Rarity cooed comfortingly as she lead the young gelding into her bathroom. After yesterday's fiasco, there had been several ready to be sold by their parents. The seamstress was quick to find the finest looking of them all. Button Mash.

The brown earth pony colt looked down trodden after his mother had taken the gold and kissed him good bye. Miss Rarity at least seemed kind.

"Here we go, some nice warm water," the unicorn declared as she lifted him in her magic and deposited him in the tub. "Now let's get a good look at what's been done, shall we?"

She quickly joined him in the tub and turned him upon his back so that she could take a look at the stitching. "Hmmm. Seems a little crude. Then again, she was just trying to work fast. I'm sure it'll heal just fine. If the scars don't fade properly I can always apply some makeup."

"M-makeup?" Button asked, nervously, blushing as she ran her hoof over his empty scrotum in thought.

She noted his blush. "Oh, there must still be some testosterone in your system. Don't worry, that will fade soon enough. Of course, tomorrow we're going to the hospital to get this sheath removed. Hmm, what sort of cock do you have anyway?"

Button's eyes bugged out as the unicorn gently pulled back on his sheath the expose the mottled flesh beneath.

She smiled sweetly. "That will do just fine. Mares actually find the brown blotches cute. Hmm, you might have been quite the stud if things had been left alone. Ah, well, you be a delightful house gelding anyway."

"Isn't an unpaid servant known as a slave?"

Rarity turned to look at the newcomer. The gelding, however, couldn't see over the tub's wall.

"Oh, hello, Sweetie Belle," the seamstress smiled. "I was just cleaning and taking stock of my new gelding. I think he'll do just fine."

Sweetie rolled her eyes and trotted over to look at who she was referring to. She gasped when she saw the colt. "B-Button Mash?"

The gelding gasped too. "Sweetie Belle?"

He quickly tried to roll to hide his shame.

The filly turned accusingly to her sister. "Why?"

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Please. I had nothing to do with it. I simply saw him with a for sale sign about his neck and made the purchase. Well, now you'll be able to play with your friend all the time, as he'll be living with us from now on. When he isn't working, that is. You two can even share the same bed."

Sweetie leapt into the tub and through her hooves about the colt, sniffing. "Why you, Button?"

Rarity frowned. "Sweetie. I know he was your little coltfriend, but you're going to have to find a new colt now. Though, honestly, you should be grateful. Had I not purchased him, he might have wound up with a cruel owner. And you wouldn't want that, now would you?"

Sweetie Sniffed. "N-no."

Rarity smiled. "And you know I treat all my geldings fairly, right? Have you ever seen me so much as raise my voice to any of them?"

The filly shook her head. "No."

"Then you can rest assured that I will be treating button as though he were my own little colt," Rarity smiled.

"Except he has to work," Button said as she nuzzled the gelding's head.

Rarity picked both foals up in a big hug. "He'll be given plenty of freedom, Sweetie Belle. Besides, when it comes times for me to have foals of my own, at least two of the colts will become house geldings."

"Now, how about you finish cleaning him up while I go make a pot of tea?" Rarity said as she got out of the tub and dried herself off with a towel. "Both of you can come down and join me later."