The only thing that kept Theo from turning and running like his life was at stake was the strong, firm hand of Eden holding him tight.  The reason was obvious.  No, it wasn't the extremely long blonde extensions that Eden had placed in his hair, the ones he could feel were long enough to be tickling his waist.  You'd understand if that made him run.  Theo's petite size, slender build and massive hair insured he looked completely girlish and feminine, something most red-blooded boys would want to run from.  It wasn't the abominable underwear she'd put him in, the same underwear he'd worn in the teddy bear outfit with the hard cup in front and the rubber thing poking between his butt cheeks.  You'd understand if that made him run.  His bits, squeezed into the hard plastic, were protected from the outside world, it's true.  But that made his front look flat and the exact opposite of masculine.  Not to mention they barely fit.  Theo knew from experience that anything that would make his 'equipment' grow, like thinking about how Sarah looked in her little nightie at the sleepover... Ugg, his bits would be held so tight that the growth would feel like being crushed.  So that meant he'd have to think very non-sexy thoughts or risk agony.  In other words his aunt Nancy had, in the process of creating a protective device for Theo, had accidentally created a very cruel chastity device as well.  Worse, he knew that clicking the button on the back of the underwear, originally designed to simply force him to wiggle his little tail in a cute manner, would make everything down there vibrate pleasurably, creating a sensation sure to make the aforementioned growing happen no matter how hard he fought it.

Yes, you'd understand why all of that would make him want to run.  But at this moment, Theo wanted to run for a completely different reason.  Instead, it was the outfit that was placed in the center of the room that was the core reason why he wanted to flee with all his being.  It was solid enough, it stood by itself, like a statue.  But Theo already had a unique experience with outfits of that type, and he knew that there was a Theo sized hollow inside.  All he could do is stare at the outfit in front of him.

It was the body of a pony.  The head was missing, there was no tail, but it was clearly and indisputably the body of a pony.  The legs, the torso, the haunches...  Other than the very pink colour and the almost velvety feel, it looked like it could've been a real, decapitated pony.  Looking at the neck, Theo could see a thick collar.  Theo gulped as he could already almost feel that collar being locked around his own neck.  Now, all that would be bad enough if it was just any pony, but it most certainly was not.  Theo had watched the show 'Planetary Ponies' enough times that he instantly realized he was looking at 'Prissy Venus' in her pony form.

Prissy Venus was very distinct.  Her colours were always pinks and purples with a long blond mane and tail.  Her symbol was the classic Venus symbol with a circle and a cross underneath.  You'd think that fact that it was also the universal symbol for female would make it feminine enough, but no, Prissy Venus was a girly girl.  So for her symbol, the circle part was turned into a heart.  And the symbol was a very girly pink mixed with silver glitter.  It was the very symbol of femininity made ultra feminine!  And it was made to look like it was branded clearly on the ass cheek for all to see.  Without conscious thought, Theo began to rub his ass cheek as if he was remembering the pain of getting that mark applied on his behind.

As Theo was dragged forward, he was very certain he didn't want to get into this costume.  He'd been tricked into the teddy bear costume, and he remembered how helpless he'd been once the locks had snapped shut.  He was not letting this happen again.  He tensed his body, ready to fight his way out.  As he tensed, he felt the grip on his arm tighten ever so slightly.  Theo suddenly remembered what had happened in the bathroom.  How easily Eden had thrown him over her lap.  How she'd just toyed with him, making him do all the work and exhaust himself while she casually sat with Theo over her knee.  A flush of embarrassment followed as he remembered how she'd made him feel.  His building rage dissipated, quickly replaced by his complete discomfiture.

Deep down, Theo knew he couldn't hope to win against a prepared Eden.  She'd proven that handily.  She obviously had some kind of martial arts training.  Worse, Theo knew from experience that all she had to do now was click the button on the back of the underwear he was now wearing.  The vibration would 'excite' him, and then the crushing of his bits would start and he'd be unable to do anything but try to get out.  Sure, without the costume restraining him, he'd be able to peel the underwear off, but by then Eden would have him at her mercy and he was quite sure there would be a penalty for such an act.  Theo was too much of a bully ever to consciously pick a fight he knew he couldn't win.  With the innate cunning of a bully, he knew he'd have to wait until he had Eden with her guard down.  And when that day came, he'd strike and strike hard.  But right now was not that moment.  It was about as far from it as it gets.  Eden was prepared and had all the odds in her favour.  So, despite the great lump in his throat, Theo forced himself towards the pony outfit.

Climbing into it was very different from how he'd entered the teddy bear suit.  Then he had been kneeling and blind, so his Aunt Nancy had pulled it around him without him even realizing what was happening.  Now, Eden had opened a hidden zipper and was holding the top of the suit open, a flap to either side.  Theo first inserted his knees into the back pony legs.  Still upright, it was as if he was standing on his knees, but his feet were pulled back tight behind his butt.  It wasn't the most comfortable position in the world.  It was only due to the marvelous engineering of his Aunt Nancy that it wasn't that uncomfortable either.  The knees of the suit were padded, there was proper support so nothing pinched.  And the air circulation insured that he'd be cool and dry in the outfit.  His Aunt Nancy had used all her skills designing costumes for stage and screen to make this costume something that an actor could comfortably wear for a long working day.  Cold comfort indeed for poor Theo.

As Eden guided Theo into the costume, she too was marveling at the wonderful design elements.  She remembered how Nancy had asked her for to invest in her design of a new harness system.  It was built to allow an actor to be supported if they had to hold an uncomfortable position for an extended period of time, to provide external control so a director or assistant could have some fine control of the suit, or even to allow a professional puppeteer to work with the actor in the suit to manipulate the outfit to whatever effect required, in essence combining the skills of puppeteer and actor.  Of course, Eden smirked, that meant that the actor had to have some controls on the inside of the suit.  Those controls were conveniently missing from the pony outfit she was putting Theo into, just like they'd been missing from the teddy bear suit.

Nancy was sure she could patent her design and make some money.  But she needed to build a working version to prove it.  Luckily Eden was a Stewart, well off financially and, as a dominatrix, very interested in a system that could be used to manipulate someone against their will.  Eden had paid for three prototypes of the harness and suit to be built, one for Nancy and two for her own use.  But Eden had just put them aside, almost forgetting about them.  It wasn't until Nancy had told her about her plans for her naughty nephew and how she was going to use the first suit to turn him into a teddy bear that Eden had begun to actually investigate what her suits could do.  And when she found out that Nancy's nephew was the one and same that had smashed the doll that was a Stewart family heirloom, she began to plot what she was going to do with her two suits.  Knowing that her sister and friends were going to be dressing as Planetary Ponies that weekend made the choice for the second suit, this suit, obvious.  Her order for the skin that fit around the suit was ready in record time.  She'd paid enough to see to that.  As was the choice for the third suit.  Knowing that Theo had also agreed to let Eden dress him for school on Monday in the third suit... Eden felt a shiver of anticipation thinking about what Theo had unknowingly agreed to.  How humiliated he would be when...

Theo shifted momentarily and Eden had to move quickly to save him from falling forward.  Relying on her for support even though his lower body was now firmly in the suit, she helped guide Theo's bent arms into the front legs of the pony as he bent forward at the waist.  Theo realized that, even though he wasn't in the suit yet, he would only be able to avoid that fate with outside help.  With his folded legs in the rear legs of the costume, he had to fight gravity just to stay where he was.  Eden could just walk away at this point and he wouldn't be able to slide to the side, he wouldn't be able to bend back, he'd just slowly and inexorably slide into the suit as his muscles tired.  He wasn't even in the suit yet and he was already trapped!  But Eden helped guide him in to make sure everything was exactly in the right place.

His elbows slid into a padded, formed base like those at the knees that would allow him to walk around on his knees and elbows without discomfort.  Of course the front ones contained quite a bit more padding insuring that all four legs appeared equally sized to the viewer and put Theo's torso horizontal, insuring he looked properly like a pony.  The weighting and forms also insured that the only way Theo could walk around was like a pony.  After a bit of shifting, Theo slid into his final position in the pony outfit.  Eden didn't hesitate to quickly pull the Velcro ties, holding Theo in place.  Then she folded the side flaps over each other, forming the back of the pony where the saddle would sit.  She slowly pulled the laces tight, then started all over, re-tightening them.  Thus snugging Theo into the harness the same way you would tie someone into a corset.  A few quick clicks and the locks were also in place, insuring Theo was in the suit until the keys were used.  Finally she laid the outside of the suit over top, sliding the hidden zippers that would hold it all in place.  Once the zippers zipped closed, it was as if the seams magically disappeared and the suit was like a skin covering Theo.  His chance for any kind of escape was over.  Not only was Theo escaping literally impossible, but even if someone was helping him, they'd have to fight through keys and laces.  No, only one person could remove the outfit.  Eden had him until she was ready to let him go.

Eden stared at the glum boy, golden blonde hair nearly obscuring his face as his head hung forward and low, trapped in his pony outfit.  He looked so ridiculous, a fuzzy pink pony body with a human head, long hair spilling on the floor.  Remembering all the stories of bullying the girls had told about Theo, remembering what he'd done to her beloved family heirloom, remembering the threats he'd made... Remembering that he'd tried to actually cause harm to Eden and her sister Emily, tried to violently punch them both... It's safe to say she didn't feel sorry at all.  Instead, she felt...

She felt a warmth spreading from between her legs and her eyes slightly unfocused.  Unconsciously she bit her lower lip as consciously she made an effort not to touch herself, so powerful were her feelings in that moment.  She was a dominatrix, after all, and having Theo at her mercy was a powerful aphrodisiac for a person like her.  Eden had to look away.  This was her friends nephew after all and this was all being done for a purpose other than her arousal.  Once again in control of herself, Eden smiled.  While she couldn't indulge herself in that way, there was nothing saying she couldn't take advantage of the situation in other ways...

Eden went down on her knees in front of Theo.  With his head down, it almost seemed as if he was trying to eat out of her lap.  The idea sent a little thrill through Eden's mind as she imagined forcing this sad little horsey to eat out of... Her... Lap.  She had to look away again, looking up at the ceiling, and get that thought out of her mind.  That was not what this was all about!  She sat silently, focusing on her breathing.  Once she was again centered, she began to gently gather Theo's long, blonde hair, pulling it up and out of his face.  While a considerable amount was Theo's own long locks, much of it was from the firmly affixed extensions that Eden had placed in.  Gently she wound the hair up, so she could hold it all back with one hand.

  "How are you feeling?" Eden softly asked the moping pony.  There was a quiet, expectant pause.  Theo shuffled slightly in his pony outfit before responding.  He really didn't know how to answer.  How could he put so many conflicting thoughts into words?  But Eden sat , obviously waiting for his response.
  "I dunno" he eventually murmured.  At first it seemed like that would be enough.  Theo felt Eden began to shift, as if she was getting up.  Roughly and with speed, she twisted his hair in her fist getting a solid grip, and forcefully she pulled back, leaving Theo with no choice but to look up at her.  Eden was still on her knees, only now she had her face mere inches from his.
  "You! Don't! Know!" she said, spitting each word with barely restrained fury.  "Let's try to guess.  You feel helpless!  You feel weak!  You feel small!"  She snarled each word as if it was a dagger striking his chest.  She paused, seeing Theo's face drain of blood and feeling him trying to withdraw.  With that, she smiled her most dominant, most predatory smile.  "You feel... Afraid."  Said with a certain joy, Eden knew that she'd struck home.  Theo looked absolutely terrified.  She shook his head, fist still tightly wound in his hair.  The shake wasn't painful, it was meant to remind him he was completely in her control.  "Answer me!"
  "Y..Yes!" Theo squeaked, barely able to get the sound out of his tight throat.  Theo just wasn't able to process what was happening.  He was the T-Dog!  He was the biggest, baddest guy on the playground.  People feared him, and if they didn't, he made sure they learned to.  But here was this woman who didn't just play at being strong, she just naturally exuded it.  And now that she was unloading both barrels at Theo, it was like the toughest, meanest, most intimidating rabbit on the farm meeting a bull.  That scared, little rabbit knew he was out of his league.  That rabbit wanted to run away and curl up into a ball.  But the powerful grip of Eden did not release.  He couldn't even avert his eyes.
  "GOOD!" Eden fiercely responded.  And just like that, the fury disappeared.  She released his hair from her tight grip, and began gently stroking it instead.  Her voice, now gentle and guiding, took Theo by surprise.  "I want you to remember this feeling.  I want you to swim in it, to wallow, to let it seep into every pore."  Eden leaned further forward, almost whispering into Theo's ear as she stroked his hair.  "When you bully people, when you trashed your aunt's workroom, when you trashed Emily's doll, when you spread rumours about your schoolmates, this is how you make people feel.  Doesn't feel very good, does it?"  Theo was nearly in shock.  The sudden shifts in tone had left him off balance.  He tried to respond, but the fear had made his voice as shriveled as he felt and only a little squeak came out.  Eden smiled as she knew the message was received.  But she pretended to misunderstand what Theo was trying to say and have a little bit more fun with him.
  "Why, that's the perfect sound for a little pony!  How nice of you to already be getting into character."  And with that Theo saw Eden reach over, and lift up the head of a pony.  She turned towards Theo and, as the pony head gently descended over his, everything went black.