(WARNING:  Parts of this story may be extremely disturbing/contain disturbing imagery.  This behavior is not condoned or supported, it is included for dramatic purposes.  But if you found the previous chapter difficult to read or very upsetting, please consider skipping this chapter.)

The woman was wearing an official 'Planetary Ponies' staff pass.  And she had a handful of back stage tickets for the girls.

"Hina Yui has asked me to give you these passes and have you come join her on stage for her panel."  At first the girls were in shock, but soon they were squeeing and hopping up in down in delight. 
"OMG, Hina Yui?  Rockstar, fashion designer, co-creator of Planetary Ponies and the voice of Sparkle Moon?!?  YESSSS!"  The girls couldn't believe their luck.  Not only were they going to see the panel, which had been sold out months ago, but they were going to be on the stage with her?!  They took the tickets like Charlie holding his golden ticket to Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.  It was an unbelievable opportunity to meet their idol!  "OMG OMG OMG!" was all Emily could say.
"But what about Theo?" Madison asked.
"He would make a scene" replyed Sarah.
"He'd ruin everything." said Aya. 
"He's one of us!  He should come!" countered Madison.
Everyone looked to Emily.  Emily screwed up her mouth in concentration.  She knew they had to go, this was the opportunity of a lifetime.  But Theo would be like a ticking time-bomb, ready to ruin everything in a moment like he usually did.  If only her sister was here to keep an eye on Theo.  Oh, someone would have to tell her sister where they went.  A flashbulb went off in Emily's head as she figured out how to solve this.  She grabbed two of the tickets and kneeled by Theo.

"Theo, you wait here and tell my sister where we went."  As she spoke, she stuck the two tickets up under Theo's collar.  "If she gets back soon enough, come join us."  A perfect solution, Emily reasoned.  This way, Theo wouldn't come unless Eden was with him.  He couldn't ruin anything this way.  With that, Emily stood and soon the girls were gone in a cloud of clopping heels and bouncing petticoats.

Theo watched them go.  Wait a minute!  Tell Eden?  And how exactly was he supposed to do that?!  How could he tell anyone anything as Theo made 'MMMMPPPH' noises into his gag.  Worse, the girls had left his harness still locked!  It wasn't intentional, but each of the girls had been so excited they left in a rush to see their idol and they just didn't think things through.  He was stuck, completely helpless, where the girls had been getting their pictures taken.  Exerting all his strength, he could maybe rock back and forth a little, but that was it.  Theo quickly realized  there wasn't much to do but wait for Eden to return.  The crowd of convention-goers flowed past, people on their way to see panels and to buy merchandise.  Several people saw him, and took pictures, but it seemed like most people assumed Theo was just a statue or a prop and ignored him.  One of the picture takers got close and peered intently at the tickets tucked into Theo's collar.  Some small children came by, jumping on his back and pulling very painfully on his pony mane, extensions firmly attached to his hair.  Every time they got close to his tail, he flinched, thinking about what would happen if they turned on the vibrator while he was locked motionless like this.  Luckily they ("OW!") were happy just to yank on ("OW!") his hair.  Theo realized that their yanking had dislodged the tickets and they floated to the floor.  The children didn't notice and after a while became bored and left.  After a few minutes, the fellow who had taking pictures earlier 'happened' to notice them.  With a quick look left and right to see if anyone was watching, he bend down, pretending to tie his shoelaces, and picked them up.  Theo just stared at him helplessly.  With the tickets in hand, the strange fellow rushed off somewhere, no doubt to use the tickets for himself.  Theo was a little distraught.  Even though he'd deny liking anything Planetary Pony related to your face, he wanted to see Hina Yui in person too...  What was taking Eden so long?

And so there Theo stood, motionless.  Locked into the shell of a fuzzy pink pony.  His blond tail and mane gently wafting in the recycled hair of the convention center, both tied with over-sized baby pink bows.  Forced by the suit to stand proudly.  Wearing his belled reins that jingled when he moved, but were obviously silent now that he was locked in place, yet still gleamed shiny reminders of their presence.  With nothing else to do, he watched the endless crowds going by, occasionally marveling at some of the costumes, but mostly completely and utterly bored.  He didn't really see the woman who had come up behind him, but he sensed movement.  At first he thought it was Eden, but she was much bigger.  She did kind of look familiar, but it wasn't until she stood right in front of him that the spark of recognition hit.

BERTHA!

Theo found himself staring up into the blood-shot reddish eyes of the woman who had abused him.  The broken blood vessels in her bulbous nose and the strong alcohol smell attested to her alcoholic tendencies, and her slightly wobbly demeanor reinforced them.  Under other circumstances, Theo might almost feel sorry for her.  But not now.  Not when she'd actively tried to sexually assault him only the day before and he was completely helpless!  No, there was no sympathy in Theo at the moment, just absolute fear.

She was a big woman, bigger than his Aunt Nancy even.  And, now that she wasn't dressed in the matronly 'Big Mama' clothes from the adult baby party, dressed in simple oversize top and yoga pants that looked stretched to their limit, she looked even more intimidating.  In pure panic, Theo tried to struggle, tried to get away, but his harness was still locked, just as the girls had left it.  He simply couldn't move.  And from Bertha's cruel smile, she realized that too.  Bertha reached down, slowly and deliberately twisting her hand into Theo's mane (really his hair drawn back by the costume).  Obviously aware of what she was doing, Bertha lifted Theo by his hair, up into her arms.  Theo yelled in pain as he essentially hung from his hair, but of course the bridle turned that into a muffled sound that Bertha barely heard and no one else did.
 
  "Well, look at my luck." she whispered menacingly, her mouth right up to Theo's ear.  "I came to confront that damn dominatrix and who do I find?  Something even better."  She shifted Theo so she was holding him with one arm, wrapped underneath his belly.  She took the opportunity to bring the other hand down with a resounding slap right on the unpadded part of Theo's behind!  A few more slaps and Theo felt his eyes began to water from the pain.  Theo twisted and squirmed, but Bertha continued to hold him effortlessly.  Then, with obvious malice, she reached a clawed hand between Theo's legs and applied crushing force to his groin!  Theo started to panic as he felt the pressure... Until he realized that the protective cup his aunt had sewn into his underwear was protecting him.  Bertha might think she was exerting painful force, but Theo just felt some light pressure that wasn't even uncomfortable.  As many times as he had cursed that hard plastic in his underwear, as many times as it had caused him pain in the past, he was now unbelievably thankful it was there.  Bertha gloried in the agony she thought she was causing Theo... But he just waited unaffected, waiting to see what else she might do.  Eventually she tired of attempting to crush his balls and started whispering in his ear again.

  "You little shit.  Do you know that, because of you, they kicked me out of the group?"  If Theo could speak, he would've responded.  He would've said it wasn't HIS fault that she had dragged him to an empty room and attempted to sexually assault him.  She would've succeeded too, if she hadn't been stymied by the locks on the teddy bear outfit he was wearing.  It also wasn't Theo's fault that she had still tried to use him as a sex toy and, in the process, caused him to pass out.  He would've pointed out that everything that got her kicked out was all Bertha's fault!  Theo had been no more than an innocent bystander, bound as he was.  He couldn't have done anything even if he wanted to!  Somehow though, Theo knew that even if he could talk, Bertha wouldn't have listened to him anyway.  It didn't matter to her.  Bertha was one of those people who blamed everyone around her for her woes, even if they were completely her own fault.  It didn't even register with her that the group was already planning to kick her out for her extreme behavior and the incident with Theo was the absolute last straw.  No, as far as Bertha was concerned, she was the victim.  Being kicked out of the only group that even tried to understand her twisted desires was all Theo's fault.  Looking around to see if anyone was paying them attention, she started carrying him out like she was carrying a large stuffed toy.  Most of the crowd at the convention assumed that's exactly what he was and paid them no attention.  The whole time she was carrying him out, she kept up a foul list of how she would repay him for her perceived wrongs.
 
  "I've got a nice little hidden dungeon where no one will ever find you, little pony.  We'll film little videos for the rest of the ABDL group so they'll all know why it's not a good idea to make me angry.  Oh, some cute little thing in a diaper and pigtails would show up, a newcomer to the group and say 'Oh, I have this twisted little fantasy' and they'd all fall all over themselves making it happen, but when I mentioned my fantasies, everyone just looked at me like I was weird.  They'd come up with excuses.  'I don't think that's safe, Bertha.'  'You could do permanent harm doing that, Bertha.'  'The human body wasn't meant to do that, Bertha'.  How would they know?  They wouldn't even try!"  Bertha fumed, but Theo realized how extreme Bertha's fantasies must be if everyone at the party, people who were used to entertaining even the most outlandish fetish, all found hers unsafe to attempt.  Bertha interrupted Theo's musing.

  "I'm going to introduce you to my dildo collection.  You'd like that wouldn't you, you little tease.  I'll bounce you up and down on top of them so much you'll feel like you're auditioning for the Cirque du Soleil.  And I'm going to make sure they get larger and larger until it's big enough I can slip my fist in there."  Her laugh was bitterly malicious as Theo's eyes opened wide.  "Oh, you like that?" she said, deliberately misinterpreting Theo's reaction.  "I really like it too... I'm going turn you into my hand puppet.  I'm going to rig you up so you'll flail around on my fist in front of the camera.  We'll make an act out of it, 'Bertha and her dummy'.  It's a good thing you like wearing diapers because you'll be wearing them for the rest of your life when I'm done!", she said, laughing her depraved little laugh.  Theo could see her eyes nearly glaze over as she descended into her sadistic imagination, visualizing her threats as reality.  Theo could not believe this was happening to him!  First the reporter and now this?  How many insane people were there walking around, anyway?!  And why were they all drawn to him?  He rolled his eyes at the thought.  Bertha interpreted that as Theo's disbelief in what she was saying and she was quick to anger.
 
  "You don't believe I can do it, boy?  I'm going to string you up like a marionette.  We'll shave your head and glue on a wig!  It'll be something ridiculous that looks absolutely humiliating.  We'll put permanent clown makeup on your face... I know where I can borrow a tattoo rig from.  You'll dangle there, and then, in front of the camera, I'll come up behind you and you'll beg for it.  You'll say 'Please mistress Bertha' and I'll jam my fist so far up you...  And the only thing you'll be able to do is writhe around and squeal like a pig."  The thought really seemed to excite Bertha.  "High pitched little piggy squeals.... We'll make sure of that.  They'll stay high pitched forever because...", with this her voice got very still and like iron.  "I'm going to castrate you, little piggy."  Theo's eyes opened in shock, to Bertha's delight.  She laughed.  "It's perfect.  Two little testicles.  I'll send one to your aunty as thanks for her being such a bitch, telling me I'm sick and twisted when she's the one that likes to run around in a diaper.  And I'll send the other one to that dominatrix as thanks for kicking me out of her little group.  I know she likes you.  I saw how she couldn't take her eyes off you, so it'll remind her that other people get to have toys too."

Theo squirmed and twisted all to no avail.  This woman was absolutely insane!  They were starting to head to the exit.  She just had to go down a length of hall and she'd be at a stairwell that would exit the convention center.  She'd exit into the underground parking area underneath.  Just a few more steps and Theo would be completely at her mercy forever!  By now, Theo had realized that the bondage games that his aunt and Eden played might seem extreme, but they were safe and sane.  Even though they'd teased and tormented him, he was never in danger.  Even Jack's idea of bondage games, as twisted and crazy as they came across, were about Jack trying to satisfy a fetish rather than deliberately cause harm.  But Bertha... Bertha was nothing more than a twisted sadist.  She didn't want to play games with Theo, she wanted to hurt him very badly.  If Bertha took him out of the convention, his life would be changed forever.  Theo fought and squirmed even though he knew it was hopeless because how could he not?  He also tried to stare at passerbys to get them to pay attention.  Nothing worked.  Everyone was distracted by all the sights and sounds of the event.  They went out through the convention area without a challenge.  It was over.  And Theo realized Bertha was now in complete control of his future.  His chance for rescue had passed.

The reality of it hit Theo.  He began to realize... He deserved this.  For all his life, he'd been a bully.  He'd done absolutely terrible things to people.  But he'd been so oblivious.  He'd been as oblivious as Bertha.  Oh sure, his aunt had tried to show him.  Eden had as well, and although she did an even better job, it still hadn't been enough to break his self-righteous shell.  Until that small girl, the one dressed as a mini-Pony Master had truly made him understand what it was to be on the other side.  And Theo realized he'd been the same as Bertha to so many people in his life.  So maybe... Maybe it was his fate to be Bertha's victim, for him to be punished for all the things he'd done to others.

  As they approached the stairway that led down to the underground parking, Theo's eyes were downcast in that revelation.  And that's why he happened to be looking directly into the eyes of a very young girl dressed in the cutest little Pony Master outfit.  Both their eyes widened in recognition simultaneously...