bit. Sure, she'd still be peeing in front of Applejack, but at least her shorts would stay dry.

Then Applejack slapped Rainbow Dash's butt hard. Rainbow Dash let out a whimper as she leaked a bit into her shorts. She desperately tried to hold the rest of it in as Applejack swatted her four more times. With her hooves tied, Rainbow was unable to hold herself or even cross her legs, making her very uncomfortable.

Somehow she managed to hold it for about an hour, by which time Applejack needed to pee, and Rainbow Dash was really fidgeting, trying to untie herself to no avail. Applejack lifted her leg and began peeing on the barn floor, in full view of Rainbow Dash, sighing of relief.

This was too much for the pegasus. Rainbow Dash began wetting herself uncontrollably, blushing with embarrassment as she felt the warm wetness soak her shorts and form a puddle under her. She couldn't deny that the relief felt wonderful, but this was overridden by the humiliation of peeing herself in front of Applejack. At this point her front legs were resting on the ground in front of her, and her back legs were positioned so her behind was in the air.

Applejack, meanwhile, only peed for 10 seconds, keeping her back legs dry, and blushed profusely at the sight before her, every bit as satisfied as Rainbow Dash was ashamed.

Rainbow Dash ended up peeing herself for a minute and 44 seconds. Applejack was impressed at this.

"Shame on you, wettin' your shorts like that," said Applejack, unable to hide her enthusiasm. She kicked Rainbow Dash in the butt as hard as she could.

Pain shot through Rainbow Dash's rear and tears flowed down her face. "Can you let me go now?"

"Ah said three days," said Applejack.

"Can you at least let me change?"

"Nope! You're stayin' in your wet shorts the entire time!"

Rainbow Dash moaned. But deep down, part of her enjoyed this...

...

A few hours went by, and Applejack at least moved Rainbow Dash out of the puddle she had made on the floor and cleaned it up. Rainbow hoped this meant she would let her change out of her wet shorts, but she didn't.

"Here," said Applejack. "Have some cider."

Rainbow Dash had to accept. Applejack held the cider mugs out and Rainbow Dash drank it as fast as she could, for she was thirsty and she loved cider! She knew this might make her wet herself again before this was over, but at the moment she didn't care. Applejack gave her a total of 10 mugs of cider. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

After ten minutes, Rainbow Dash farted loudly. Applejack chuckled. She loved seeing Rainbow fart, so much that she had spiked her last cider with fart powder.

Still in the position with her rear end raised into the air, Rainbow Dash released a series of loud, wet farts, some of which were long. She chuckled a bit. This made things a little more fun for her, and as long as Applejack didn't get behind her she wouldn't be punished for it.

Applejack stared the whole time, and after a particularly long fart, she couldn't help it. She ran behind Rainbow Dash and positioned her head right next to her butt.

"Applejack what are you doing? I can feel another big one coming!"

"Uh, I wanna see how determined you are to hold it," said Applejack, blushing.

She wasn't a very good liar. Rainbow Dash could tell Applejack wanted her to fart in her face. Probably so she'd have an excuse to spank her again.

PPPPPPPPFFFFFFRRRRRRT!

Rainbow Dash stopped trying to hold it in and farted in Applejack's face for seven seconds. She wasn't sure why. Was it because she knew Applejack was inevitably going to spank her again? Or... was it because she wanted her to?

"That'll be 30 spankings," said Applejack, and she slapped Rainbow Dash's butt with her hoof over and over again. She seemed to swat slightly lighter than before.

After the 22nd swat, Rainbow Dash accidentally farted, causing Applejack to spank her 10 more times. Her butt was sore for two hours after that.

...

By nighttime, she really needed to pee again. Applejack was asleep.

"Applejack!" said Rainbow Dash.

Applejack woke up. "What is it?"

"I really, REALLY have to pee!" Though she suspected she knew what Applejack's answer would be.

"Just go in your shorts," said Applejack. "Unless you think you can hold it for two more days."

"You don't want to have to clean up another puddle, do you?" Rainbow Dash was really fidgeting, a pained look on her face.

"Ah don't mind," said Applejack, blushing. She yawned, but tried to stay awake so she wouldn't miss this.

Two hours later, Rainbow Dash was still in desperate need of a bathroom but she hadn't peed yet since the last time. Applejack got tired of waiting and slapped Rainbow Dash's butt five times. Rainbow Dash held it in the entire time, but once Applejack resumed her original spot, the pain in her rear made it too hard to hold it in anymore. Rainbow Dash peed, turning her shorts from damp to wet, and making another big puddle on the floor. She blushed in embarrassment, but almost a minute later, she let out a sigh of relief when she was almost done. "Ah, that's better."

This part aroused Applejack even more.

"Well, good night," said Applejack once she was satisfied enough.

"Wait! Aren't you gonna clean this up first?"

But Applejack was already asleep. Rainbow Dash had to lay in her puddle of piss for the entire night.

...

The next morning, Applejack cleaned up the puddle. Every few hours she'd give Rainbow Dash a LOT of cider, and some apple pie. Sometimes she'd slap Rainbow's butt five times. By now Rainbow Dash smelled really bad. It was a hot day so she was sweating a lot, though she never got dehydrated because Applejack gave her so much cider. The fart smell still remained on her as well, but her shorts were saturated with pee.

Occasionally Applejack would put fart powder in Rainbow's cider, but resisted the urge to let her fart in her face again.

By this point, Rainbow Dash had stopped trying to break free of the ropes, knowing it was futile.

She had to pee again around noon. She knew Applejack wouldn't let her go, so she stubbornly tried to hold it as long as she could.

Applejack noticed her fidgeting and said "Just go. You're already wet, so it won't make a difference."

"I don't wanna pee myself again."

"Let me help you." Rainbow Dash thought Applejack was going to slap her butt again, but instead she sat on her back.

"Applejack, what are you..."

Rainbow Dash stopped as she felt her back, wings, and yellow tank top slowly become soaked. Applejack sighed as she peed all over Rainbow Dash.

Five seconds into this, the warm wetness was too much for Rainbow Dash, who peed herself yet again. Applejack could hear the hissing sound coming from her and knew this had done the job.

...

Rainbow Dash had to pee two more times that day, but this time she just let it all out, still ashamed beyond belief but not wanting Applejack to pee on her again, or slap her butt too hard.

She somehow got to sleep that night, as Applejack had cleaned up her most recent puddle, but she awoke to find herself in another puddle! She had peed in her sleep! She was even more ashamed at this, and Applejack was surprised and aroused. She patted Rainbow's butt lightly before moving her out of the puddle and cleaning it up.

About an hour later, another urge hit Rainbow Dash. "Applejack, I need to go!"

"You know what to do," said Applejack.

"Yes, I know, but... I don't have to pee this time."

"That don't change a thing."

"Peeing myself is one thing, but I can't stay like that until tomorrow morning!"

"Then hold it."

Rainbow Dash held it in for another hour, but after that, she couldn't hold it anymore.

PPPPPBBBBBBLLLLLLLTTTTTHHHH!

Rainbow Dash let out a loud fart, and released a very wet brown mess into her shorts. Applejack was even more aroused at Rainbow Dash's noisy accident.

Rainbow Dash had already smelled really bad, but she had been able to ignore it. Now the stench of her manure reached her nose, and she couldn't stand it.

...

She continued to lay there in her wet, smelly, soiled shorts for the rest of the day, wetting herself two more times before going to sleep. At least Applejack wasn't slapping her butt anymore.

She woke up next day, again in a puddle. To her dismay, Applejack was still asleep. Rainbow Dash waited impatiently for her to wake up. During the wait, she realized she had not peed herself all the way in her sleep, as she could still feel some liquid in her bladder. She probably could have held it, but she was already in a puddle, so what harm would this do? Rainbow Dash peed, secretly enjoying the feeling.

Eventually, Applejack woke up.

"It's been three days, but ah think ah'll leave you tied up for one more day."

Rainbow Dash looked into Applejack's eyes, tearing up a bit. Suddenly face to face with the pony she liked, Applejack shook her head, her eyes back to normal. Chrysalis's spell was broken. Applejack looked down at Rainbow Dash and blushed, feeling very ashamed.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, sugarcube," said Applejack. "Ah don't know what came over me."

"It was Chrysalis's spell," said Rainbow Dash. "It wasn't your fault."

"Ah didn't feel like ah was under a spell. Ah just felt so... never mind. If ah really was that way cause of a spell, I'll get her good for puttin' you through that."

Applejack untied the very wet and very smelly Rainbow Dash.

"Finally!" said Rainbow Dash, stretching her wings.

"You can have some cider if you want," said Applejack.

Rainbow Dash drank 14 mugs of cider without hesitation.

"Aren't ya gonna change out of your outfit and take a bath?" said Applejack.

Rainbow Dash hadn't even thought to. Despite her humiliation she kind of enjoyed the state she was in. She smelled like a combination of farts, sweat, pee, and manure, but she didn't mind as much as when she started. She blushed a little, giggled nervously, and stepped toward the bubble bath Applejack had prepared.

Then Rainbow Dash turned around and farted in Applejack's face. It was a loud, sloppy, wet fart, and Rainbow thought she might have added to the mess in her shorts. She blushed and did the best imitation of a smug, self-satisfied grin she could muster, winking at her.

"I'm tyin' you up for one more day," said Applejack, who couldn't hide her smile. She took the hint, and felt immensely relieved that Rainbow Dash actually wanted more of this instead of being angry at her for forcing it on her, even if she had been under a spell.

"I smell so bad right now that this counts as two farts," said Rainbow Dash, who didn't have enough gas left to fart again. "I think it should be two days. And if I fart in your face even one more time, you should pee on me and nowhere else until this is done."

"Deal," said Applejack.

"Curses!" said Chrysalis, watching from a distance and realizing her plan had backfired. She hadn't expected Rainbow to hold Applejack responsible for forcing her deepest fetishes on her, not when she'd cast the spell in front of her, but she had expected her to suffer all the same. She flew away, thinking one day she'd get her revenge.

Author's Notes:

Well... Told you it'd be extreme. I'll laugh so hard if someone says that was underwhelming. I had to work hard to get over my anxiety for this one, even after the last one.

I originally had Applejack do this of her own accord, but it was too stretchy and distasteful even by my standards so I added in Chrysalis's spell, because Applejack would NEVER do that to Rainbow Dash against her will, and if she did, that would be the end of her and Rainbow Dash's friendship.

As usual, even in this story I went soft at the end by having her enjoy it and such. No matter what I put them through in my stories I don't want them to suffer too much, not even here. It must be because I really like Rainbow Dash that I fantasize about her the most.

And I know, sorry for the repetition of the overused Lightning Dust race and Applejack representing the one with my fetishes.

An Appledash Moment

Author's Notes:

I intended it to end there, but I felt the need to do an extra chapter to satisfy someone who gave me a positive review

The sun set to begin the first night of Rainbow Dash's second "punishment". She wished she could have convinced Applejack to extend it longer than two days, but after five days straight she'd want to get back to flying.

She had peed herself three times already, finding it fun to hold it for as long as she could and then let it out when she was really desperate, the release felt much better that way. She'd squirm against her ropes to make it more fun for Applejack to watch, blushing lightly when she was done peeing, but not out of shame. The third time Applejack had tickled her until she wet herself, which she found highly enjoyable. Quite often Applejack put fart powder in some of her cider or apple pie, and made sure Rainbow Dash farted in her face, often with her head very close to her butt. By this time both knew very well that the other was enjoying this a great deal. Rainbow Dash didn't even hide how much she liked it, and Applejack didn't have to feel the slightest bit bad about it.

Early into the day, Applejack had gotten Rainbow Dash into a sitting position so that the mess in her shorts squished beneath her rear. It felt weird, but Rainbow decided she liked the sensation, and let Applejack know through the look on her face and a bit of a giggle, with a soft blush to go with it. By the time she was back in her original position, it was less like she had messed herself and more like she had sat in a mud puddle. Without the bulge in her shorts, her butt was easier to look at (and slap), also making it easier for her to fart.

Rainbow Dash would want to make sure to wash her heavily soiled outfit thoroughly when she got home. For some reason, she loved wearing this outfit while engaging other pegasi in an aerial race, just as Pinkie Pie loved wearing her exercise outfit while entertaining Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake. For footraces with Applejack, usually not. She'd take her bubble bath first, then shower under a raincloud, and then wash her outfit. She knew a type of detergent that could remove stains like the one on the back of her shorts, so she wasn't concerned about that.

Applejack laid down next to Rainbow Dash. She smelled really bad, but Applejack didn't mind. If anything it made her more aroused. Dashie had more than satisfied all her fetishes, now it was time to give her some love.

Rainbow Dash loved having the orange earth pony laying right next to her, especially if it meant she didn't mind the messy state she was in. Or better yet, really liked it. She blushed a little at the thought, and tried to put an arm around Applejack, only to remember her front hooves were tied together.

Applejack noticed the gesture and put an arm around Rainbow Dash. Her top half was almost as wet as her bottom half from Applejack peeing on her more than once today.

Rainbow Dash felt even closer to Applejack now with her arm wrapped lovingly around her. She moved her head in Applejack's direction as best she could and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Applejack kissed her back, and they cuddled closely together. About a minute later, Rainbow Dash farted loudly, and both she and Applejack giggled.

Both mares were so relaxed that they fell asleep after 10 minutes of cuddling. Rainbow Dash's messy state could do nothing to interfere with their relaxation or their sleep, nor could still being tied up in Rainbow Dash's case.

They woke up in another puddle, which hadn't been there when they fell asleep. Applejack didn't mind, and neither did Rainbow Dash. Sure, this was the third night in the row she had peed in her sleep, but she was sure this was only because of the state she was in, and she was confident that it wouldn't continue once she was back home. And even if it did - she wouldn't mind too terribly.

Aftermath

It had been a week since the fifth and final day of Rainbow Dash's "punishment", which was a moment Dashie would never forget.

She was hoof wrestling with Applejack. She had cleaned up very nicely, and there was no smell on her.

"Ha! I win!" said Rainbow Dash as she forced Applejack's hoof down.

"That was mighty good hoofwork there Rainbow," said Applejack.

"Now, how about a farting contest?"

"You're on!"

They ate some hay with fart powder sprinkled on it, as well as some cider also spiked with fart powder. Once she started to feel its effects, Rainbow Dash lifted her leg to fart... only to notice Rarity and Fluttershy standing right in front of her. Rainbow Dash stopped, knowing farts made Rarity feel offended, and Fluttershy uncomfortable.

"Applejack," said Rarity, "we saw what you and Rainbow Dash did last week."

"You did?" said Rainbow Dash, blushing profusely.

"How come you never did that to me, Applejack?" said Rarity, looking extremely jealous.

"I didn't think a ladylike pony such as you would like that," said Applejack. "Plus, I only did it cause Chrysalis-"

"I demand you do that to me now," said Rarity. "Once I get dressed."

"And I'd like you to do it to me too," said Fluttershy, uncharacteristically sounding like she was going to enjoy this a great deal.

Once they were wearing similar exercise outfits to that of Rainbow Dash, Applejack tied them up...

"Hold on a minute!"

Pinkie Pie appeared out of thin air.

"This is all sounding just like the other Rainbow Fetish story! Applejack satisfies her fetishes with Rainbow Dash, and then the other ponies jump in just so they can be seen in the same position, all the while being SUPER-repetitive! It's just the same story, only with different ponies, somehow getting the idea that people would be satisfied with each one! The Rainbow Dash thing is fine cause it's more extreme in this story and a completely different scenario, but Rarity and Fluttershy being in the exact same position would be too much like both the first chapter and the other story that just threw them in! Plus, the author of this story can't even write good enough! He's really bad at writing fetish stories! This is like, what, his twelfth story? And he STILL writes as horribly as his second! And there is NO WAY in HELL that Rarity or Fluttershy would ever want to be in that position, and if they did, they'd never admit it!"

"Pinkie Pie, what are you talking about?" said Rainbow Dash, whose head was spinning.

"I'm saying, this is as far as the story goes!" said Pinkie Pie. "And one day, when I was throwing a party, I..."

Rainbow Dash woke up in her bed at the sound of the cock crowing. The whole bizarre thing had been a dream. She still didn't get half of the babble Pinkie Pie said, but she knew Rarity and Fluttershy couldn't have seen what Applejack did to her last week, nor would they want her to do it to them.

Her bed and sheets were dry. As predicted, she hadn't wet the bed at all since being untied, except once, when she had deliberately drank enough cider to force it.

She picked up her sports outfit, which was now completely clean and smelled only of freshly-cleaned laundry. It was impossible to tell the state it had been in a week ago. Or a few of the other days since then. Why was it she always did aerial races in this outfit anyway? It seemed silly now that she came to think about it, even though it had led her to one of her most enjoyable experiences that had seemed like torture at first. Maybe she'd just reserve this for either Equestria Games events, or for satisfying her newfound interests, which she had done a few times since washing it a week ago. She wasn't sure why she liked peeing herself so much, and felt a little ashamed of it. She'd never do this in front of, or admit this to anyone except Applejack.

The strange things Pinkie had said in her dream had faded from her mind now. It was one of those moments in a dream you forget about once you wake up.

Rainbow Dash really needed to pee, having drank a lot last night. And no one was around. So, she put her outfit on, walked into her bathroom, sat on the toilet without pulling her shorts down, and began peeing.

Author's Notes:

Just decided to give a final moment and acknowledge my own incompetence as a fetish writer.

I was extremely hesitant to put that last paragraph in due to now feeling another wave of shame for writing these stories, which probably came from being snapped out of my confident state by being reminded I can't even do these stories right, but I wanted to give one last gift to those who like my stories, cause at the time I didn't think I'd do any more.

Extreme Twilight Fetish

Author's Notes:

Twilight Sparkle gives Rainbow Dash a spanking, and in turn Rainbow Dash ties Twilight up for three days. During which Twilight gets gassy. And before long she has to pee due to all the drinks Rainbow gives her. Can she hold it? What led to the spanking in the first place? And did Rainbow give Twilight a disproportionate punishment, or does someone have a fetish (or a whole bunch of them)?

This chapter (and the next two) were initially posted as separate stories, but since they would be deemed too similar to each other, I played it safe and made them all chapters of the same story. Because it's basically the same thing, just with a different pony and way they got into it.

Rainbow Dash was laying over Princess Twilight Sparkle's knee. Rainbow wasn't wearing anything, while Twilight was wearing a sports outfit consisting of skintight red shorts and a dark blue tank top. They were in a room somewhere in Twilight's castle, and the other ponies were away at the moment.

Twilight brought her hoof down on Rainbow Dash's rear as hard as she could. Rainbow let out a squeal, and Twilight swatted her again, and again. Once she had spanked her 20 times, she stopped, and Rainbow Dash's butt hurt.

"How do you like that?" said Twilight.

Rainbow Dash rubbed her butt with her hoof, then turned around, a mischievous look in her eyes. "Now it's your turn!"

She moved faster than Twilight's eyes could follow. Within seconds, Twilight's front hooves were tied together in front of her, her back hooves were ties together as well, her wings were tied to her sides, and a cloth had been wrapped around her horn so she couldn't use magic.

Twilight struggled against the ropes, but they had been tied tight. She was completely helpless.

"So, what should I do first?" said Rainbow Dash. "First I'll do to you what you did to me!"

Twilight's current position made this easy, as her behind was in the air. She tried harder to get free, but it was no use. Rainbow Dash slapped Twilight's butt as hard as she could, and she could slap a lot harder than Twilight. She swatted Twilight's rear again, and again, and again. After the 20th swat, Twilight's butt was in more pain than it had ever been in her life.

"How's that, Twilight?" said Rainbow Dash.

"My butt hurts," said Twilight.

"Let me fix that for you." Rainbow started massaging Twilight's rear. It felt so soft against her hooves, and she loved the feeling.

Twilight also enjoyed it, despite her current situation. Already her butt was hurting less. She closed her eyes in relaxation as Rainbow continued rubbing her tush.

Then Twilight accidentally farted in Rainbow Dash's face. She blushed, and Rainbow Dash laughed, before getting a hold of herself and rubbing Twilight's butt again.

Once Rainbow was done, she poured some soda into a cup, as there were many cans of soda in the room, and gave one to Twilight. Twilight had to accept, for it was hot in the room and she was really thirsty. She drank 20 cans of soda without even counting, and Rainbow was snickering for some reason.

BUUUUUUUUURP!

Twilight blushed a little, and giggled nervously. This was such an unprincesslike thing to do, but the worst was yet to come. For Rainbow Dash had put fart powder in each and every cup of soda.

Within a minute after her last drink, Twilight's stomach started gurgling. Was she hungry? No... this was something else. Before long the pressure was building up inside her and she moaned.

"Twilight, you feeling all right?" said Rainbow Dash, trying hard not to laugh.

Twilight tried to break free of her ropes again. She tried using magic to untie them, but the cloth on her horn kept her magic from working.

PPPPPPPPFFFFFFRRRRRRRT!

Twilight farted loudly. She blushed, and Rainbow Dash fell on her back laughing hard.

"It's not funny Rainbow Dash!" said Twilight. She farted again, and again, each fart as long, loud, and wet as the last.

"Phew, Twilight, what did you eat?" said Rainbow Dash as she took a whiff of Twilight's farts.

Twilight didn't answer. She let out a longer, wetter fart than before. Rainbow loved it.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAP!

A long, deep-pitched fart made it way out of her, and soon after that, a loud, boisterous, wet fart. Twilight thought she might have made a mess in her shorts, and she couldn't even check because her hooves were tied together.

Rainbow Dash was staring directly at Twilight's butt, which had no brown spots at the moment. However, by the time Twilight's farting had subsided, and the smell had dissipated, her shorts still smelled like farts. Rainbow Dash sniffed Twilight's butt several times.

About an hour later, Twilight said "I have to pee... really bad!"

"Just hold it," said Rainbow Dash.

"How long are you planning on keeping me tied up?"

"About three days."

"Three days?! I can't hold it that long!"

"Then things are about to get really wet!"

Twilight held it in for another hour, during which she desperately tried to get free of her ropes. But Rainbow had tied them too tight for her. She was about to have an accident in her exercise shorts, and there was nothing she could do about it. She really needed to go, and Rainbow wasn't about to untie her anytime soon.

She moaned as she could feel her shorts getting damper. What started as a few spurts became a steady stream that Twilight couldn't stop. She couldn't hold it any longer. Rainbow Dash saw Twilight's shorts darken, and a puddle grow beneath her, and snickered.

Twilight blushed as she peed herself, but the release felt wonderful after desperately holding it for so long, and she sighed in relief. "Ahhhhh, that's better." After a minute she noticed she was still peeing. She had never peed for this long.

She peed for a minute and 20 seconds, and lay there in her puddle for about half an hour, still in shock at her accident. She had not wet herself like this since before magic kindergarten.

"Can you clean this up?" said Twilight afterwards.

"I don't see why not," said Rainbow Dash. She moved Twilight out of her puddle and mopped it up. Then she gave Twilight a big plate of brown beans, and many glasses of water that tasted funny. Rainbow had put fart powder in them too, and on the beans, as if they weren't enough on their own.

Twilight let out a series of loud, wet farts, some of which were as long as 15 seconds, while Rainbow laughed her butt off. Twilight stopped farting around sunset.

"Can you let me change out of these shorts?" said Twilight. Her shorts were still damp and smelled of urine and farts.

"Nope!" said Rainbow Dash. "You're sleeping in your wet shorts!"

"About that... I have to pee again. Really bad!"

"Just go," said Rainbow Dash. "You'll feel better."

"I don't want to do that again," said Twilight. "Can't you at least pull my shorts down?"

Rainbow shook her head.

Twilight fidgeted for about half an hour.

"I don't think I can hold it," she said.

"Then let me help you," said Rainbow Dash, and she moved Twilight so she was laying on her back, and began tickling her hooves with her wings.

Twilight started laughing hard, unable to even flail her legs because they were tied together.

"Rainbow! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Stop! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm gonna pee! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Rainbow only tickled harder, and within a minute, Twilight wet herself again. She didn't stop laughing until Rainbow stopped tickling about a minute later. Twilight lay in her puddle, out of breath, looked down at her wet shorts, and blushed. She had wet herself like a little filly twice in the same day.

Rainbow left her where she was and let her sleep in that position, in her puddle of shame.

...

Next morning, the puddle had dried up from the heat in the room, but Twilight's shorts were still damp. Rainbow Dash got her back into her previous position and gave her lots of drinks spiked with fart powder, and lots of beans and other stuff that would make her fart.

PPPPPPFFFFFFFT! BRRRRRRT! PPPPBBBBTTTTHH! PPPPRRRRRRT! BRAAAAAAAAP!

Twilight had never farted so much at once. Rainbow Dash laughed so hard Twilight thought she was going to pee all over the floor, but she didn't. Although Rainbow was peeing in front of Twilight whenever she needed to go, but kept herself dry.

"Rainbow... I have to go... bad!" said Twilight after a few hours.

"You know what to do!" said Rainbow Dash.

"I can't," said Twilight.

"Not even if you're thinking of rivers? Raging rivers flowing into waterfalls, splashing into a lake below?"

Twilight felt some pee leak into her already-damp shorts, causing her to whimper.

"Think of ponies splashing around in pools of water! Think of fillies jumping in puddles on a rainy day! All the rain coming down! Drip... drip... Splash!"

Twilight couldn't hold it anymore. Her bladder released itself into her shorts again, soaking them in a matter of seconds and forming a puddle under her. Rainbow Dash looked satisfied.

By now Twilight smelled really bad. In addition to the pee and farts, she was sweating a lot in the heat of this room.

Rainbow Dash slapped Twilight's butt 10 times. Twilight blushed lightly.

Before nighttime, Twilight peed two more times, and farted more times than she or Rainbow could count.

...

The next morning, when she awoke, Twilight's shorts were wet and she was in a puddle. She had peed in her sleep. She hadn't expected this to happen.

Rainbow Dash chuckled and cleaned up the puddle.

After drinking more water, juice, and soda, countless more farts, and peeing herself again, Twilight felt another sensation she hadn't felt in a few days. "Rainbow Dash! Untie me now! I have to go!"

"Just go in your shorts," said Rainbow Dash, who for some reason was wearing a similar exercise outfit, consisting of a red tank top and skintight dark blue shorts.

"I don't have to pee this time!" said Twilight.

"Oh," said Rainbow Dash. "Well, that doesn't change a thing!"

Twilight tried again to get free of her ropes, for the first time since two days ago. But the pressure in her bowels was growing heavier. After an hour of desperately holding it...

PPPPPBBBBBBLLLLLLSSSSSSSSHHHHHH!

Twilight blushed beet red as she released a wet, brown, noisy mess into her shorts. Rainbow Dash noticed the brown stain that quickly appeared on her butt and laughed so hard she wet herself. Twilight hardly noticed, due to her own, messier accident.

BBBBBBLLLLLLLRRRRRT!

Twilight could feel a wetter, messier wave of manure make its way out of her rump and into her shorts. Rainbow laughed even harder. Then Twilight messed herself a third time, and Rainbow laughed even harder, wetting her shorts again.

Rainbow left Twilight in her current state until she peed again a few hours later, and then she got her into a sitting position so that her big mess squished beneath her rear. Twilight thought the sensation was weird at first, but then, she giggled a bit...

After about ten minutes, Rainbow got Twilight back into her old position. She peed twice more that day and farted about a hundred times.

At sunset, Rainbow Dash, who hadn't changed out of her wet shorts, lay down next to Twilight. Twilight was wet, messy, and smelled really bad, but Rainbow didn't mind.

"I'll say it again, your fetishes are way more extreme than mine," said Rainbow Dash. "To think I thought my spanking fetish was weird."

"I hope you aren't too freaked out by all this," said Twilight.

"I thought it was really funny, and even if I didn't, I'd never be freaked out by any of your fetishes," said Rainbow, and she kissed her lightly. "Are you wishing you'd asked for less than three days?"

"No, this has all been perfect. Exactly like I imagined it. I hope some of my lines didn't sound too convincing."

"No, you already told me you'd say stuff like that, and to only listen if you asked me to clean up the puddle, or wanted a drink."

"Did I turn up the heat too high?"

"It's hot, but I can take it if it means making this perfect for you." Both for sweat and motivation to drink more.

"Back there... did I spank you too hard?"

"I like it harder. Next time give me all you've got!"

"I did, but I'll work at swatting harder if you want."

"Did I put enough fart powder in your drinks?"

"More than enough!" Twilight sounded really enthusiastic now. "I've never farted so many times at once! It was so... I can't describe it! I hope it didn't bother you."

"Are you kidding? Didn't you hear me laughing? It's like, the funniest thing ever!"

Rainbow Dash had said this a few times before, but it was only now, when she had said it right after hearing her fart repeatedly for three days, that Twilight was completely reassured that Rainbow Dash had found her rather unladylike interest amusing, a trait she was sure wouldn't be seen in most other mares. She had forgotten that she had even pretended to be offended at Rainbow Dash laughing at her farts.

"The smell isn't too much, is it?" said Twilight. She imagined that Rarity would faint if she smelled her now.

"I don't mind. I actually kinda like it. I'd sniff your butt right now if you want."

"That's very sweet, but right now just lay here with me."

Twilight farted again, and giggled, all pretense forgotten now that the day was almost over. Rainbow Dash had to pee, having drank several cups of water due to the heat in the room, so she just let it all out in her shorts. Twilight felt Rainbow's puddle grow under her, but she loved it.

...

The next day, Rainbow untied Twilight, who took a much-needed bubblebath with Rainbow. Both mares farted in the tub, much to their amusement.

And Twilight didn't wet the bed after that, except on nights where she deliberately drank too much water before going to bed.

Extreme Rarity Fetish

"And the winner of this week's Manehattan sport-themed fashion show is... Rarity!"

Rarity took her trophy, loving the applause of the audience. She was wearing a sparkly purple sports outfit of her own design, resembling skintight shorts and a midriff tank top. She had done a great job at combining sporty with lovely, and it especially looked lovely on her, the loveliest unicorn in all of Equestria.

Rarity was on her way back to her hotel when a brick hit her in the head, and she blacked out.

...

Rarity woke up in a dark basement. The first thing she noticed was that her front hooves were tied behind her back, and her back hooves were tied together. She tried to remove them with her magic, but couldn't, and realized that there was a cloth wrapped around her horn, preventing her from using magic.

"So, you're awake," came a familiar voice. Suri Polomare walked in front of Rarity.

"What are you up to now?" said Rarity.

"Revenge for stealing my fashion show trophies!"

"Excuse me, but you're the one who stole my entire line that one time!"

"This is Manehattan. And no one will ever want to give you a prize after the state you'll be in soon!" She set up a camera on a tripod, but didn't turn it on yet.

"Stealing my fashion designs is one thing, but this is way too far! Let me go!"

"I will. In about a week or so."

"One week? Have you lost your..."

"Be quiet and eat," said Suri, who held out a big plate of brown beans.

"Ugh, those are disgusting," said Rarity. She could get by the taste, but what came after wasn't very pleasant for her.

"For each time you turn me down, this is what you get." Suri walked behind Rarity, whose rump was in the air in her current position, and her hooves tied well out of its way. Suri raised a hoof and slapped Rarity's butt as hard as she could.

Rarity squealed as Suri spanked her again, and again. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop that at once! OW!"

Suri didn't stop until she had swatted Rarity's tush 30 times. Rarity's butt was in pain.

"You'll feel better in an hour, but I'll spank you 30 more times if you don't eat these now!" said Suri.

"All right, fine," said Rarity, who didn't want her butt slapped in its current state, and she ate all the beans within a minute.

"Now, drink time," said Suri, and she held out some bottles of soda.

Rarity drank one of them without hesitation to get the taste of the beans out of her mouth. They didn't taste too bad on their own, but it was a taste she had associated with something very unladylike she had done in front of Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy the last time she tried them. In less than a minute she had drank a full bottle.

"Now, have another one," said Suri.

"No thanks," said Rarity.

Suri magically turned on the heat in the room, which was in the basement of her house. This would make Rarity crave drinks soon enough. The more soda she drank, the better, for she planned to completely humiliate Rarity.

"Is it getting hot in here?" said Rarity. "Am I sweating? I think I'm sweating a little. Turn down the heat!"

Oh, she'd have a lot more than sweat to worry about before the week was done.

A few minutes later, Rarity felt the sensation she had been dreading ever since she ate the beans. It was one of the most unladylike things a mare could do. Even though every pony did it, Rarity would always do it silently and away from anyone else whenever possible.

Rarity's stomach was gurgling, and she felt a pressure build up inside her. She tried to hold it in for as long as she could. Noticing her discomfort, Suri turned on the camera and set it to record.

"Turn that camera off!" said Rarity.

"Why? You not feeling too good?" said Suri with a smirk.

"Uhhhhh..." Rarity couldn't hold it in any longer.

PPPPPFFFFFFRRRRRT!

She blushed as she let out a loud wet fart, which lasted six seconds. How unladylike it was to break wind so loudly!

"Not quite the lady you pretend you are, are you?" said Suri.

Rarity farted again, and again, each fart louder and wetter than the last. The room was starting to smell, but Suri didn't mind if it meant making her suffer.

"Sweet Celestia, what did you put in these..." *BBBBBRRRRRT* "...beans? They've never made me..." *FUUUURPPP* "...fart this much!"

Suri just chuckled, deciding not to tell Rarity she had put large amounts of fart powder in each and every bottle of soda she gave her.

"Can I have that other bottle of soda now?" said Rarity, who was now thirsty, and tried to retain some dignity as she spoke, as she let out an airy fart.

Suri held out the bottle to Rarity, who downed it within half a minute. Then she turned the heat down a little, not wanting Rarity to get too sweaty just yet. Her sparkly outfit was still dry.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAP!

Rarity let out a deep-pitched, boisterous fart, and blushed, ashamed that such a vulgar sound could ever come out of her.

"What are you planning to do with that tape?" said Rarity.

"Broadcast all the juicy bits to everyone in Manehattan, Canterlot, and of course, Ponyville!" said Suri.

"They won't be very happy with you for tying me up in your basement!"

"No one has to know it's me."

"I'll make sure they know!"

"If you can show your face to any of them again. And if I can't win any more fashion shows, I'm dragging you down with me!"

Rarity farted for about another half hour, with Suri opening the basement window to air out the room, as Rarity's farts smelled horrible. Finally, Rarity's farting had subsided. Suri closed the window once the smell was out of the room, although Rarity's shorts still smelled like farts. Suri didn't sniff her butt though - none of this was a fetish for her, she just wanted Rarity to suffer.

About ten minutes later, Rarity said "I need to use the little filly's room."

"Just hold it," said Suri.

"I can't hold it for a week!" said Rarity, fidgeting.

"Then go in your shorts. I'm not untying you."

Rarity fidgeted harder, her heart racing. Farting was humiliating enough but wetting herself would be even worse! She couldn't even hold herself or cross her legs in her position. The best she could do was hold it, although she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it for a week.

Rarity desperately struggled against her bonds, but it was no use. Suri had tied them so she couldn't get free of them. She really needed to go. She fidgeted for a full hour, squirming desperately and still trying to get free, the pee sloshing around inside her.

Then, the floodgates opened. Rarity blushed with total embarrassment as her purple shorts darkened, and she could feel them grow warm and wet. Warm waterfalls flowed down her beautiful legs and formed a puddle under her.

Rarity was more ashamed than she had ever been in her life. She, Rarity, one of the loveliest, most feminine, and most popular mares around, was peeing herself like a little filly. And she knew hundreds of ponies would witness it.

Still... she couldn't help but sigh in relief. The release felt good after holding it for so long, and something about the way the warmth was spreading and flowing down her legs felt... nice. If it wasn't such a humiliating situation, part of her might have enjoyed it...

Suri heard Rarity's sigh. "You're not supposed to be enjoying this!" said Suri, and she swatted Rarity's rear ten times. Rarity was still peeing after the tenth swat. She should have been tearing up by then, so why wasn't she?

"If you're wondering why I didn't turn the camera on for this part," said Suri, "I don't have to. I'll let you do a walk of shame through Manehattan when it's busy. I'll only broadcast the farts."

Rarity finished peeing. She had peed herself for a total of one minute and 25 seconds.

"Can I change?" she said.

"No," said Suri, turning the heat on again.

"Can't you at least clean up this puddle?"

"Not a chance."

Ten minutes later, Suri gave Rarity another plate of beans. She refused to eat them, and Suri spanked her 30 times, causing her to wolf them down, and then, being really thirsty, she downed three bottles of soda at once.

Within a minute, Rarity was letting loose with a series of loud, wet farts.

PFFFFFFT! BRRRAAAAP! PRRRRRRT! FFFFFFRRRRRRRT! PBBBBBTH!

"You'll never get away with this, Suri Polomare!" said Rarity after a particularly boisterous fart, knowing she was on camera.

"Oh, blaming a pony whose fashion designs you stole," said Suri. "Shame on you! Call me by my real name: Applejack! And you asked me to do this to satisfy your fetishes, remember?"

If the situation wasn't so stressful and embarrassing, Rarity would have laughed. Did Suri clearly plan to frame Applejack? She wasn't even talking with a country accent! Or imitating any other voice. Suri would definitely go down for this, but so would she, and she couldn't stand it.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRTTTTT!

Rarity let out a very loud, very wet fart that lasted 22 seconds, her face turning redder the longer it went on.

Three hours later, Rarity was really fidgeting. She had to pee really badly, but she knew Suri wouldn't let her. She had drank six full bottles of soda in the course of these three hours.

Suri noticed this, and said "Hey Rarity, try not to think of rivers, and waterfalls! Waterfalls splashing down! Imagine yourself splashing down a waterfall into a lake! Then it starts raining, and you can hear the raindrops on the surface of the water!"

Rarity leaked a bit into her shorts, and whimpered.

"Think of ponies splashing in puddles in the middle of a torrential downpour! Think of fillies splashing in fountains, with a stream of water pouring out of the center, and showers around! Think of tidal waves in the middle of the ocean! Think of raindrops, splashing into puddles on the ground!"

All this was too much for Rarity, and she began peeing herself again, full force. She whimpered as she soaked her already-wet shorts, making a big puddle on the ground, as the old one had mostly dried up from the heat.

She sighed in relief again. Why did this feel so good? She was supposed to hate such an undignified thing. Was that... arousal that she felt? If only hundreds of ponies weren't going to see her in such a state on her way back.

Suri held out a large bowl of beans, which had fart powder on them to enhance their effect. Rarity refused, even though she knew another gas attack was inevitable. Why did she willingly subject herself to another spanking with nothing to gain from it? Did she want to show her defiance to Suri? Or... did she actually want her to spank her?

Rarity's rear end was in pain as she gobbled up the bowl of beans rather messily, getting some of the sauce all over herself. This wasn't very ladylike, but her dignity could not be saved at this point.

Six more bottled of fart powder-filled soda later, Rarity was farting again, and again. Her farts were louder, wetter, and, in some cases, longer than ever, and smelled so bad Suri almost threw up. Rarity knew these shorts would be damaged beyond repair.

She was humiliated at the thought that hundreds of ponies would see her fart like this, but if it wasn't for that... what was this she was feeling? Did she actually think it was fun to fart, without any need to hold back? No. She couldn't possibly feel this way. She was too ladylike, too graceful. She could never like doing something so foul. So why did it feel like she did?

Within the hour, Rarity had to pee again. She held it in for as long as she could, even though she knew she was going to pee herself. Was she holding it to avoid giving in, or to make the release more satisfying?

Suri noticed Rarity fidgeting. In this heat, she had drank a fair amount too, though she hadn't gone to the bathroom since capturing Rarity. Suri sat on Rarity's back.

"I beg your pardon, what are you..."

Rarity paused as she felt the back of her shirt grow warm and wet. Suri sighed in relief and shot Rarity a smug look as she peed all over her.

"Ugh, that is absolutely revolting! Stop at once!"

Suri wasn't finished peeing when Rarity's shorts started getting wetter. All the warm wetness had been too much for her, and her bladder released itself. Rarity sighed as she wet herself, forgetting how disgusted she was with Suri. No! She could not enjoy such a disgusting act! She tried to hold it in, but could do nothing to slow her stream, which only got stronger. She finished peeing long after Suri.

...

The first time Rarity needed to pee on Day 2, Suri put her on her back and tickled her hooves. Rarity tried to flail her legs, but as they were tied together she was completely helpless, and couldn't even resist the tickling. Rarity peed about twenty seconds into the tickling, soaking any part of her shorts that had managed to stay dry after the first day.

When Rarity went to sleep that night, her shorts were still damp. When she woke up on Day 3, her shorts were soaked. There was no other explanation - she had peed in her sleep.

"Looks like Rarity's a bedwetter," said Suri. "I can't wait to get the story out once you wet your bed in Ponyville!"

"That only happened because of the state you put me in, you ruffian!" said Rarity. She was sure this would go away when she was back home. At least, she hoped.

Suri gave her another big bowl of beans, and more bottles of soda with fart powder. The aftermath went the same way as before; Rarity farted countless times, and then peed in her already-wet shorts. By now she smelled really bad, sweat from the heat adding to the smell of pee and farts.

Sometime in the afternoon, Rarity said "Untie me at once! I have to go, and it's not in the same way as before!"

"Sucks to be you then," said Suri.

"You can't expect me to... This has gone far enough!" Rarity tried again to untie herself, to no avail. The pressure inside her grew stronger. Rarity bit her lip and held it in for an hour, accidentally farting at one point, relieved that she hadn't made a mess in her shorts yet. Then...

PPPPPPPBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLTTTTTHHHHHSSSSSSSSH!

Rarity blushed and whimpered as she released a wet, smelly brown mess into her shorts. She messed herself for about 30 seconds, paused, and then soiled herself again, for about 10 seconds this time, in which her mess was even wetter and noisier than before.

"Phew, you really needed to go, didn't you?" said Suri.

Rarity moaned in extreme discomfort. Farting and wetting herself was one thing, but this was absolutely disgusting. The rancid stench of manure, the disgusting feeling of it against her rear, her shorts full of it.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRT!

The brown bulge in Rarity's shorts got even bigger, and some of the mess began to leak out of the leg holes. Rarity farted one more time. She wasn't sure but she could have sworn she had added to the mess slightly.

Suri left Rarity like this for an hour, and then got her into a sitting position. Rarity cringed at the squishy feeling under her butt. It was like she was sitting in a big mud pit. For the first few minutes she couldn't even feel the ground under her, until eventually, she did, forming a brown muddy puddle under her.

Yet Rarity didn't make any sounds of discomfort. Was she actually enjoying the sensation? Impossible. No self-respecting mare should like this, even if she thought it was fun to fart. This was beyond disgusting, and the smell was worse than anything she had ever known. She should be vomiting right now. So why was she feeling so satisfied, and... so aroused?

...

Rarity peed two more times that day, and farted more times than she could count. That night, and the night after, she peed in her sleep again. Suri only peed on her for the duration of this as well. On the morning of Day 5, Rarity messed herself again. By now her mane was all messy as well, looking similar to when she had badly imitated Applejack.

As Rarity was in the middle of peeing for the third time on Day 5, the door burst open, and Applejack came in.

"Applejack!" said Rarity, initially overjoyed to see her, but then blushing at Applejack noticing her in the state she was in.

"What are you doing here?" said Suri.

"Well, Pinkie Pie said you bought fart powder from her before Rarity left for the big fashion show, and Rarity didn't come home, so ah put two an' two together," said Applejack.

"Get lost!" said Suri. "Rarity's gonna be here for another two days! She must suffer for what she did!"

"Ah don't think so!" Applejack kicked Suri in the face, and she collapsed to the ground with her behind in the air. Applejack kicked her in the butt, causing her great pain, for Applejack kicked hard. Applejack kicked Suri in the butt four more times. Her butt hurt more than Rarity's did at any point in the last five days, and tears rolled down her face from the intense pain. Then, noticing the camera, Applejack kicked it over, and it smashed on the ground.

"You all right there Rarity?" said Applejack as she untied the very wet and smelly mare, removing the cloth from her horn.

Rarity couldn't believe the pony she liked was seeing her in such a messy state. She wanted to shoo Applejack away, but she couldn't. Not when Applejack had just rescued her and spared her greater humiliation.

"I... I think so," said Rarity.

Applejack grabbed Suri's outfit for the fashion show, a dark purple tank top and skintight gray shorts. She forced the outfit on Suri, who was still laying immobilized from the literal ass-kicking Applejack had given her. Then she tied Suri's hooves together, and forced her to drink ten bottles of soda under threat of kicking her again. Rarity cringed, expecting several loud farts, as from what Applejack said she was now sure this was the cause of half her flatulence, but they didn't come. It seemed Suri hadn't put the fart powder into the sodas until before making Rarity drink them.

As they waited for Suri to pee, Applejack stood close to Rarity and leaned her head against her. She smelled really bad, reeking of sweat, farts, pee, and manure, but Applejack didn't care.

"Why do you even want to go near me?" said Rarity, confused. "I smell... awful!"

"Ah don't mind," said Applejack. "And ah don't think any less of you. If anything, ah really li..." She stopped herself right there, blushing profusely. She didn't want to say anything to upset Rarity. She knew the unicorn must have suffered a lot and didn't want to take pleasure in her pain.

Rarity felt much better at these words, even the last bit, which she caught. "I... I'd like to tell you something, but can you promise never to tell it to anyone else?"

"Ah promise."

"Pinkie promise?"

"Cross mah heart an' hope to fly, stick a cupcake in mah eye."

Rarity's heart was pounding. "I... I really hope you don't think of me as too disgusting and unladylike for this, but... when she made me... break wind, so often... and then when she... slapped my backside very hard, and even when I... had an accident in my shorts... in both ways... it's utterly ridiculous, but I... I think I might have actually..."

"Say no more," said Applejack. "If you want, ah'd be happy to help you experiment with it. If anything it makes me like you more."

Rarity blushed, and gave Applejack a hug. She withdrew her arms, as she thought Applejack wouldn't want to touch her her current state, but Applejack hugged her back.

"Wait, what?" said Suri. "You mean you actually liked it?"

"Your revenge plan was a failure," said Rarity. She positioned her butt in front of Suri's face and shook it in a taunting way, so that Suri could smell it. Then Rarity farted, and Suri nearly threw up.

"And if ya ever mention this to anyone, I'll kick you in the butt 50 times!" said Applejack.

"Okay, I promise I won't tell!" said Suri, and she meant it, sure she wouldn't be able to sit for a week after five kicks alone. "Can you untie me now? I really need to go!" She had nearly lost it after Applejack's threat.

"All right," said Applejack.

Rarity had no objections. Though Suri had intended to torture her, and legitimately made her suffer a bit, she had led her to discover her new fetishes, which she would have a lot of fun with without the knowledge of any ponies except Applejack. She could be merciful to her.

Applejack untied Suri, who raced to the bathroom, but didn't make it, soaking her shorts and forming a puddle halfway from the basement door to the bathroom. She sat down, and stood up immediately, both from sitting in her puddle and the severe pain in her rear.

Rarity and Applejack watched, and laughed.

"Come on Rares," said Applejack. "Ah can get ya home without anyone else noticin' you."

As they made their way to the train unseen, taking Rarity's trophy with them, Rarity farted again, making her shorts a little messier and smellier. She only giggled and leaned her head against Applejack.

They stopped by a pool of water, where Rarity went for a swim. She still smelled bad when she got out, but she was cleaner than before, and Applejack threw a cloak she had brought with her over Rarity so her soiled shorts couldn't be seen. They boarded the train, and sat in a car that was empty, so no ponies could smell Rarity.

They reached Ponyville, and got to Carousel Boutique mostly unseen. Two ponies walked by them and sniffed the air, but Applejack told them that she farted, making them drop it.

Once at Carousel Boutique, Applejack gave Rarity a bubblebath. Jumping into the tub without changing out of her already-wet outfit, Rarity sighed in relaxation she had known many times before, and invited Applejack to come in with her. She farted in the tub, but didn't even blush this time, unashamed of farting in front of the pony who knew and loved her newfound fetishes.

Her stained and smelly shorts were beyond saving, but she kept them hidden for the purposes of experimenting with her fetishes, half the time in front of Applejack, who loved it as much as she did. Applejack would give her fart powder provided by Pinkie Pie, keeping her word and not mentioning that it was for Rarity. Much to her relief, Rarity didn't wet the bed on normal nights afterward, but sometimes she would drink two bottles of soda before bed to make herself wet the bed, if she felt like it (wearing the same pair of shorts on these nights).

And, to avoid arousing suspicion from other ponies, Rarity made several identical sports outfits, which stayed dry and clean, except for sweat, and on rare occasion, water or mud. She found she didn't mind getting dirty nearly as much as she used to, but tried not to let it show too fast.

Extreme Pinkie Flutter Fetish

"Here you go Angel Bunny," said Fluttershy, giving him a carrot.

Angel violently kicked the carrot away and showed Fluttershy a picture of a salad in the book, which came with a cherry.

So, Fluttershy went out to get the ingredients. On the way, she ran into Rarity, who gave her a new sports outfit she had made for her, consisting of a white tank top and skintight green shorts. Fluttershy put the outfit on, told Rarity how much she loved it, and continued her shopping for salad ingredients.

To her dismay, all the cherries were sold out, so Fluttershy returned to her cottage and made the salad without a cherry.

Angel was not pleased, and tied Fluttershy's front hooves together. Fluttershy was so shocked, she didn't have time to react as Angel tied her back hooves together as well, and then tied her wings to her side.

"Angel, don't you think you're overreacting a bit?" said Fluttershy, who wasn't intimidated yet, sure that Angel wouldn't keep her tied up for long.

Angel ran over to Fluttershy and started kicking her in the butt repeatedly. After about a minute it started to hurt.

...

Meanwhile, at one of her hidden party houses, Pinkie Pie was baking about twenty cakes, each of them spiked with fart powder, for she thought it was fun to fart! While she was waiting for the last four cakes to come out of the oven, she put on her exercise outfit, consisting of a yellow tank top and skintight teal shorts, and did several exercises.

Once Pinkie Pie took the cakes out of the oven, dripping with sweat, she noticed set of ropes on the ground. She remembered she had intended to get into this bondage fetish she's heard about from Rainbow Dash, and she forgot all about it. She picked the ropes up with her mouth.

Somehow, Pinkie Pie tied herself up, with her front hooves tied together behind her back, and her back hooves tied together. She struggled against the ropes, but it was no use. She giggled. She had achieved the effect she wanted.

It was then that she remembered the cakes. She tried to get at them, but her movement was limited with her hooves tied. So, using her mane and tail, even stretching her head at one point, she grabbed the cakes and ate them all in a matter of minutes. Then she grabbed twenty bottles of soda, put large amounts of fart powder in each of them, and drank them all in a few minutes.

BUUUUUUUUURP!

Pinkie Pie giggled, but she knew the bigger gas was yet to come, and was super-excited for it!

...

"Angel, can you please untie me?" said Fluttershy. "It's just that, I'm getting a little hungry."

Angel grinned evilly, and cooked up a big dish of brown beans, sprinkling some spice Fluttershy couldn't make out on it. Fluttershy didn't know Angel could do that. She'd never seen him cook anything before. It was usually up to her to give him his food. But Angel didn't like beans, so why did he know how to cook it?

Angel put the bowl right in front of Fluttershy, who ate the beans faster than she usually would have.

"Now be a good bunny, and untie me," she said.

Angel turned away.

"Can you at least get me something to drink?"

Angel got a bottle of soda, and held it up for Fluttershy to drink. She drank it all, taking in the irony that he was feeding her instead of the other way around.

Little did Fluttershy know, Angel had put fart powder in it, which he'd secretly get from Pinkie Pie in exchange for cupcakes he'd stolen from Fluttershy. She even taught him how to cook beans, though he was sure she didn't know where he'd gotten the cupcakes. Fluttershy was in for one major gas attack.

...

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFT! BBBBBRRRRRAAAAP! PPPPRRRRRT! FFFUUUURRRP! FFFFRRRRRT! POOT! BRAAAAAAH!

Pinkie Pie giggled with each fart. To her farts were funny, and she loved farting.

PPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Pinkie Pie laughed even harder as a loud, wet fart made its way out of her butt, lasting 14 seconds. By now the sweat had dried off her outfit.

After farting for about half an hour, Pinkie ran out of gas, so she got more bottles of soda (she had hundreds stashed here), put fart powder in them, and drank them all. While waiting for the fart powder to take effect, Pinkie Pie decided to try something else. She saw a flyswatter nearby, and tried to reach for it, but this was impossible with her hooves tied behind her back. So she grabbed it with her mane, picked it up with her tail, and swatted her rear with it.

Pinkie liked the feeling, but after twenty swats she realized it wasn't hard enough. So, she picked up a paddle, which was laying around for some reason, with her tail and spanked herself with it. It hurt, but she loved it. This was one of her fetishes.

...

"Ow. Angel, can you please stop? My rear hurts just a little."

Angel continued kicking away at Fluttershy's tush. Fluttershy didn't mind too much, but it was starting to be painful.

Then she could feel her stomach gurgling uncomfortably. Angel had given her a lot of beans, so she knew what this meant. It wasn't as though she hadn't eaten beans before, and she knew what effect they had on ponies, but she would always fart silently, and usually away from any other ponies so they couldn't smell it.

But she didn't know that Angel had put an entire box of fart powder in the beans, and another whole box of fart powder in the soda. Beans made her gassy enough on their own...

Angel opened the window.

PPPPPPRRRRRRRT

Fluttershy blushed as a loud noise came out of her. She had never farted this loudly before.

"Oh my. Excuse me..." she said, feeling embarrassed.

Angel fell on his back and laughed.

PPPPPFFFFFFT! BBBBBRRRRAAAAP! PPPPPBBBBTTTH! FFFFFFFRRRRRT!

Fluttershy's face grew redder with each fart. This was the most embarrassing thing she had ever done. At least only Angel was here to witness it, even though he was laughing his butt off.

"Oh... Angel, you'd better run," said Fluttershy, trying hard to hold this next one in.

Angel stayed where he was, eagerly anticipating it.

PPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHLLLLLLRRRRRRRT!

A loud, 24-second fart erupted out of Fluttershy's rear. Angel laughed even harder, despite the smell.

After two more farts nearly as long, her gas was gone.

"All right, you had your fun, can you untie me now?" said Fluttershy.

Angel walked over to Fluttershy's butt and started kicking again. Her shorts smelled like farts, but he didn't care.

Fluttershy sighed. She might have to use the Stare on Angel. If she could find a way to face him directly.

"Can I have another drink?"

Angel emptied his last box of fart powder into another bottle of soda and Fluttershy drank it. Angel was now out of fart powder. He wanted some more, so he hopped off in the direction of Pinkie's hideout.

"Where are you going?" said Fluttershy. "Come back! Don't leave me!" She tried to pull herself free of the ropes, but to no avail.

...

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPFFFFFRRRRRRRT!

Pinkie Pie laughed harder as she released a boisterous wet fart that lasted 23 seconds.

She stopped laughing as she felt another sensation. "Uh-oh! I gotta go pee!"

She struggled against her ropes, but she couldn't get free of them. The realization suddenly hit her. How was she going to untie herself? She'd gotten herself into this easily, but how was she to get out?

Pinkie Pie desperately tried to pull her hooves free of the ropes. She really needed to go after drinking 50 or so sodas.

Her gas wasn't gone either, so this added more pressure to her bladder.

"Hey, is anyone out there?" said Pinkie. "I really need your help!"

It was no use. No one could hear her. Where were her random powers when she needed them? Why couldn't she just zap herself out of her bonds and be done with it?

Pinkie decided to fart to take pressure off her bladder. She let out a loud wet fart that lasted five seconds, and burst out giggling, until she leaked a little, dampening her shorts. Pinkie stopped laughing at once and tried to put a hoof between her legs, but she couldn't. Her hooves were tied behind her back. All she could do was fidget and hold it as best she could.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Angel came in with a cupcake.

"Angel!" said Pinkie Pie. "Can you get me out of here?"

Angel grabbed four boxes of fart powder, and sniffed Pinkie's butt. Her shorts smelled of farts just like Fluttershy.

"Hey! Can you please untie me?"

Angel kicked Pinkie in the butt, flipping her on her back. He sprinkled a fifth box of fart powder all over a cupcake, and shoved it in Pinkie's mouth. Pinkie chewed it and swallowed, enjoying the taste and forgetting about her predicament. Angel hopped away.

"Hey! You can't leave me here!" Pinkie fidgeted harder, trying to keep her shorts from getting wetter.

...

Fluttershy was starting to feel the need to pee as well. By the time Angel got back, she had to pee very badly.

"Angel, can you please untie me? I need to use the little filly's room."

Angel just kicked Fluttershy in the butt some more. Until he heard Fluttershy's stomach gurgling, and got out of the way.

Fluttershy let out a series of farts from the last bottle of soda Angel gave her, and her need to pee gradually increased, and she started fidgeting hard.

"Angel, this isn't funny anymore! Let me go!"

Angel turned away. Fluttershy's heart was beating faster with the fear that Angel might leave her in this position until she wet herself. Was this his revenge, all for one little cherry?

And in her position, she was completely helpless to do anything other than squirm and plead with the obnoxious rabbit.

...

Pinkie let out a flurry of long, wet farts, trying hard not to laugh, for she was getting more desperate by the second. At the end of her last fart, she started dribbling into her shorts, and whimpered.

"ANGEL! COME BACK!" said Pinkie, but Angel couldn't hear her, as he was back with Fluttershy. "Oh... I can't hold it... it's coming out!"

Pinkie's shorts grew wetter and wetter, and a puddle grew under her where she lay, spreading out from under her butt as her shorts became drenched.

"Ahhhhhhh, that's better," sighed Pinkie in relief. Was this what it felt like to wet herself? It wasn't so bad. She actually liked it, especially since no one was here to witness her humiliation. She didn't even feel like she was blushing.

She peed for about three minutes, enjoying every second of it. She farted twice in the middle of her accident, and giggled, causing her stream to go harder.

Once she had finished peeing herself, she lay panting, out of breath, in her puddle of pee. This was even more fun than farting so much.

After about fifteen minutes, she realized she was still tied up and couldn't get free. About five seconds later, she realized she really needed to take a dump. All the cakes she had eaten were catching up to her too. It felt like it was going to be really messy, too, as she had the feeling that preceded major diarrhea.

"HEY! GET ME OUT OF HERE!" she cried desperately, fidgeting and trying hard to get her hooves free, but she had tied herself too hard. This would be a lot messier than wetting herself...

...

Fluttershy had tears in her eyes. She was in desperate need of a bathroom, but Angel wasn't going to release her.

"Let me go!" said Fluttershy. "Pretty please, with a cherry on top?"

Angel was reminded of why he was doing this to her, and kicked her in the butt again.

She could feel the pressure growing heavier, as if her bladder was filling up drop by drop.

Angel turned the tap water on.

Fluttershy whimpered as she felt her green shorts grow damp, but she barely managed to hold the rest of it in.

Angel poured a glass of water, and then poured the water slowly on the ground in front of Fluttershy.

"I can't... I'm not gonna make it..."

Fluttershy let out a squeak as her bladder gave, and she started peeing hard. She blushed beet red as she felt the warm wetness soak the crotch of her shorts and flow down her legs in rivers that formed a puddle under her.

Still, the relief did feel kind of nice. She had to admit the warmth felt good, and somehow she was less ashamed of wetting herself in front of Angel as she would be in front of ponies. She couldn't help but let out a sigh. She peed for just under a minute.

"All right Angel," said Fluttershy once she was done. "I wet my shorts. You got your revenge. Can you untie me?"

Angel just kicked her in the butt again and made her eat another meal of beans sprinkled with a full box of fart powder.

...

Pinkie Pie fidgeted harder, trying desperately to hold it in.

Soon, the pressure became too much. She couldn't hold it anymore.

PPPPPPLLLLLLLLLBBBBBBBBBBBBBSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH!

Pinkie released a very wet, brown mess into her shorts for about 13 seconds. The stench of manure reached her nose seconds into her accident. Her mess was so big, some of it was starting to leak through her shorts.

Yet Pinkie giggled at the sound of the fart that had come with it. And, she found she liked this feeling too. It felt so naughty to soil herself like this, and so weird, but it was also fun, despite the smell. Her shorts were wet, smelly, and really messy, and she loved it!

Then she had another noisy accident in her shorts for about seven seconds this time, and laughed even harder, peeing herself a little.

But then she realized she still wasn't going anywhere, for her hooves were still tied. She'd have to lay in her messy state until someone came. Oh well! She had many cakes and bottles of soda handy! And fart powder to keep herself entertained!

...

Fluttershy felt the urge to fart again, so she just unabashedly let them all out, each one more boisterous and wet than the next. She had to admit, she was enjoying this just a little. She actually giggled at some of her farts, not caring that she had wet herself ten minutes ago.

Another big fart was coming. Fluttershy waited a while, and then...

PPPPPPTTTTTTHHHHLLLLSSSSSSSHHHPPPPP!

Fluttershy yelped as she made a mess in her shorts. She could feel them filling up with a much thicker yet smaller mess than Pinkie Pie, and she blushed beet red, even though Angel was the only other one there.

Angel walked over to Fluttershy's butt, took one look at the brown stain at the back of her shorts, and laughed hard.

Fluttershy suddenly knew how she was going to stop Angel. She farted loudly for about four seconds, right in Angel's face. Angel took one sniff of the unpleasant scent and ran in front of Fluttershy's face.

Fluttershy gave him the Stare. Angel froze where he was.

"Untie me, now!" Fluttershy demanded.

Angel quickly untied the wet and smelly pegasus, and ate the carrot she had offered him earlier, finding it to be delicious.

Fluttershy smiled at him in spite of her messy state. Then she cleaned herself up, removing her outfit, throwing it in the trash, and taking a long bubblebath. She had never felt so good. Although part of her had enjoyed what Angel had put her through, she probably wouldn't do it again. Still, it wouldn't make her feel miserable in the future. She was already over it.

...

The next day, Fluttershy told Rarity that Angel had damaged her outfit beyond repair. This was true, but she left out the specifics. Without much fuss, Rarity made another identical sports outfit for Fluttershy.

Two days later, Fluttershy was looking for some beans to cook, secretly wanting to fart again, and found the fart powder next to it. She was puzzled. She had never bought anything like this. Angel! Angel must have done this!

"Did you get this fart powder?" said Fluttershy, holding it out to Angel.

Angel nodded, feeling a lot more friendly towards Fluttershy, as the Stare had knocked some sense into him.

"Where did you get it? Who would sell fart powder to my bunny?"

Angel hopped over to the door, and turned toward Fluttershy. Fluttershy walked over to him, and he hopped out the door. She followed him all the way to Pinkie's party house, and entered it.

A powerful stench entered Fluttershy's nostrils. Looking around the room she saw Pinkie Pie, laying on her back and farting up a storm. She was wet, dirty, and very smelly, especially her saturated shorts, but she was giggling as though she was enjoying the state she was in.

"Oh my," said Fluttershy.

Pinkie turned her head. "Fluttershy!" she said, feeling no shame whatsoever. "Can you untie me?"

Fluttershy ran over to Pinkie, not caring that she stepped in several puddles. Pinkie smelled twice as bad as Fluttershy had three days ago, but Fluttershy withstood it and untied her. Pinkie stood up, stretching her limbs.

"Thank you! I've been trying for three days to untie myself!"

"Three days? Oh my, you must be starving."

"Actually, I've been eating lots of cake and drinking lots of soda! That's why I wet myself and messed myself so much. I even put fart powder in all of it to make things more fun!"

Fluttershy blushed, as it reminded her of her own accidents, but Pinkie didn't seem to feel any shame, so Fluttershy didn't have to feel bad for her.

"How were you able to do that when your hooves were tied?"

"With my mane and tail."

"Oh. Well if you could do that, why didn't you use them to untie yourself?"

"Oooooh! Why didn't I think of that?" Pinkie just laughed at her silliness. Perhaps some subconscious part of her had wanted to do what she did and make her realize how much she liked it.

Fluttershy also giggled. Pinkie was one silly pony, but that was part of what made her Pinkie Pie!

Extreme Rarity Fetish (EqG)

Author's Notes:

My first chapter of The Extreme Fetish Series since merging them together.

I went for the Equestria Girls Rarity this time. I also included something else which I do have a secret interest in, but not as a fetish. Still, it could be a fetish to some!

It was a mild summer day, and Rarity was walking with Applejack, wearing her usual purple skirt.

When they went their separate ways, Rarity walked by a big tree.

A leg suddenly came out from behind the tree and tripped her. She fell flat on her face.

Adagio Dazzle came out from behind the tree. About a second later, so did Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk.

"We're seeking revenge on the Rainbooms for taking away our power," said Adagio. "We'll start with you, and save Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer for last. Sonata, hold her down!"

Sonata sat on Rarity's butt while Aria tied her feet together, and Adagio tied her hands behind her back. Adagio put some tape across Rarity's mouth, and the three sirens hauled Rarity to the back of their pickup truck. They got into the truck, with Adagio driving, and drove to their house, which was out of town.

As soon as they arrived, Aria and Sonata took Rarity out of the truck. Rarity struggled against her ropes, but it was no use. They had been tied tight.

The sirens set Rarity down on her side in their backyard. Which had a fenced in area with three horses, and a tremendous muddy field beyond the grass. Rarity cringed at the sight of it.

Adagio pulled the tape off Rarity's mouth. "I want to hear you squeal when we do this. Aria."

Aria put Rarity over her knee and lifted up her skirt.

"Nice underwear, Rarity!" said Sonata, giggling.

Rarity blushed, as the sirens could easily see her light blue panties.

Aria raised a hand and smacked Rarity's rear with it. Aria spanked Rarity again, and again, and again. Rarity whimpered with each swat, and Aria was clearly enjoying this.

After 30 swats, Aria stopped. Rarity's butt hurt more than any part of her had in her life.

"It might interest you to know," said Adagio, "that we have found some crystals containing Equestrian magic that came through the portal somehow."

Rarity looked up and saw that the Dazzlings were each wearing necklaces with a stone on it.

"These grant us powers different from before, but we can still work with it."

"Can I try?" said Sonata. "I know the perfect thing to do to her!"

"Your idea is so immature," said Aria.

"No, it's perfect for a prissy girl like Rarity," said Adagio. "Do your worst, Sonata!"

Sonata called upon the power of her crystal and cast a spell on Rarity.

Almost immediately Rarity could feel her stomach gurgling, and then pressure in her bowels.

"What in the name of Principal Celestia did you..."

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFT!

Rarity blushed at the loud fart that had come out of her. Sonata started to laugh.

"I'm telling you, it's not enough!" said Aria.

"Lighten up," said Adagio. "Look at how painful it is for her!"

BBBBBRRRRRRAAAAAAP!

"Reverse the spell at once!" said Rarity, still red in the face. "This is not a very ladylike thing for me to do!"

"But it's really funny!" said Sonata. "It's even funnier when prissy girls like you do it!"

"No, it is not!" said Rarity. "It's so..."

FFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRT!

After her loud, wet fart, Rarity struggled against her ropes again, but they didn't get any looser.

PPPPPPPFFFFT! FFFFRRRRRRRT! PPPPBBBBBTTH! BRRRRAAAAAP! BBBBRRRRRRT!

Rarity felt more ashamed with each fart. Though, part of her liked the naughty feeling of farting so loud.

"We need something more," said Aria, and she rubbed her crystal necklace and cast another spell on Rarity.

Almost immediately, Rarity could feel a jolt in her bladder. She had to pee badly. But how? She had just used the bathroom before her walk with Applejack. This must be Aria's spell.

"Please, show you're still civilized and untie me!" said Rarity. "I need to use the bathroom!"

"We're not untying you until the end of the day!" said Adagio.

"I hate to admit it, but... nice one Aria!" said Sonata.

Rarity struggled against her ropes more frantically, hoping to pull herself free of them and use the bathroom without wetting her panties, let alone her skirt. But the ropes had been tied too tight. She was completely helpless.

She accidentally let out a few farts while trying to hold it in.

She could feel the pressure grow heavier. She really needed to go. She fidgeted harder and harder, but her desperation increased more rapidly than she had ever known. This must be part of the spell.

And then, Rarity could hold it no longer. She began to whimper as her panties grew warm and wet, and before long a wet spot appeared on her skirt that was rapidly expanding. Rarity was peeing in her dress. Sonata giggled, and Aria said "Ha!"

She peed for two minutes and ten seconds, and lay there in utter shame and disbelief that she had just wet herself.

Then, she let out a loud, wet fart that lasted 16 seconds.

"I've got a better idea," said Adagio, and she cast another spell on Rarity.

"Let me go!" said Rarity, tears pouring down her face.

"I will, when I'm satisfied!" said Adagio.

Before long, Rarity's farts started to get wetter and smellier. She could soon feel a different kind of pressure in her bowels. She trembled with fright, knowing what Adagio must have done.

"Untie me THIS INSTANT or you will know pain like you could never conceive of!"

"I think not," said Adagio as Rarity let out another wet fart.

And then...

PPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTHHHHHHLLLLLLSSSSSSSSHH!

Rarity blushed again as she made a very smelly mess in her panties. Sonata fell on her back and nearly peed herself from laughing too hard.

They left her in her wet, messy state for about an hour, during which Sonata's farting spell wore off. During the hour Aria made her pee again.

"I have another idea," said Adagio. "She really hates getting dirty, right?"

They huddled together and whispered about something, which they seemed to agree on. They picked up Rarity and threw her into the mud. Rarity gasped, as her entire left side was now covered in mud.

Then Adagio drove her truck over to Rarity, positioning it so that she was just behind it. Adagio slammed the gas pedal. The truck wouldn't move, but its wheels did, splashing mud all over Rarity. Rarity coughed and spluttered and tried to wiggle free of her ropes, but it was still no use.

After about ten minutes, Adagio stopped. Rarity was now completely covered in mud. She had never felt so dirty in her life. She still had a much dirtier mess in her panties, which squished uncomfortably beneath her rear once Sonata got her into a sitting position.

"I think we've had our fun for today," said Adagio.

"Awwwwww," said Sonata.

"Now, let's hang her on a tree in front of some random person's house!"

Aria and Sonata threw Rarity into the back of their truck, pushed it out of the mud, and drove over to a house with a big tree in front of it. Adagio picked up a third rope, tied it around Rarity's legs, and then tied it around a strong-looking tree branch, hanging Rarity upside-down. Her very dirty panties were visible, though it was a little hard to tell because she was covered in mud.

Adagio threw a bucket of water on Rarity. It didn't clean her off completely, but at least made her panties easier to see. Then the sirens drove away.

Rarity was left hanging the entire night. She was wet, dirty, and smelled bad. She peed herself twice before day came, and Pinkie Pie and Applejack came out, Applejack having stayed over at Pinkie's house.

...

A week later, it was a much hotter summer day. Rarity was wearing a light blue tank top and short purple shorts. She walked by the tree again, and Adagio tripped her again.

Before long she was tied up once again in the sirens' backyard.

"This time we're gonna go more extreme!" said Adagio.

Aria lifted Rarity up and set her butt-first on a campfire the sirens had lit. Rarity shrieked in pain as her rear end was on fire. Eventually the fire went out, and the butt of Rarity's shorts was burned off so her purple panties were visible. Sonata giggled and cast the farting spell on Rarity so she let out a series of farts so wet that they made her underwear a little dirty.

"Let's not screw around with the basics this time," said Aria, casting the spell to make Rarity desperate to pee.

"Wait wait wait!" said Sonata. She took Rarity's shoes and socks off so she was barefoot, and then tickled both her feet. Rarity laughed so hard she wet her shorts within seconds.

Once Rarity was done peeing herself, Sonata quickly cast the pee spell on Rarity again, and started licking one of her feet while tickling the other with both hands. Rarity peed again for another minute, but Sonata kept licking and tickling after Rarity finished.

"I said no screwing around!" said Aria, casting the pee spell on Sonata.

Sonata merely giggled at the feeling of desperation. She stood above Rarity, hiked up her skirt, and peed through her pink panties all over her for two minutes. Rarity was disgusted by this. Once Sonata was done, Rarity was completely soaked with pee.

"That... was actually pretty good," said Aria. Sonata giggled.

Adagio cast the spell to make Rarity soil herself almost instantly, except it felt a lot wetter this time. Then the three sirens took the wet and smelly Rarity over to their three horses. Adagio cast a spell on the horses, and whispered something to them. The horses turned around so that their butts were directly above Rarity.

"No, you're not..." began Rarity.

She felt the manure cascade on her, getting all over her within moments. Rarity felt even dirtier than last week. She was covered in dung from head to toe and smelled really bad. This was so undignified for a lady.

"I wanna give her another golden shower!" said Sonata, casting the peeing spell on herself again.

Just then, Applejack came running in. She grabbed Adagio's feet, spun her around for about ten seconds, and threw her high up in the air. Applejack spanked Aria 30 times, which hurt a lot because she was wearing her necklace that gave her super strength, then threw her to the ground. Aria wet her pants as she lay rubbing her extremely sore butt. She was still peeing when Adagio fell to the ground, her pants also getting wetter by the second.

"Don't you ever do that to Rarity or any of the other Rainbooms again!" said Applejack as she took Adagio and Aria's crystals and crushed them. Both sirens nodded. Then Applejack turned toward Sonata, who wet herself out of fright.

"Hey, I won't do that to her again if they won't!" She took off her own necklace and stomped on it.

"You all right there Rarity?" said Applejack.

"What took you so long?" said Rarity, blushing from Applejack seeing her in this state again.

"My bike's a lot slower than their truck," said Applejack. "Fortunately Twilight's tracking device worked." She had planted it on the sirens' truck while they were tying Rarity up. After Applejack and Pinkie Pie had found Rarity in her messy state hanging from a tree branch, she had told them what the sirens had done, and they had been prepared to catch them should they try it again.

"I really wish you didn't have to see me like this."

"That ain't no problem." Applejack took a hose and sprayed Rarity with it. Rarity sighed in satisfaction as she felt the dirt wash off her.

It wasn't perfect of course; she still smelled bad, some of the mess remained in her panties, and she still had a hole in her shorts. Applejack chuckled at bit at the sight of Rarity's panties, but quickly stopped herself. She took Rarity back to her house and gave her a nice bubblebath. Rarity didn't bother to undress because she was already soaking wet and her outfit was still a little dirty.

Rarity farted in the tub, but she just giggled a bit. For some reason she didn't mind breaking wind in front of Applejack.

And... some part of her had found the entire experience arousing.

Extreme Applejack Fetish

Author's Notes:

Done by the request of superfun, who fetishizes Applejack more than I do.

No scat this time, s/he doesn't like that. (though there is a bit of reference to the scat scenes in earlier chapters)

This will also tie the other chapters together (no pun intended), even though they were intended to be completely separate stories.

"I win!" said Rainbow Dash as she crossed the finish line. She was panting and dripping with sweat so her sports outfit was soaking wet, but she was satisfied with how things had turned out.

Applejack reached the finish line seconds after Rainbow Dash, also tired and sweaty, and wearing an identical sports outfit. They had run fifty laps around a racetrack, and had taken a bet on who would win.

"Well, you remember our bet!" said Rainbow Dash. "Now you have to let me tie you up and do things to you for a week! Just like you did to me!" She winked at her.

Applejack laughed nervously. But, she had lost fair and square, and she had already tied Rainbow Dash up and let her satisfy her fetishes more times than she could count. It was only fair that Rainbow Dash got her turn.

Well, of course Rainbow Dash had eventually left Applejack for Twilight, and revealed her spanking fetish to her. Twilight had revealed that her fetish was to be in the same position that Applejack had put her in, like the reverse of Applejack's fetish. Rainbow hadn't revealed that Applejack did that to her then, to avoid making her jealous. She herself did not have the fetishes other than spanking, but she did find it fun to be in that position, and funny for another mare to be in that position. Maybe someday she should tell Twilight about it, and they could have sessions with Applejack! Which would be a little complicated, because Applejack was currently with Rarity.

Once they had entered the barn, Rainbow Dash tied Applejack's back hooves together, and her front hooves behind her back. First, Rainbow made her drink three mugs of cider with fart powder in them, and she did the same.

Then, Rainbow Dash slapped Applejack's butt with her hooves as hard as she could. Rainbow Dash could slap harder than she could, and it hurt a lot. But, a part of her did kind of like it. After all, her fetish was to see other mares in positions like this, so experiencing it was pretty fun.

After about ten minutes, Applejack farted loudly. Rainbow Dash started to laugh. Applejack let out more wet farts in succession, and Rainbow fell on her back, laughing so hard she nearly peed herself.

Then, Rainbow could feel the farts coming from when she drank the cider with fart powder. So, she positioned her butt in front of Applejack's face.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRAAAAAAAP

Of course she knew Applejack liked it. Applejack felt very aroused, and struggled against her bonds in an attempt to slap Rainbow Dash's butt, but all she could do was fart.

FFFFFFRRRRRRRP! BBBBBRRRRRRT! PPPPPPPRRRRRT!

It was pretty hot, so Rainbow Dash drank more cider, and gave more to Applejack. With fart powder in each one.

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Applejack and Rainbow Dash farted at the same time, Rainbow Dash in Applejack's face. Then Rainbow Dash spanked Applejack some more times.

"Rainbow Dash, I gotta pee!" said Applejack after about an hour.

"Just hold it or go in your shorts," said Rainbow Dash with a wink.

Applejack chuckled a bit. It was her turn, after all.

She held it in for about four hours before she lost control and peed in her shorts. She sighed as the warm wetness spread and formed a puddle under her.

Of course, Rainbow Dash left her in the puddle and continued to slap her butt, sometimes even kicking it, while they let out a series of wet farts.

Other times Rainbow Dash would lick Applejack's hooves with her tongue, which would sometimes cause her to wet herself when she had to pee. Which she did often; Rainbow Dash only gave her cider and really nothing to eat, so she never had to take a dump for this.

And whenever Rainbow had to go, she would sit on Applejack's back and pee all over her through her shorts. Sometimes she'd fart in the middle of peeing, which was fun for both of them.

At night, Rainbow would cuddle next to Applejack in their puddle on the ground, just as Applejack had done to her when their positions were swapped.

Days went by where the two athletic tomboyish mares continued to fart and wet themselves, and Rainbow slapping Applejack's butt and farting in her face, sometimes letting Applejack fart in her face while rubbing her butt.

On the seventh day, Applejack smelled really bad. So did Rainbow, for she was shamelessly farting and peeing herself while still sweating as much as Applejack, and she hadn't washed either. They were wet and smelled of sweat, pee, and farts. Applejack found the whole thing arousing, while Rainbow Dash found it all funny, except for the spanking parts. That was arousing to her. As for the state she was in, she loved getting messy. But, she wasn't in a mood to mess herself this week.

Then, Rarity walked in.

"Applejack, I was wondering if we could..."

She stopped at the sight before her. Rainbow Dash blushed and giggled nervously, accidentally releasing a quiet but wet fart, but Rarity looked more jealous than disgusted.

"Applejack, if you like getting into that position so much, why didn't you tell me first? You know how much I love-" She stopped, blushing profusely, as Rainbow Dash didn't know about her fetishes.

"It ain't mah fault, ah lost a bet to Rainbow Dash," said Applejack.

"But she does have a fetish for seeing other ponies in that position," said Rainbow Dash. "That's why I set this as what she has to do if I won the bet, because when we were together I'd always have her do it to me."

"I know," said Rarity. "I'd sometimes have her do that to me after she saved me from Suri Polomare." She blushed a little at saying this.

"Well... in that case, I'll talk to Twilight and see if she'd want to partake in this." Rainbow Dash knew she would. "Then, the four of us can get together and Applejack can tie all of us up and make us all fart and wet ourselves! And sometimes soil ourselves too. If it's all right with Twilight." She didn't want to come out and say Twilight had the fetish as well, in case Twilight didn't want to.

"Don't tell her I have the fetishes unless she says yes," said Rarity. "And I'm not sure she will."

"Whatever you say, Rares! But first, I have to go to the bathroom!" Rainbow sat on Applejack and peed, sighing of relief. Rarity giggled. Then Rainbow Dash farted, and then Applejack farted a few seconds later, to which Rainbow Dash responded by slapping her butt lightly a few times.

"Have you... soiled yourself in that outfit, Dashie?" said Rarity, who noticed that her shorts didn't have a single brown spot on them.

"Several times, and it's easy to clean out. I know a detergent that can get those stains out."

"I would very much like to see that detergent. The pair of shorts I use for this still has a stain on it."

Extreme CMC Fetish

Author's Notes:

Another request by superfun. I THINK fetish-based stories with fillies that aren't against the rules here (unless they're anthro), but just to be safe I aged them up to the Main 6's age.

Again, no scat this time.

Several years went by, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were now roughly the same age as their sisters had been.

They were playing a game of soccer near Sweet Apple Acres, and Scootaloo accidentally kicked the ball away toward the barn. All three mares ran after the ball, which hit the wall of the barn under a window. They reached the ball, but happened to look in the window, and stared.

Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Princess Twilight - who were still as lovely as ever - were tied up on the ground, their rumps in the air, wearing sports outfits that were very wet and smelly. They were each laying in a puddle of what the CMC suspected was pee. Yes, it must be, for the puddle under Twilight was expanding while rivulets flowed down her legs. They were also farting often, and they all looked like they were enjoying themselves. Even Rarity, which puzzled Sweetie Belle, for she thought her sister was more ladylike than that. And Applejack was currently slapping Rarity's butt, and Rarity clearly took pleasure in this too.

The CMC quickly ran back to their soccer field with their ball. They could not believe what they had just seen.

"I didn't know our sisters did stuff like that," said Apple Bloom.

"And they do it with a princess!" said Sweetie Belle.

"I don't know about you, but I think it looks kind of fun," said Scootaloo.

"I didn't think that kind of thing would be fun, but if they think it is, why can't we?" said Sweetie Belle.

"Let's try it ourselves!" said Apple Bloom.

...

They met up at Scootaloo's house. Apple Bloom brought several mugs of cider, and Sweetie Belle brought several mugs of soda, while Scootaloo got fart powder from Pinkie Pie. All of them were wearing skintight dark blue shorts and a black skintight T-shirt.

"So, who's gonna tie who up first?" said Apple Bloom.

All three of them wanted to be the ones tied up.

"I'll tie you up first," said Sweetie Belle, who had a plan that would work for all of them.

First, they drank as much cider and soda with fart powder in it as they could. Then, Sweetie Belle tied Apple Bloom and Scootaloo's back hooves together, and their front hooves behind their backs.

Then, Sweetie Belle spanked Scootaloo with her hoof as hard as she could. After fifteen swats she did the same to Apple Bloom. Both really enjoyed it. Then, Sweetie Belle untied them and had them tie her up. They took turns spanking her ten times each, and it was just as fun for her as it had been for them.

Then, Sweetie Belle used her magic to tie Apple Bloom and Scootaloo up again.

"Now we're all tied up!" said Sweetie Belle. "And we'll stay that way until I untie us with my magic!"

"Oooh, great idea Sweetie Belle!" said Scootaloo.

"Yeah!" said Apple Bloom. "That way we all get to experience this at once!"

"And, if we get thirsty, I can use my magic to help us drink more cider and soda," said Sweetie Belle.

"Does it have fart powder in it?"

"Every last mug of cider or bottle of soda does. I made sure of it!"

Scootaloo was so excited she peed a little in advance.

After a few minutes, the fart powder took effect.

Apple Bloom farted first. BBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Next was Sweetie Belle. FFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Then Scootaloo. PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFT!

All three giggled at the sound of each others' farts, and their own.

Sweetie Belle magically adjusted their positions so that their butts were pressed against each other. That way, whenever one of them farted, the others would not only hear and smell the farts, but feel them too, and it was fun for all of them!

About an hour in, Sweetie Belle said "I have to pee!"

"Me too!" said Apple Bloom.

"Me three!" said Sweetie Belle.

They fidgeted, farting occasionally. Of course, Sweetie Belle could easily untie them all, but they wanted to lose control.

As their desperation grew, they occasionally drank some more cider, quenching their thirst in this hot temperature and increasing their desperation even more.

After several hours of farting and a bit of leaking, Scootaloo was the first to lose control.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..." she sighed as her shorts grew warm and wet, and a puddle formed under them which reached the other two.

Sweetie Belle felt the wetness under her and leaked for about three seconds, but stopped then.

Apple Bloom managed to not leak, but after five more minutes, she started wetting herself as well.

Sweetie Belle could hear the sound of Apple Bloom peeing, and her sigh of relief. She let out a boisterous fart, and this made her lose control as well. She found she really enjoyed the feeling of her shorts getting warmer and wetter, the wetness flowing down her legs, and the naughty feeling of doing something so unladylike.

"That was fun," said Sweetie Belle. She farted loudly, and said "How are you two doing?"

"Really good!" said Scootaloo and Apple Bloom at once, followed by two more loud, wet farts.

They stayed in this position for two days, before they ran out of cider and soda. As soon as they felt the urge to pee after the last drink was gone, they just let go, and then Sweetie Belle used her magic to untie them.

They all smelled really bad, but they had greatly enjoyed this experience and couldn't wait to do it again!

And, now that Scootaloo knew this was equally fun for her and Rainbow Dash... maybe the two of them could do this together!

Extreme Sunset Fetish

Author's Notes:

I couldn't resist doing a chapter about Sunset, and I think any last traces of doubt and shame about my fetish fantasies are gone.

Of course, this will be as much pure fetish fuel as the other chapters!

In the Equestria Girls world, Rainbow Dash and Applejack were away on a big trip to another city for a sports competition. Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie were with them, Twilight wanting to go to a museum, Fluttershy wanting to go to a petting zoo, and Pinkie Pie wanting to throw a big party for Rainbow Dash and Applejack once their competitions were over.

Sunset Shimmer and Rarity stayed behind, as Rarity had a deadline to finish, which she had on the second day the others were gone for, and Sunset had a dentist appointment on the same day.

They didn't mind too terribly, though, and on the night of the second day, when all they needed to do was done, they had a sleepover at Rarity's house.

After a pillow fight, it came time for Truth or Dare.

"Rarity, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"What's your deepest, darkest, secret?"

"Can you ask me something else?"

"You can't change the question."

"I really don't want to tell anyone this..."

"You can give me ANY dare you want after this. Even if it's pulling my pants down and spanking me 50 times!" Sunset blushed lightly, for she wanted Rarity to do this.

"ANY dare?"

"You got it."

"Well... Two months ago, the sirens tied me up, and gave me a spanking. And they made me fart a lot. And they made me wet myself and soil myself. Only Applejack and Pinkie Pie found out, and Applejack punished the sirens, but... I've only ever told Applejack this, but a part of me enjoyed all of it. Too much, for someone as ladylike as me." She was blushing beet red now. "And, I've been asking her to get fart powder for me often, because I... I really love to fart. And, some nights, I stand in the shower and pee myself. Twice I even got Applejack to do the same thing to me that the sirens did. I think I have a fetish for all that."

"Wow," said Sunset. "I never would have guessed."

"So, there you have it. I hope you won't think any differently of me..."

"Not at all," said Sunset. "I have fetishes too. Everyone does. And a deal's a deal. Give me any dare you can think of, no matter how extreme. Unless it's something like turning into a demon and attacking people again."

"Well..." A devious grin spread across Rarity's face. "Sunset, truth or dare?"

"Dare, of course."

"I dare you to let me tie you up and do whatever I want to you for as long as I want!"

Sunset felt a little nervous at this, but she wasn't about to back out of her deal with Rarity.

They walked into the basement, where Rarity set up an old mattress she rarely used anymore, and had Sunset get on it. Sunset was sure, so she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor. Rarity tied both of Sunset's feet together, and her hands behind her back.

Rarity had gotten a box full of cans of Coca Cola for the sleepover, because she knew it was Sunset's favorite drink. Sunset had already drank three cans tonight, and Sunset had her drink two more.

This isn't so bad. She's giving me my favorite drink.

"Raise your rear end in the air," said Rarity.

Sunset did as she was told, her heart pounding. Was Rarity really about to do what she thought she was?

SLAP!

Sunset let out a squeal of pleasure as Rarity slapped her butt. Her pajama pants were still up, but Sunset loved it either way. This was her biggest fetish.

Rarity swatted Sunset's rear a total of 20 times.

"Oh, your poor bottom must be in so much pain," said Rarity once she was finished.

Sunset's butt did hurt, but she didn't mind, having greatly enjoyed the spanking.

"Would you like a butt massage?" said Rarity, who couldn't stop staring at Sunset's butt and how cute it looked in her pajama pants. Sunset had the biggest and cutest butt of any of her friends, including Rarity herself.

"Sure," said Sunset. "If that's what you want to do, I mean." She blushed a little.

Rarity rubbed Sunset's butt. It felt so soft against her hands, and she liked the feel of the fabric of her pajamas as well. Sunset was enjoying this as much as Rarity, and couldn't hold in her sigh of satisfaction.

But, after about five minutes, she couldn't hold in something else either.

FFFFFRRRRRRRT!

"Ooh, Sunny, what did you eat?" said Rarity as she took a whiff of the fart.

Sunset blushed. "I'm so sorry Rarity. I didn't mean to..."

"It's not your fault. It's mine for putting fart powder in your drink. You are going to get really gassy."

So, Rarity was going to make her fart? She sure kept up her ladylike facade well when she was with the others. It was still a little embarrassing.

PPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFTTT!

Sunset let out another loud fart for about 9 seconds. Rarity didn't stop rubbing Sunset's tush, and inhaled deeply.

"Let me know if you get hungry or thirsty," said Rarity.

Rarity had the heat on in the basement, so Sunset was starting to sweat. After half an hour of farting, Sunset told Rarity she was thirsty, so Rarity gave her three cans of coke - each containing fart powder. In-between farts Rarity would sniff Sunset's butt. Sunset thought this was a little weird, but mostly coming from Rarity, and she secretly liked it.

An hour into the dare, Sunset felt something else inside her.

"Rarity... When are you going to untie me?"

"The night before the other girls get back."

"But that's four days from now! I can't hold it that long!"

"Hold what?" Rarity was feeling a little aroused.

"I have to go to the bathroom. I drank what, eight cans of pop?"

BBBBRRRRRRT!

"Just hold it," said Rarity. "Or go in your pajama pants."

"I can't! It would be way too embarrassing." She let out a quiet, airy fart for about 14 seconds, which Rarity heard.

"The dare was I could do anything I wanted to you for as long as I said."

"Right," said Sunset, who was regretting asking Rarity's deepest secret now and knew where this was going. "I'll just hold it."

"For four days? I don't think so. Things are going to get wet before this is over."

Sunset fidgeted, struggling against her bonds, but Rarity had tied them tight and she couldn't get out of them on her own. When Sunset's farting began to decrease, Rarity gave her three more cans of coke, which she reluctantly accepted.

Another hour later she really needed to go, and in her current position she couldn't hold herself or even cross her legs. It didn't help that Rarity kept slapping her behind, causing jolts of pain and excitement, and then rubbing it, causing relaxation, both of which nearly made her lose control.

Another half hour later, when Rarity slapped Sunset's rear, she accidentally leaked a little into her red panties, and let out a whimper. Then Rarity gave Sunset another butt massage, causing her to leak for about five seconds, dampening the crotch of her pajama pants.

"I don't think I can hold it," said Sunset. "I have to pee REALLY badly!"

"Just let it all out," said Rarity. "Relax. Think of how much you're enjoying me rubbing your tushie."

Sunset couldn't deny, while most of her concentration was on her very full bladder, part of her was still enjoying Rarity's hands caressing her rear. She started to relax a little, leaking for seven seconds this time and forming a dark spot on her crotch, while at the same time farting loudly.

"You don't want me to pee all over the mattress, do you?" said Sunset.

"That's what I got it for!" said Rarity. "Nowadays I only use this mattress when Pinkie comes over. Sometimes she drinks too much pop and cider, and wets the bed." She slapped Sunset's butt lightly, causing Sunset to squeal and let another spurt of pee leak into her underwear.

Ten minutes later, Sunset fidgeted more, and leaked for four seconds on a loud 15-second fart. Her leaks quickly became more frequent, as her bladder was quivering and she was losing control. She knew she was about to burst, and that Rarity wouldn't untie her.

Then, came a leak Sunset couldn't stop. Five seconds. Ten. Fifteen. Twenty. She tried as hard as she could to stop her stream, but she couldn't. Sunset was peeing herself all the way. She blushed with embarrassment as she soaked the crotch and legs of her purple pajama pants.

Despite her humiliation, Sunset couldn't help but sigh in relief. It did feel nice to let go after holding it in so long, and she had to admit to herself, she liked the warm feeling of the pee soaking her crotch and running down her legs, as well as some naughty pleasure from doing something like this.

She peed for about a minute and 15 seconds, farting twice in the middle of it, and enjoyed the feeling of relief when it was done. Her pajama pants were wet, and so was a large section of the mattress.

Rarity got Sunset into a sitting position so she was sitting in her puddle of pee. She made Sunset drink the last four cans of coke, saying she'd get some tomorrow.

Sunset let out several wet farts as she sat in her wet pajamas for another two hours, in the middle of which Rarity gave her three glasses of water. After the two hours, Sunset had to pee really badly again. She'd hate to admit it, but she had really enjoyed wetting herself once. She knew Rarity would force her to do it again, but she didn't want her to know how much she wanted to.

"I have to go pee," said Sunset. "Again."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" said Rarity.

Sunset let out a fake sigh, and began peeing like a race horse. She blushed lightly but gave a deep, satisfied sigh as she felt the warm wetness re-wet the crotch of her pants, further soaking her butt which had been damp from sitting on the wet section of mattress before.

Once she was done peeing, she let out a loud fart, and giggled.

"You're really enjoying this aren't you," said Rarity.

Sunset blushed more. Rarity simply got her back facedown and on her knees, slapped her pee-soaked butt 15 times - though a little more lightly than before - and then rubbed it, loving every time Sunset accidentally farted on her, and Sunset couldn't hide how much she loved it.

Once Rarity was done, she gave Sunset five glasses of water, and set her on her side.

"I'm going to bed now. Good night, Sunny."

"Good night Rarity," said Sunset.

...

Sunset woke up. She initially struggled against the ropes, before remembering the position she was currently in. Her pants and mattress were still damp. She needed to pee more than her usual morning pee. So, she sat up and let it all out in her pants, sighing of relief and giggling. She could see why Rarity loved this so much. It was also arousing for her, and she might have discovered a new fetish.

"Good morning, Sunny," said Rarity as she walked into the room, wearing her usual purple skirt.

Sunset farted loudly. "Good morning, Rares."

Rarity gave Sunset a bowl of her favorite cereal for breakfast. She gave her three glasses of water, and left to get some coke.

Sunset released a flurry of wet farts while Rarity was gone, giggling with each fart.

When Rarity returned, she went back to slapping and rubbing Sunset's butt, while giving her cans of coke, Sprite, or root beer, which she had now gotten a lot of.

At noon, by which time Sunset had peed again, Rarity gave Sunset some hot dogs and a big plate of beans. Sunset liked these foods but rarely ate them around her friends because it made her gassy. But, she felt no shame of farting in front of Rarity, and thought it was fun.

By now her pajama pants smelled of pee and farts, with a bit of sweat. Her panties, twice as much. But, Rarity seemed to like it.

At about 3:00, Sunset said "I have to pee, REAL bad!" Intending to hold it as long as she could so she could enjoy the wetting more.

"So do I," said Rarity. She stood above Sunset so that she was between her legs, and hiked up her skirt so that Sunset could see her purple panties.

"Rarity, what are you-"

She paused as a thick stream of pee cascaded on her, soaking what parts of her were still dry within seconds, while Rarity sighed in relief. Sunset couldn't believe it - Rarity was peeing on her. Through her panties. She had heard of this somewhere before. This was called a golden shower, and she liked it.

A combination of excitement and the warm wetness of the shower caused Sunset to start peeing as hard as she could. She had never known this could be so fun.

Once both girls finished wetting themselves, Rarity spanked Sunset 30 times, and massaged her tush to make the pain go away. Rarity stayed in her wet panties the entire day.

For supper, Rarity gave Sunset a big plate of chili and some hot dogs. With some fart powder sprinkled on.

Sunset peed a few more times that day, and farted more times than she or Rarity could count, but she was greatly enjoying this.

...

On Day 3, Sunset woke up to find her pants soaking wet, instead of the dampness from yesterday morning. She had peed in her sleep. She figured this was because of her current state and it would go away once she returned to her normal lifestyle. If anything it made her more aroused.

"How's Sunny doing today?" said Rarity.

"I wet the bed," said Sunset without shame.

"Ooh, time for 20 spankings!" said Rarity, and Sunset squealed in excitement, peeing a little more.

Today went the same as usual, except, after peeing on her again through her same pair of underwear, Rarity gave Sunset some prunes, along with some prune juice with fart powder in it. This made Sunset a little nervous. The last time she had eaten prunes, it had quickly made her need to poop so badly she had to do it behind a tree. No one had seen her do her business but they had heard it, and once she was done, Pinkie had checked behind the tree and incessantly described her pile of shit, which had been hyperscat - a lot of small, very soft and wet particles had come out at once. It was so wet that Sunset had needed to change her underwear, even her shorts, when she got home.

Only ten minutes in, Sunset let out a boisterous fart, and could feel her underwear get dirty. Rarity giggled at the sight of a brown stain at the back of Sunset's pants, but she hadn't quite messed herself yet.

"Rarity... I need to go... BAD! And I think you know what I have to do this time."

"That doesn't change a thing. Go in your pants, like I did."

"I don't think this will be as fun as peeing myself."

"It might be. And you have to do whatever I say until the night after tomorrow."

Sunset held it as long as she could, in her facedown position, sweating profusely from the effort and letting out several farts that were wetter and smellier than before, a few of which were sharts.

Until she could hold it no longer.

PPPPPBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRT!

Sunset noisily filled her already wet and smelly pajama pants with a big, wet, brown mess. A lot came out at once, and she soiled herself for eight seconds. Rarity let out a squeal of excitement as she saw a brown bulge appear on Sunset's butt. Sunset cringed as she felt her mess leak through her heavily soiled underwear and down her legs, and a very unpleasant smell reached her nose.

Rarity set Sunset in a sitting position so she could feel her mess squish beneath her rear. She wiggled around a bit, before realizing she enjoyed the sensation, and giggled, blushing lightly.

...

On Day 4, Rarity continued to spank and rub Sunset's butt, though it didn't feel quite the same with the mudslide in her pants, they both still liked it. The day went on the same as before, and Rarity gave Sunset more prunes. She was in a sitting position the next time she messed herself, and she thoroughly enjoyed it this time.

...

On the night of Day 5, Sunset peed again. She had soiled herself again today, and Rarity had peed on her again. She of course had peed and farted more times than she could count, and she smelled really bad. But, both she and Rarity loved it.

"Well, that's the end of the dare," said Rarity. "The other girls get back tomorrow." She untied the very wet and very smelly Sunset.

"Aw, does it have to end now?" said Sunset.

"We can keep it going if you want the other girls to find out."

Sunset blushed. "No, you're right. But let's set this up again some other time. Hey, you said you had Applejack do that to you, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"Maybe we can tell her, and she can do that to both of us."

"We could do that. I mean, she and I kind of have a thing going, but she said she likes to satisfy Rainbow Dash's fetishes as well, and I'm sure she'd love to."

"Well, I think it's time we take a long bubble bath and a shower," said Rarity. "You smell absolutely foul, and I've been wearing the same pair of underwear I peed in for three days straight. And, after you soiled yourself the first time, I ate some of the prunes too and didn't use toilet paper after."

"Well, you're still cleaner than me right now," said Sunset. She and Rarity giggled, and then started the bubble bath.

...

The next day, Sunset took her pajamas out of the dryer, which were spotlessly clean and smelled only of laundry that had just come out of the dryer. Her panties were stained slightly at the butt, but she didn't mind. Sunset herself no longer smelled of pee, poop, farts, and sweat, having cleaned up as nicely as her pajama pants.

That afternoon, Sunset and Rarity reunited with the other girls at the airport.

"Did you have a good trip?" said Sunset.

"It was really fun!" said Rainbow Dash. "Applejack and I won by a landslide!"

"And the museum was really..." began Twilight. "Uh, I hope it wasn't too boring back here."

"Rarity and I had lots of fun together," said Sunset, and she and Rarity did the rump bump.

Extreme Celestia Fetish

Author's Notes:

This chapter might be a little similar to Discord's Fetish for Celestia, but that chapter didn't include bondage or scat.

It took me this long to do one for my second favorite princess to fetishize. I don't think she'd mind that I did this. After all, there is no wrong way to fantasize. She said it herself.

Princess Celestia was having a romantic dinner with Discord. They had just played a very interesting game of volleyball, and Celestia was still wearing her sports outfit, a sparkly blue tank top and short, skintight, sparkly pink shorts. She was always a sight to behold and her outfit only made her more lovely.

Once they were done, they returned to Discord's world.

"Fluttershy's not coming today, is she?" said Celestia.

"Not today," said Discord.

"In that case..." Celestia blushed lightly, nervous about telling someone this, but she knew Discord would probably have fun with it. "Can you help me play out some of my... fetishes?"

"Of course! I'm sure it'll be fun, and anything for you!"

Celestia whispered into Discord's ear.

"Ooh, who'd have guessed you were into that? Your wish is my command!"

Instantly, Celestia's back hooves were tied together, and her front hooves were tied behind her back. Her wings were tied to her side. She leaned forward into a position with her head on the ground and her rear end in the air.

Discord walked over to Celestia's butt and rubbed it with one hand. Then he patted it lightly.

"You can slap harder than that," said Celestia.

Discord spanked Celestia hard. Celestia let out a squeal of pleasure.

He swatted her rear 30 times before she said "All right, you can stop now."

Discord was initially disappointed, but remembered what she had told him to do next, and cast a spell on her.

Celestia let out a loud, wet fart. She blushed lightly but giggled, enjoying the opportunity to do something unprincesslike.

Discord started to laugh as Celestia released a series of loud farts, some of them high-pitched, some of them deeper-pitched, and some of them wet, ranging from one second long to six.

She was still farting when Discord started to rub her butt again. Celestia liked this combination. She hadn't even asked Discord to rub her butt while she was farting. Discord must really like her butt. Or her farts. Or both.

Once Celestia finished farting, Discord sniffed her butt. Her shorts smelled of farts.

Then Discord cast the next spell on Celestia. Instantly, she felt an intense urge to pee. This surprised her a bit even though she had asked for it, because she had never jumped from an almost-empty bladder to desperate before.

Celestia struggled against her ropes, but it was no use. Not that she really wanted to get free, she wanted to hold it until she wet herself, and Discord tying her up would prevent her from pulling her shorts down or finding a toilet, as intended.

"I have to go to the bathroom," Celestia said, fidgeting a lot.

"Just hold it," said Discord, playing along.

The pressure in her bladder became more intense. Celestia really needed to go. She fidgeted harder, but her ropes would not come undone. Discord had made sure they were tied very tight. She couldn't even cross her legs or hold herself. She was completely helpless to keep from wetting herself, and she liked it. Her heart was pounding with excitement at the situation she was in, and anticipation of losing control.

"I don't think I can hold it," said Celestia. "I need to pee so bad!"

"If you can't hold it, go in your shorts," said Discord, slapping Celestia's butt again. Then he cast a minor spell, and Celestia let out a loud fart. Celestia couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

She held it in for over half an hour, by which point her bladder was overflowing and she fidgeted harder, about to burst.

"I can't... hold on... any longer..."

Celestia's bladder finally gave out, and she sighed in relief as her skintight pink shorts darkened, and pee poured down her legs, forming a puddle under her.

She had peed in these shorts before, and other outfits, but she had never experienced a loss of control like this before and took immense pleasure in it. The warm release felt even better than any of her other wettings.

"Ahhhhh, that's better..."

"Having fun?" Discord slapped Celestia's butt lightly.

She peed for two minutes, after which her legs and the crotch of her shorts were soaked, and she was in a big puddle.

Discord spanked her five more times, then made her fart for another minute.

"Now, remember what you have to do next," said Celestia once she was done farting.

"Right," said Discord. "This will be even more fun!"

Discord magically filled Celestia's bladder to the brim again, and, just as she started to fidget, he began tickling her sides.

Celestia started to laugh very hard, for she was extremely ticklish.

Discord tickled Celestia's sides with both hands, and conjured feathers to tickle her armpits and all of her hooves.

Celestia laughed harder. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA PEE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Mere seconds later, Celestia was already peeing. Her shorts were already wet but she was still able to enjoy the feeling of wetting herself from laughing too hard.

Just under two minutes later, she had finished peeing, but Discord was still tickling her. After another minute, he finally stopped.

"That was wonderful," said Celestia, panting.

"I look forward to doing it again next time," said Discord. Feeling mischievous, he cast another spell.

Celestia felt a pressure in her bowels that she knew wasn't a fart. "I have to go to the bathroom again, and it's not pee this time."

"So?"

"I've never done that before, and I'm not sure I'll like it..."

"If you don't like it, I'll clean you up right away. You have my word."

Celestia thought about it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

But before she could come to a decision, the decision was made for her. She involuntarily filled her shorts with manure. The room started to smell worse than her farts, and she blushed lightly.

"You know, that... actually felt pretty good."

"I knew you'd like it." Discord set Celestia into a sitting position. She felt her mess squish beneath her rear, and took pleasure in this sensation.

Discord made Celestia fart more, with the occasional shart. Celestia had just realized a new fetish, though she probably wouldn't dare attempt it without Discord, because it would be harder to clean up.

Once they'd had their fun, Discord snapped his fingers. Celestia was untied, dry, and completely clean. Even the fart smell vanished.

"I haven't had that much fun in a long time," said Celestia. "I'll let you know when I'll be able to do this again."

Extreme Rainbow Indigo Fetish (EqG)

Author's Notes:

Rainbow Dash is wearing her usual skintight black shorts under her skirt, Indigo is wearing a short skintight pair of dark purple shorts and a matching midriff tank top, and Applejack is wearing jeans today.

Also, here Indigo isn't like she is in The Adventures of Smelly Rainbow Dash

This one might be a bit rushed even compared to my other chapters. Also I was a bit nervous about submitting this one even though it's hardly my first like this.

"Rainbow Dash wins!" said Applejack as Rainbow Dash crossed the finish line seconds before Indigo Zap.

"No fair! You ALWAYS win!" said Indigo Zap, frustrated at losing again.

"Maybe I'm just more awesome than you!" said Rainbow Dash.

"Prove it!"

"How?"

"We'll have Country Girl over there tie us up. Whoever asks her to untie her first loses."

"You're on!"

"This should be interestin'," said Applejack.

...

Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap were sweaty and thirsty from their race so they drank a lot of water, and a can of soda. Then Applejack led them to her barn. She tied Rainbow and Indigo's hands behind their backs, and tied their feet together. Then she set them in a position facedown.

"The contest has begun!" said Applejack, patting both their butts lightly.

They stayed still for an hour straight. Neither showed any sign of letting up. Occasionally they'd look sideways at each other to give each other a smug look, or else see if their opponent was showing any signs of weakness.

"Phew, it's hot in here," said Applejack. "Have some cider."

She gave them each three mugs of cider to drink. They both really appreciated this, for they were thirsty.

Another half hour later, Applejack gave them each another mug of cider.

A half hour later...

"I gotta go to the bathroom!" said Rainbow Dash.

"Are you giving up?" said Indigo, trying to hide that she also needed to pee.

"No way! You've probably got to go just as bad as I do!"

"I bet I can hold it longer than you!"

"You're on!"

Both girls became more uncomfortable as the minutes went by. They could feel their bladders filling up rapidly from all they drank before this competition and the cider they drank in the past hour. They couldn't help but fidget, which was all they could do because in their positions they couldn't hold themselves or cross their legs. Each hoped her opponent would give up fast to avoid the humiliation of wetting herself, but they seemed equally determined.

"This is ridiculous," said Applejack. "You should stop before you wet yourselves."

"Not a chance!" said Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap at once.

"Suit yourself," said Applejack. A part of her had hoped they'd say that.

She offered them more cider after another half hour, and they couldn't help but drink it.

"Indigo... Give up! I know you can't last much longer!" said Rainbow Dash, sweating profusely.

"You mean YOU can't last much longer," said Indigo, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice.

Rainbow Dash whimpered as she leaked into her skintight shorts.

"Ha!" said Indigo, but she cringed as she also leaked a little.

Applejack stared as the two competitive girls tried their hardest to hold it in. Every few minutes their shorts would get damper, and sometimes a little pee would trickle down their legs.

"You all right there, Rainbow?" said Applejack, trying to hide how aroused she was.

"I'm fine!" said Rainbow. "I can hold it all day!"

"I can hold it all week!" said Indigo.

The prospect of holding it an entire week intimidated Rainbow a little. She leaked for six seconds, and tried to hold it. But the next leaks were longer, and then came one she couldn't stop. Rainbow Dash was peeing herself full force. She blushed lightly. She couldn't believe she was wetting herself at age 20.

Indigo could hear the sound of Rainbow Dash peeing and felt victorious.

"Ha! I win for once!"

Maybe she was excited at beating Rainbow Dash for the first time. Maybe she was relaxing too much from not having to beat Rainbow anymore. Maybe it was just the sounds of Rainbow Dash peeing. Or, maybe it was all three at once that made Indigo start to pee uncontrollably. She tried to stop, but her stream kept soaking her shorts and her legs.

"Ahhh, that's better." Rainbow Dash finished peeing, but she could still hear a hissing sound, and chuckled. "Looks like you couldn't hold it either."

"I still held it longer than you!" Soon Indigo finished wetting herself.

"Wanna take a break and change?" said Applejack.

"No!" said Rainbow and Indigo.

Applejack didn't really have a problem with this.

...

In another hour, it was lunch. Applejack cooked some beans for Rainbow and Indigo, who wolfed them down quickly and washed them down with cider.

Over the next hour, Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap were farting repeatedly. And of course they were turning it into a contest.

"Hold on..." said Rainbow Dash.

PPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRT!

Rainbow Dash chuckled.

"13 seconds," said Applejack.

Indigo moved her behind slightly.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Her fart was deeper-pitched and louder, but Rainbow Dash was sure it was a little shorter.

"12 seconds," said Applejack.

They let out several more farts for the next few minutes, but none of them were that long, though many were loud and wet.

"Rainbow Dash wins!" said Applejack, slapping Rainbow Dash's butt.

"Hey, how come only she gets that?" said Indigo Zap.

"Oh. Why didn't you say so?" Applejack slapped Indigo's butt as well. It felt similar to Rainbow Dash's butt.

Over the next few hours, Rainbow and Indigo wet themselves again. This time they didn't try holding it, they just let it out when the urge got really powerful and they knew the other wouldn't stop.

Applejack served them more beans, and some hot dogs and prunes, leading to another farting contest. Indigo won this one with a 14-second fart.

...

The next morning when they woke up, they needed to pee. So they let it all out in their shorts, again.

An hour later, after Applejack served them oatmeal and cider, they felt an uncomfortable feeling in their bowels.

"I don't have to pee this time!" said Rainbow Dash.

"I... don't have to do either!" said Indigo, though her discomfort was clear.

They let out another series of wet farts, which got wetter and stinkier as the minutes went by.

"Wanna see who can hold it the longest?" said Rainbow Dash. "Or do you wanna give up now?"

"I could do this all week. And I bet I can hold it longer than you!"

They held it for a half hour, but they had to go really badly.

Rainbow Dash let out a sloppy wet fart and felt a bit of poop plop into her shorts. She whimpered, and Indigo knew what that meant.

"Aha! You couldn't hold it as long-"

PPPPPPBBBBBBLLLLRRRRRRT!

Indigo noisily made a big mess in her shorts. Applejack stared at the brown bulge that appeared on her butt. Indigo blushed.

"I held in most of it longer than you!" said Rainbow Dash, pausing to fart again. "I guess I win this contest!"

"No, I win!" said Indigo.

"Whatever." Rainbow Dash released the contents of her bowels into her shorts quieter than Indigo had, but the mess was a little bigger, and just as wet.

...

That night, they continued to lay in their wet, soiled shorts.

"Tired of being in this messy state?" said Indigo.

"Not even a little bit," said Rainbow Dash. She sniffed. "The smell is a bit much, but I can ignore it."

"I don't really mind the smell. Like I said, I could do this all week."

...

A week later, Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap were still tied up in the barn, laying in a large puddle of pee. They smelled really bad, including their armpits due to having not washed after sweating in the summer heat for a week. Their shorts were overflowing with poop, even though every few days Applejack would set them into a sitting position to squish their messes under their rears. Day 4's dinner had given them diarrhea.

That morning, Applejack waited until Rainbow and Indigo simultaneously wet and soiled themselves further.

"All right, that's enough," said Applejack, who had enjoyed the show but knew it would never end unless she ended it. "It's pretty clear neither of you ain't gonna give up, so I'll call it a tie."

"Very funny," said Rainbow Dash, catching the unintended pun.

Applejack untied both of the smelly girls.

"Tie us back up again!" said Indigo. "We're not finished!"

"Yes you are," said Applejack. "You really need a bath."

...

Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap sat fully clothed in the bathtub, which was full of soapy water. Applejack had to rinse them off first and get them to dump all the poop in their shorts into the toilet before filling the bathtub up.

"You weren't just stayin' there out of competitiveness, were you?" said Applejack as she scrubbed Rainbow Dash's back with one hand, and Indigo's back with the other.

"What's that supposed to mean?" said Rainbow Dash. Both she and Indigo blushed a little.

"You were really enjoyin' it, weren't you? I saw you wettin' yourselves two nights ago when you thought I was asleep, and your faces said it all."

Rainbow and Indigo's faces were beet red now.

"Promise you won't tell anyone," said Rainbow Dash.

"Ah promise," said Applejack. "Time to wash your dirty asses!"

Rainbow and Indigo chuckled a little and raised their butts in the air. Applejack poured extra soap on their behinds and scrubbed as hard as she could.