Diaper green from anons

 

 

 

 

"Awww look!"

"My little Anon is so cute. Look at how he waddles in his 'little' diaper."

"Do you need a change, darling?"

 

"Is that...?"

"Are you getting off on this you little pervert?!"

"I bathe you, I feed you, I clothe you, and you show me this filth?!"

"Over the chair. NOW."

"The longer you make me wait, the worse it's going to be, young man."

"Let's see how fun you find this, you dirty little boy."

 

"Oh, you think this amusing, hm?"

"Mhmm..."

"Oh, I'm sure you will, once I'm done with you."

"Ah! Another word and it'll be a switch not a brush."

"And don't even think about letting it touch the ground, either!"

"Okay?"

"That is NOT how you respond to me!"

"You will say 'Yes, ma'am' or 'Yes, Mama'. Am I understood?"

"Good. Now, are we ready to get started?"

"Good"

 

"Break my sewing machine right before a big order, you spill tea on my carpet, you break my tea cup, and then you come parading around to show me your shame!"

"Get up."

"Ah ah ah. No rubbing."

"Now Anon, I certainly hope that you've learned something from all this."

"And I hope you understand tha-"

"Anon..?"

"Hands at your sides."

"NOW."

"My room. Now."

"It stays on your knees. Not above, not below. MARCH!"

 

 

"Oh, sorry. Ah, you could just lay down on my lap, if you'd like."

"No more, spankings."

"Promise."

"I'm sorry about all this, Anon. I've had a really rough few days, but that's no excuse of taking it out on you."

"Shh shh shh. It's alright, dear. I know you didn't mean to. You probably don't even know why it happened, do you?"

"No, darling. You're not bad. You just got a bit excited, that's all?

"Mhmm"

"Hehehe, I could show you~"

 

"Shhh. I know, darling. Do you think you could sit down a moment so I can get a good look at you?"

"Ohoho, look at you! You're hardly a little boy down here, hm?"

"Poor thing, you look so hard it probably hurts!"

"Would you like me to kiss it better, my sweet little boy?"

"Don't worry, dear. I won't stop till your aaaaaall better~"

"Don't push it, Anon."

 

"Ah ah ah~ Not yeat, darling."

"Now Anon, I thought I told you to keep this off the ground."

"Well alright. No sense punishing you over it, I suppose."

"I'll just have to make you love it too much to ever want it off..."

 

"Oh, my. Anon really likes his buzzy daipy, doesn't he?"

"Please what, my darling little angel?

"Ooooh, it's too much? Why didn't you just say so?"

"No?"

"So hard to please."

"Oh, sweetie! Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I over did it. Why don't you just lie there and rest a bit, while I run downstairs and get started washing your clothes."

"Oh, I think I know what you want, now!"

 

"Don't worry, Anon. Mama's gonna make it all better."

"I suppose you really do need a change now, don't you?"

"Unless, of course..."

"You LIKE your slimey buzzy daipy~"

 

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Anon

 

 

A thunderous sound rings through the orchard of apple trees as an orange pony smacks her hind hooves against one, sending the apples in it tumbling down into the baskets below.

“Whooy, today sure is a lotta work.” Applejack says aloud to no one in particular, wiping the sweat from her brow. A quick look around would tell anyone that it really had been a long day’s work as many of the baskets underneath the trees were filled to the brim with apples. With a slow trot, Applejack begins to make her way back home. It’s a little bit slower today than a normal day though, and she just smiles to herself because she knows exactly why. Unlike most other days, today was a special day. She trots her way past the house and out towards the barn, looking around making sure no one is watching her. Once she’s satisfied no one has seen her, she slips into the front door of the barn and makes her way back to one of the hay piles.

“Hmmm, I know I put it in here somewhere.” She says as she struggles to find something in the hay pile with her right fore-hoof. After a minute or two of searching, her face lights up and she pulls out something no one would have ever guessed, a diaper. She let out a small, giddy laugh as she started to unfold the diaper. The look of it was a little more girly than she would have wanted it to be, but considering what she was doing, she couldn’t be too picky about it.

 

“Oh darn it.” she said as she realized what happened and moved into a sort of squat, making it a little easier to start the process. Almost instantly she felt a rush of liquid leave her and start to soak into the soft padding waiting bellow. She let out a soft groan as the relief washed over her in waves, the liquids she had drunk earlier that morning and in the afternoon leaving her at a fast pace. After around a minute, she could feel the stream beginning to trickle to a slow stop. She reached one of her forehooves behind her and pushed on the now tinted yellow diaper, letting out another involuntary moan as the warm, pee soaked padding pressed up against her. She felt another pain in her stomach as she could feel something moving within her bowels.

 

“I guess that’ll have’t wait until later.” She said aloud to herself once again. She took her squatting stance again and gave a little grunt, trying to get things to start moving. Unfortunately, it really didn’t get anything moving, so she bore down again, pushing a little harder. All she was rewarded with was a small little toot.

 

“Not a moment too soon.” She exclaimed as her face scrunched up slightly from the pain in her gut. You see, she had been holding herself back for a few days now, making sure to store up enough to really have fun. It had been a long and hard few days, but this is what made it all worth it to her. Setting her plot into the diaper and pulling her tail through the small hole in back, she taped it around herself. Moaning slightly as she moves around in the diaper, she can’t help but feel really good. The warm feeling of the diaper hugging around her waist, the soft cushiony feeling of it, just everything about it made her feel so good. She stood up and made a little walk around in the diaper, hearing it crinkle as her hind legs moved. She even tried to put a little more swagger into her walk to make the crinkle louder and the feeling of the diaper pushed up against her even more prevalent. Another pain shot up from her gut and she involuntarily released a little urine.

 

“Oh darn it.” she said as she realized what happened and moved into a sort of squat, making it a little easier to start the process. Almost instantly she felt a rush of liquid leave her and start to soak into the soft padding waiting bellow. She let out a soft groan as the relief washed over her in waves, the liquids she had drunk earlier that morning and in the afternoon leaving her at a fast pace. After around a minute, she could feel the stream beginning to trickle to a slow stop. She reached one of her forehooves behind her and pushed on the now tinted yellow diaper, letting out another involuntary moan as the warm, pee soaked padding pressed up against her. She felt another pain in her stomach as she could feel something moving within her bowels.

 

“I guess that’ll have’t wait until later.” She said aloud to herself once again. She took her squatting stance again and gave a little grunt, trying to get things to start moving. Unfortunately, it really didn’t get anything moving, so she bore down again, pushing a little harder. All she was rewarded with was a small little toot.

 

“Horse apples…” she said in reply to not being able to relieve herself. She realized what she had just said and given the context she had said it in, she just burst out in laughter, a small fart leaking out every couple of breathes. As she begun to calm down, she could feel her anus start to open, getting ready for what was to come. She bore down one more time and gave a mighty push. This time around, her efforts were not in vein as she could feel the first of many horse apples begin to slide through. She continued to push as the first one took its slow time coming out. After around a minute of pushing out this beast, she could feel it drop into the diaper and give a bit of a sag to it, the weight being a bit too much. She started to push again, this time her job was little easier. She felt the next one come out with little effort in comparison to the first as a stench began to grow in the bar. Pushing, she felt it hit a wall, presumably the first horse apple, and start to mush around finding any room it could. She continued to empty herself, the contents of her bowels pushing and searching for room in the back of the pack diaper as each new poo came out. After 5 or 6 semi-sold horse apples, she panted, regaining her breath. The work was over and now the fun could begin. At this point, the whole barn reeked of the stink that was being held against her hind-quarters.

 

“Whewie, I sure did a number this time” she says, waving a hoof in front of her snout. She carefully lowered herself down, the now brown colored diaper touching the ground and its contents smooshing up against her. She was careful to make sure when she sat down that none of the horse apples made their way up to the front the diaper. The warm feeling of the poop against her made it almost feel like she was sitting on a warm seat cushion. She brought one of her forehooves to the front of the diaper right where her slit was. Putting a light pressure on it and rubbing slightly, she couldn’t help but squirm over the feeling of pleasure it brought to her. Slowly, she continued to rub the outside of the diaper, slowly applying more pressure each pass over herself. Letting out a few moans and ahhs, she continued to rub harder and harder, pushing more against her clitoris, the warm, pee-soaked padding pushing against it as well. It didn’t take long until she began to orgasm, the feeling of the warmth under her and against her just pushing her fast over the edge. After riding out the waves, she just sat there for a second thinking about the situation.

 

“I wonder what the others would say if they found me like this?” she thinks to herself. “Nothin’ left to do but the cleanup.” She says as she fishes in the hay bale again for the rest of her supplies.

 

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Anon

 

 

 

everyone knows now but no one will say anything

 

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Anon

 

 

Spitfire peeked her head into Soarin's office. There was a note left on his desk, which she picked up and read. "Out for lunch." She thought, "Perfect."

From under her wing she took out a small vial, filled with a clear fluid. Earlier in the week, she spent a few days reading up on potions and collecting ingredients. The one she had with her now, which was being poured into Soarin's cup of water, was supposed to make him a bit weaker, just enough so that his wings wouldn't work for a few hours. She thought this to be the perfect revenge after Soarin' "accidentally" shaved half her mane off. After stirring the potion into the glass a little, she walked out with a grin on her face and headed back to her office.

After Soarin' returned Spitfire waited as long as she could, a few minutes, before peeking into his office again. The glass was empty, and so she walked in. "There's an odd sound coming from the roof. Could you go check it out? I'm kinda busy."

Soarin' twitched his ears, "I don't hear anything, i-"

"It'll only take a sec, c'mon!" Spitfire said, interrupting

Rolling his eyes, he got up to go check it out. Spitfire stayed inside and watched him from the window. His wings extended and promptly drooped down, shaking weakly as Soarin' jerked his chest forward, causing him to lose balance. He got up, shaking his head and tried to take off again, his wings yet again went limp.

Spitfire fell over with laughter, slamming her hoof against the floor. Wiping the tears from her eyes she got up to look out the window again, only catching a bit of Soarin's tail as he hurried into the building.

 

and then when he comes back inside it starts habbeding

 

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Anon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

"Hey, Sweetie Belle..."

"What are you wearing?"

"Why are you wearing a diaper, Sweetie Belle?"

 

 

"Oh! Sorry, Sweets, I zoned out for a bit. What were you saying?"

 

"Let's go out to eat."

 

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Anon

 

 

 

The feels

 

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Anon

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

"Come here babies, time for diaper check..."

"Now now, don't fight with me..."

"Oh so fluffy and squishy, such a cute diaper"

"Mmm your clean, such a fluffy soft little pony"

"Bad pony, you no fight...Ooh, is that something smelly?"

"Uh oh, little stinky pony did poopies. I will have to take care of you later"

"Sorry little baby pony, but the diaper inspection cannot wait"

"Naughty pony cannot get away from Anon. You are all MY little ponies now, and is snuggle time..."

 

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Anon

 

 

"Why hello there, little baby"

"What are you doing, little pony?"

*Go...go way... weav me awone...*

"Well sorry, but I saw you eating yummy baby food earlier, does little baby need to poop soon? Anon loves to watch little babies poop"

*No...no Awon watch... me aways poop awone...*

"Little baby will go poop, whether baby likes it or not"

*No...no.... wemme go....no wook at me wen me poopies...*

"Do it, baby, go poopies for me!"

"Mmmm pony do good poo poo" I teasingly said to her

 

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Anon

 

 

"How are you, stupid little Derpy?"

"Little baby want snacky-snack?"

"Good pony! Wanna play now?"

"Baby like going bouncy-bounce?"

*Uh-ooohh...*

"What is wrong little Derpy?"

"Go ahead, baby, go poo poo if you want"

"Mmm, good little Derpy, you do your nasty poopies for Anon"

"Can I take off your diaper and see how much poopies you did?"

"Well tough shit, because I'm gonna look"

"Good girl! You do good poopies!"

"Go ahead, Derpy, poop again"

 

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Anon

 

 

*Me... me need gwo pee-pee*

*Bu... bu mama need chainge daipa*

*No... bad man no touchy me... onwy mama and dada chainge daipa*

"Sweetie Belle, I'M your "dada" now, and I will change you later when we get back home"

*No! No touchy Sweetie Bwell!*

*NO! NO TOUCHY DAIPA! STWANGA NO TOUCHY SWEETIE BELLE!*

"I can't wait to change your diaper, Sweetie..."

*No! Stwanga no touchee me!*

*Wha dis? Wha dis fow?!*

"You will find out when we go home..."

 

"Over there is your playpen. But when you are not in there you will either be chained up here or be leashed by me. I can't have you running off, now can I?"

*Wemme go! Whe is mama?*

"Mommy let me have you. Mommy and daddy don't want you anymore so they let me have you"

*You wie! Whe dada?! You bad stwanga!*

"I'm your daddy now. And yes I am bad, and I'm gonna do bad things to baby Sweetie Belle. Now let's take off that wet squishy diaper!"

"Sweetie, move your tail"

*No! mama an dada say no stwanga towch or wook at Sweetie's pwivate awea!*

"I won't ask again..."

"Sweetie you sure are nervous, do you have to go poop?"

*No wook at Sweetie pwivates! No wook at Sweetie poop!*

"Do it, Sweetie, daddy Anon wants to see you poop!"

*No! No towch pwivates! No wook at me!*

 

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Anon

 

 

"I thought I heard something. Good morning, sweepyhead!"

Well, you're awake, so I'd better check.

 

"Oopsie! Looks like baby made wetsie!"

"You're not too wet, though. You can go without a change for a bit"

"Well, let's get you some breakfast, sweetie."

"Whoops! Be patient sweetie, mommy will get you some breakfast soon, but first we need to get you to the kitchen!"

"Come on, let's go get you some yum-yums!"

 

"Mommy will be right back, okay?"

"Aw, is baby still sleepy?"

"Well, maybe this will perk you up!"

"Mommy's gonna go change in the other room real quick, okay? I'll check on you then, sweetie."

 

"Aww, does sweetie's pee-pee tingle?"

"Well, don't worry honey. Mommy will make it better."

 

"Remember, honey, you're not allowed to use your hands."

"Last as long as you can, honey!"

"Are you ready?"

"Almost ready?"

"You did great, honey! Mommy will be back with a change for you."

 

First wet dream in a while.

 

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Anon

 

 

 

”Finally, a little me time.” You sigh through your pacifier, relieved to have an oppurunity to unwind a bit before your roommate got home.

“Ha, I knew it~!”

 

“Pinkie look…” You start calmly, taking a deep breath as your diaper crinkles beneath you. “Now, this isn’t what it looks like…”

“W-well, that’s because…because….”

 

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Anon

 

 

 

Oh god, now I'm sad.

 

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Anon

 

 

"Alright, Scoots. Are you ready?"

"I'm ready!"

“Uuugghhhh! Come on, Rainbow Dash! I thought you were going to teach me to fly!”

“You already know how to fly, squirt. Step 1, flap wings. Step 2, see step 1. There. Lesson over.”

Scootaloo puffed her checks out at the smartass response.

“You don’t need to be learning, you need to be training. And this is the best way to train your little-itty-bitty-filly wings into shape.”

“Yeah? Well… maybe your just bad at teaching, is all.”

 

“Oh yeah, squirt?”

“You know what? I’ve got just the thing to get you airborne.”

“Get on the bed and cover your eyes until I’m done.”

“That’s a good filly.”

“Open up, ya big baby.”

“I think what you lack is motivation, if you can FLY to the bathroom in my house before you have an accident, I’ll let you out of that diaper.”

 

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Anon

 

 

“No, I’m sure I don’t need to,” Sweetie Belle said with an excited grin. The pang of guilt from lying to you was quickly drowned out by the prickling satisfaction of being naughty and getting away with it that filled the back of her head. The soft confines of the car seat held her in its comfortable embrace as she wiggled against the restraints, the excitement flaring up in her as she realized she didn’t even need to bother holding herself upright. She was strapped in tight and snugly, just like a real foal.

And just like a real foal, it was alright for her to not tell when she had an achingly full bladder. Sweetie Belle pushed her hips forward, just to feel the tingling sensation in her filly parts again as the crotch strap insistently made her aware of the thick diaper resting between her hind legs, the infantile crinkle underlining her every movement. She had never felt like this before, but the way her heart raced as the diaper practically begged her to soil herself like a foal made her feel like it was alright. Her hips instinctively worked to grind her against the seat again, and it felt so good, there was no way she could have done anything against it.

“Alright then,” you comment absentmindedly, trying to get the damn mirror lined up. “Well, we’re gonna stop somewhere in a few hours, so if anything comes up in between … well, you know, like whatever …” It’s not like you hadn’t seen to protection for your seats anyway.

The engine sprang to life as you turned the key.

 

“Sweetie Belle, are you alright?” you interrupted your story with a glance in the rear view mirror. You didn’t have a problem with letting her have some of her weird little fun at pretending to be a foal, that she had so spectacularly failed to disguise as embarrassment, but the way she looked and intensity she squirmed around with was starting to worry you.

“Uh huh…” came the reply from Sweetie Belle. She had barely said anything else in response to your constant babbling, except maybe for the occasional negative “nuh uh…”.

She was panting heavily. Tiny droplets of sweat stood on her otherwise pristine white coat. Her face was burning, not only because she was hot, but also because her skin was prickling all over from the excess of pleasure that her young body wasn’t capable of handling. The electrifying jolt of lust had first exploded from under her belly the moment the car engine had first roared to life half an hour ago, imposing its visceral vibrations upon her without her having a say about it. It was evident that she didn’t even care though, seeing how she had squirmed in her seat, closed and spread her hind legs, arched her back and stretched her tummy out, moved her hips back and forth, relaxed into and pushed against her restraints, all of that with barely any control over her body as her instincts worked hard to be able to intensify the vigorous massage given to her by the car seat and the diaper.

“Uh, if you say so,” your words snapped her out of her funk.

“No, really I’m fine,” Sweetie Belle said breathlessly. She desperately wanted to go back to doing what she was doing, but she hated the thought of you worrying about her. “it’s just a little … um,” she said before a brilliant idea of how to placate you came to her, “I think I need to pee.”

She knew damn well how far the next stop still was. It was all she had been thinking about when she had held herself back, saving up for the ride. She just needed something to fire her up again.

“Uh, I guess,” you said, “you should just, you know … just go.”

That did the trick.

 

Her little heart beat faster in Sweetie Belle’s chest as she observed how all of your attention went back to the (straight, empty) road. Snapped back to reality, she was now attentive enough to feel the urge of her bloated bladder beseeching her for attention. One of her fore hooves gently caressed her soft tummy, her fluffy coat tickling her as she explored below her belly button, the stinging internal tension intensifying as she only slightly pushed down on all the pee pee inside her.

It was easy for Sweetie Belle to relax her muscles with the padded restraints enveloping her, keeping her in a comfortable sitting position even as she let herself sag, resting her head back into her bouncy, pink and purple mane. She tried her best to savour the feeling of her inner muscles giving in to the pressure as the familiar prelude to relieving herself elicited screaming bouts of what she didn’t know were desire and lust exploding forward from her fillyhood. Recollections of her pitiful past attempts to fulfill her secret wishes shot through her head. The little droplets that she had been able to release into the towels and pieces of cloth had been teasing her as she had rubbed them against herself before having to painfully hold herself back lest anypony should notice. None of that would happen now that she had the encouragement of her diaper. She was way past the point of even caring.

The first drop of pee tickled sensuously as it rolled down Sweetie Belle’s little slit. The hot liquid soaked into her crotch fur as she let it dribble into her diaper, staining both the soft cloudy fluff and her creamy white filly parts with blotches of yellow. Somewhere inside her, a desperate voice insisting that what she was doing was wrong was drowned out in the intense thrill of getting away with it, as she let her flow become a full-blown stream of pee. Her little body worked to empty itself without any hindrance on Sweetie Belle’s part as her diaper began doing its job of distributing her urine across its resources.

Sweetie Belle lost herself in pure bliss as she hung in her car seat relieving herself, splashes of hot liquid drenching her crotch with her pee moistening her hindquarters as her diaper took care of her needs the best it could. With a detached fascination she assessed that she would fill her diaper to its limits with how much she was imposing upon it. There was no shame or worry, only the prickling sense of primal relief filling the back of her head.

Her lips were glistening in spittle as they permitted a small moan of pleasure. Sweetie Belle was basking in the sensation of urinating on herself in an infantile way, her diaper soaking it all up and reassuring her that it was okay for her to not go to the bathroom like a foal. Even after the last drops had made it out of her empty bladder, she still relished the feeling of her lower body resting in her diaper thoroughly soaked from front to back.

She would have felt satisfied relief, had not the good feeling she enjoyed so much returned, coursing through her body with a ferocity she had never felt before. She tried to lift her forehooves off her belly, the bloated, sagging image of her diaper drawing her attention against her will, but a jolt of prickling pleasure shooting through her had her paralyzed before long. Even her tiniest movements had the primal lust flare up inside her as she tried to work her hooves towards her hot diaper.

There was no holding back when they finally arrived. Sweetie Belle had just wanted to touch her diaper from the outside, but when the pressure of her hooves made itself apparent against her sensitive parts, her thighs had instinctively pressed together.

With eyes shut tightly and her face contorted in climax, she inhaled sharply as she was pushed over the edge, a powerful orgasm shaking her little filly body to the core. Her nether lips convulsed in their hot and wet confines, clenching together around protrusions of the soiled diaper that were pushed between them, as if they were trying to press it against her feel-good spot any harder than her hooves already were. She issued forth soft “Nnnnnnnh…”s and “Aaahhhh…”s as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, fulfilling a primordial desire deep in her soul she hadn’t known existed.

You worriedly glanced into the mirror at the commotion behind you to find Sweetie Belle tensed up, her forehooves pressed tightly between her closed hind legs, panting and sweating heavily. “Sweetie Belle,” you started saying with panic building up in your voice, “if you’re really feeling that bad then --”

Your eyes shot wide open as realization hit you like a hammer to the face, the car swerving on the other lane before getting back on track. The way she just hung there, her face glistening in sweat, contorted in that particular way. Your panic transformed into a different kind of creeping fear. You knew what that expression indicated. You had seen it often enough on Rarity.

 

Oh shit! Rarity!

 

How could you ever explain this to her? That mare had always had a deep connection to tidiness and cleanliness. What would she say if she knew that her own little sister had had what was possibly her first orgasm right there in your car seat while wearing a used diaper? And that it was YOUR fault for putting her it on her? You were fucked, that’s what.

 

You considered your options.

 

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Anon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Anon

 

 

"Ready?"

"i will take it as yes."

 

"Oh no. NOt now."

 

"Jeanne D' Oc is... gah! Stupid bladder!"

"Sweetie Belle, whee..."

"Sweetie Belle, this will be notified when your score will be calculated."

 

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Anon

 

 

“Diaper me up, or there will be hell to pay!” she shouts before laying down.

 

 

“What did you just say to me, you purple BITCH?

“NOPONY gets to insult new Fluttershy like that! NOPONY!

“You want to know why I'm wearing a diaper, Twilight? I'll show you!

 

 

“I guess I'm not the one who needs a diaper, you big baby.”

 

 

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Anon

 

 

"Loud and clear, command."

"Will do, command."

 

"Yeah, and you are...?"

 

"And why's that?"

"I see."

 

"Uncontrollable fuel pressure spikes."

"I'd rather not talk about it."

 

 

 

"Roger command."

 

"Yeah, thought I felt a bit of turbulence."

 

"Y-Yeah, I can make it. I can hold it, really ."

 

 

"Thanks ACE..."

"I... I'd like that."

 

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Anon

 

 

 

“Rainbow Dash!” you say in a sing-songy voice

 

 

 

“Are you ready, Dash?” you ask in your best Fluttershy voice

 

“This was very lovely Dash, but I need to get going”

 

“So, what? Now that you're bored with me, you're going to use the elements to finish me off?!”

“I had no idea.”

“I'm... I'm not sure that's going to work”

“I... ok. Fine. But I can't go into town. Can you have them meet me here?”

 

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Anon

 

 

"Who are you?"

"Agh, the light, the light! How long was I out?"

 

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Anon

 

 

"oh shut the fuck up!"

"Oh! how rude of me! I'm Anon, and I'm a Human!"

 

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Anon

 

 

"Sure Fluttershy, meet me at the front gate after school"

"oh hell no!"

"Hey, leave her alone"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"outta my way!"

 

"I'm helping her study"

"She's real nice too"

"what!?"

"Hey, where did you grow up?"

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"What time do you need to be home?"

"So 8 will be good?"

"thank you"

"so what did you want to start on first?"

 

 

 

 

"Fluttershy is everything ok?"

"Are you at home?"

"I'm coming over"

"Fluttershy!"

 

"Fuck, you."

 

"Huh?"

"Oh, hello Fluttershy, feeling better?"

"Fluttershy, what do you want to do next?"

"I mean, what is your next move. Do you have any other family?"

"Your Aunt is the only family you have?"

"You can stay here as long as you like Fluttershy"

"Fluttershy?"

"I love you too"

 

"Good morning Fluttershy"

"Fluttershy, you live here now so make yourself at home"

"Hey Fluttershy, you dropped your panties out here"

"here"

It's ok,

"they smelled good."

"I asked if you needed any help"

"ok, I'll leave it by the door"

 

?You feel a drip of water on the back of your neck

"Oh Fluttershy.."

"Fluttershy, I don't want you to do something you don't want to do."

 

 

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Anon

 

 

”I thought you would have learned by now,” Luna said with a sigh.

“Have you been using the toilet or are you lying?” Luna asked him.

“Just…try to use the toilet today, okay sweetie?” Luna said with a smile.

 

“Occupied!”

 

“Do you need a change dear?”

“What wrong, Sombra?” she asked.

“I’m sorry I tried to change you,” Luna explained as she walked to the bed.

“I know you have been trying and if you can’t stop wearing diapers…then I’ll join you!” she said with confidence.

 

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Anon

 

 

“You do what for ‘stress relief?’”

“It really does work,” he assured.

“You… wear diapers?” Spitfire asked with emphasis on the final word.

“Look, I know it sounds…weird. But just give it a try. You might be surprised,” he said.

“Fine. I’m willing to try anything,” Spitfire broke down. “But I wouldn’t even know how to get ahold of those…things.”

“I’ll let you have one of mine tomorrow,” Soarin’ replied.

“Okay, But if this doesn’t work for me I am never taking advice from you again,” Spitfire threatened.

 

“We have a few things to go over today Ms. Spitfire,” the assistant said in her monotone voice.

“Uhhhh, how long will this take?” Spitfire asked.

“Not too long I assure you,” the assistant replied as she took a seat on the other side of the desk and opened the stuffed folder.

“First item of business…”

“Item number 87, shower misuse by Wonderbolts after practice…”

 

“Oh! Can you send in Soarin’ as soon as possible?” Spitfire asked and the assistant nodded, thankfully shutting the door behind her.

“Oh. Didn’t think you would use it here,” Soarin’ said upon seeing Spitfire standing in the middle of her office wearing a full diaper.

“Look,” she groaned. “Is it normal to not be able to…stop ‘going’ in these?” she asked with embarrassment mixed with anger for trusting him.

“Y-Yeah,” Soarin’ replied. “Why?”

“Because I can’t!” Spitfire shouted with rage.

“What? Does you take this long on the toilet?” Soarin’ said in bewilderment.

“No you idiot!”

“I’ll, umm, gimme a second,” Soarin’ stammered.

“Stopped yet?” Soarin’ asked.

“Okay, we need to get you out of here. I’ll tell every pony you weren’t feeling well. Try to sneak out while you can.”

 

“Just, wear these for as long as it takes,” he explained.

 

“Glad you’re okay,” he said upon entering her office. “I can’t believe that happened to you!”

“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves here. There is still the matter of your punishment,” Spitfire replied.

“W-What? Punishment? Why?” Soarin’ said sadly.

“This never would have happened if I hadn’t listened to you, so…”

“You wear that all day. You must use it at least once. If any pony asks you are being punished,” she said with a smirk.

THE END

 

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Anon

 

 

heh.....*cackles* HEH! *my muscles begin to rip through my tiny little white tee shirt. Each one rippling, like gallons of sloppy horse meat stacked under the skins of molested peaches. My mustache slurps inward, the estrogen begins to flow through each one of my pendulous testicles as my face takes a youthful tone.*

HEH!!!!! YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, DO YOU ANON?

*I shit my pants directly off my body, revealing my abnormal cock.*

YOU TALK

*I grab you by the shoulders, my soft little hands digging into the pussies of your collar bones*

AND TALK

*my erection begins to leak fluid, seemingly seminal*

DO YOU KNOW WHY I BROUGHT YOU HERE?!?!?

*you say, sounding like my drippy little hole*

FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC, PUSSY COCK. FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC, BUT YOU'VE INSULTED MY SULTAN AND NOW YOUR LIFE WILL TRAGIC.

*you comment on my tenuous grasp of the english language, but your eyes are drawn towards my strange cock. You begin to notice I'm not leaking seminal fluid out of the tip of my purple infuriated head, but something akin to spider webbing. For brief seconds the image of spiderman crosses your mind and you feel a brief respite of comfort.*

*I do not answer and instead let out a few gaseous bbbrraaaps. The air begins to stink, filled with hentai gas. Your lungs rise and fall, eyes watering. You cough, looking up at me.*

*You feel like a peasant infront of the great rasputin, and as you see my form enshrouded by my ass clouds, the horror dawns on your mind.*

*You scream, but your body already feels so heavy..so tired...*

*But your screams, they come more like small desperate whimpers, your eyes so heavy, you look upon my glorious muscular form, like a young arnold shwarzanegger with a princess plug in his ass. The moment between you finally slipping into horrific sleep is long, but it happens against your will. My toot has gassed your cunt.*

Mmm...yes...KEK....kek my dear...kek....haha..

*I hold you closer, the material coming from my engorged foreskin has gotten more viscuous. Sweat drips down my temples, I hold your little form in my arms like a spider and begin the dark work.*

*I purse my lips tightly like an instagram model*

*What comes from my penis, is diapers. I wrap your entire form in my diaper webbing. Completely engorging itself on your puny meat body.*

*My work soon is finished, I look down at you, my cock goes slack, I pray to reddit and celestia my queen. I have defeated my hater for the last time, leaving to the west satisfied*

*You die of suffocation instantly*

 

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Anon

 

(old Babypoofed intro)

 

 

Here's what I've worked up as an introduction to the premise I mentioned earlier >>19834449 . Please tell me what you think, I'd like to improve my writing in the places where it needs it.

 

**The following is an alternate sequence of events different than those that happened in MLP:FiM, Season 4 Episode 17: Somepony to Watch Over Me. This story breaks away from the canon episode right in the scene where Applebloom confronts Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo about her sister's constant babying of her.**

 

 

"So you see Ah' jus can't stand my sister's constant babyin any longer! I gotta put a stop to this and show her how much of an adult I really am!" You plead to your friends, throwing her forehooves into the air and then back down. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were frowning, but that's because they understood your frustration.

 

Applebloom sighed, "And that's why I asked ya'll to come over quick."

 

 

** 1/? of the introduction **

 

(cont)

Just then, Applejack cracked open the door half way and said: "Hey, how's my baby sister and her friends doin'? Ya need anything? A snack? A hoof massage? A nap time story? How about a snack while I give you a hoof massage and read you a bedtime story?"

 

Sweetie Belle squeakily butted in, jumping in girlish delight: "That sounds delightful!"

 

Applebloom jumped out of the crib and quickly covered Sweetie's mouth with her right forehoof. She clenched her teeth together and interjected: "No, No thank you!" She could see that her sister looked rather shocked and a bit upset at Applebloom's sudden disapproval of the activities that were planned for her. She felt a lump in her throat and instinctively gulped.

 

Applejack's concern turned right back into a motherly and friendly smile, and she responded: "Well I'll be, somepony sounds a little cranky. Maybe we should jus' skip right to some nappy-nap time, huh sugarcube?"

 

"For the last time! Ah'm not a baby, and I definitely don't need to take no nap!" Applebloom yelled. The day's events and emotional stress had already taken a toll on her body and her patience.

 

"Well I disagree baby sis, and since I'm your older sister you're gonna be a good foal and take your nap." Applejack retorted.

 

Applebloom's face and composure were broken, now her sister had directly referred to her as a foal, and she was at a loss for words.

 

2/?

 

Applejack turned to her baby sister's friends. "Hows about you Sweetie Belle, and you too Scootaloo, you've been a bit quiet. Are you tired too?"

 

"C'mon Sweetie Belle, we gotta get outta here and tell someone that Applejack's got Applebloom over the barrel." Scootaloo carefully whispered.

 

Not quietly enough however, and Applejack's expression quickly turned into a stern one. "Whatta ya mean over the barrel Scootaloo? Do ya think that protectin' my kin, my defenseless and helpless little baby sister, Applebloom, is wrong? I think ya'll do seriously need some naps, and maybe some more things too."

 

"Actua—" Sweetie Belle started, only to her Applejack hush her. She stood back in fear, silently.

 

Applejack sighed, then directed her attention to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. "Don'tcha worry about your parents, I notified each of them when ya's got over here and they agreed that I could do anything necessary if you foals act up."

 

Sweetie Bell lifted her head up a bit towards Applejack and quietly said: "Um, Applejack? C-could I please be excused to leave? I wanna go home now."

 

3/4 of the introduction

 

lets get you foals ready for bed* - line 4

 

4/4 of the introduction

 

I don't expect this to be very great or very long, but this is what I have to offer, I'll work some more and post more of it later. I decided to make this a story where Applejack takes an even bigger step and brings Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo into her over-protective motherly scope of diapery doom. I'll put it all in a pastebin when this thread gets full and needs a change.

 

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Anon

 

 

Fluttershy awoke to the sounds of morning rain; a staccato of light taps coming from her windows and thunder rolling across the clouds above her home. she laid silently and listened as the thunder rattled the windows as subsequent flashes cut through the dim light that filled the room with a cold fluorescence.

 

She shivered just in time for her furnace to kick on and she watched as her curtains began to move gently as the warm air rose from the vent below and caused her window to fog up as the warmth touched the cooled glass.

 

"Some day for a storm, huh?" Fluttershy said aloud to no one in particular. "The Pegasus ponies sure have outdone themselves this morning."

 

Another thunderclap rattled the house, and immediately Fluttershy heard Rainbow Dash crying from the other room as if in call-and-response. Fluttershy let out an aggravated sigh. She hated it when Rainbow Dash cried; It was a bleating, pathetic, constant noise that made Fluttershy loathe her so intensely.

 

Fluttershy would lie awake listening to Rainbow Dash cry and pray for a snake to slide into her bed or hope for an illness that would finish her fast. Such wishing brought tears of shame to her eyes but inside she knew that Rainbow Dash was a curse upon her life. But Rainbow Dash was her concern.

 

When she was in town or visiting friends, Fluttershy would worry. She would rush home, hysterical with fear that one of her imagined tragedies had overtaken Rainbow Dash. She would patiently spoon Rainbow Dash her evening meal and she would scoff and gurgle.

 

Fluttershy would bathe her; soap her multi-colored mane and dry her with a towel. She would sometimes hide her face behind the towel and play peekaboo and Rainbow Dash would explode with laughter. It made Fluttershy feel terrible, seeing Rainbow Dash's enjoyment in that baby's game.

Fluttershy would tuck Rainbow Dash safely into her crib and trot away to worry. She'd greet the dawn worried and worry throughout the day. For two years she didn't know if it was possible to exist in any other state besides worry.

 

Rainbow Dash was cries now turned to howls and Fluttershy knotted in brittle frustration. She tossed her blankets aside and pulled herself out of bed, letting the blankets lay on her bed in a wrinkled heap as trotted into the other room.

 

"Mommy, You're here!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed as she reached for Fluttershy through the bars of her crib.

 

Fluttershy hated it when Rainbow Dash called her 'mommy' but she knew that she would never again be addressed by anything else since Rainbow's brain had devolved to the small damp caked it had been at birth.

 

"What's the matter?" Fluttershy asked as she lowered the bars of the crib. "Why are you crying?"

 

As if on cue, Fluttershy's nose was assaulted by a foul odor and she knew the answer to her question.

 

Rainbow Dash nodded.

 

Fluttershy Maneuvered Rainbow Dash's limbs until she was lying down with her hooves in the air. She swiftly undid the messy diaper, rolling it up and throwing it away.

 

She was used to dealing younger foals so the ability to change a diaper came naturally to her as a caretaker. But seeing Rainbow Dash on her back with her hooves in the air, only being able to be seen as nothing more than a mother, filled Fluttershy with the greatest mixture of shame and disgust.

 

Fluttershy used a moist wipe to remove the filth from Rainbow Dash and gave her a blast of powder before securing a fresh diaper on Rainbow Dash. Fluttershy watched as Rainbow Dash gently kicked her hooves and felt like she was looking down on her from an icy plateau.

 

 

"Thank you, mommy!" Rainbow Dash said as she curled around one of the stuffed animals inside her crib.

 

"You're welcome sweetie." Fluttershy breathed as she raised the bars of the crib. "Now be a good little girl for mommy and try and get some sleep..." The corners of Fluttershy's mouth twitched lightly as she spoke.

 

Fluttershy lost her shit. Finally snapping after all these years she brutally murdered her friends and Rainbow Dash. She fed the remains to Angel but she was soon caught by Celestia

THE END.

 

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Anon

 

 

Starting a short based on that Rainbow Dash carseat pic and that old Twilight diaper punishment short.

 

 

“Bros don't put other Bros through with what you did last night. And I think you won't be calling anyone lame anytime soon after we teach you some self control and humility.”

“I don't think it will be Dash,- now that you are clear on how you are going to be punished Luna and Celestia are going to want to hear from Twilight and Spike that we are ready to carry out your punishment”

“I also think we should throw in a little extra with that letter to demonstrate to them we are serious in carrying out the task.”

”See that big baby car seat-I mean Foal carriage seat over there Dash?”

“I want to give them a nice picture of you in it and I want you to look like a happy foal while doing it.”

“Yeah I like that idea Fluttershy, I say we let Pinkie do it like she does with the cake twins.”

 

“Oh and Dash if you don't play nice with us it will be more then just everypony in Ponyville that is aware of your punishment.”

“I will also let that Gilda friend of yours and the Wonderbolts in on how you were punishment so you can become a laughing stock to your heroes and within the Griffin Kingdom as well.”

“You're just making this harder on yourself. Besides we all know by now that you are really a big softie and its only a matter of time before you come crying for forgiveness.”

“Come on Rainbow Dash this will can be fun! It's diaper time!”

 

“Don't be a silly filly Rainbow Dash this will be over in a jiffy.”

“Why Rainbow dear you are almost as cute as Belle was a Filly”

“Not so fast Dash, we gotta secure you in and if you continue to insult anyone of us we might just have Big Mac give you a grand tour of Ponyville in that thing.”

“That's a good girl Dash, now I think we forgot to tell you that we aren't even punishing you here, me and Applejack still have to bring you to my place.”

 

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Anon

 

 

I owe this to someone and I figure this thread would give me the motivation to finish it.

 

Soaring and Spitfire fly down from the skies, landing next to the others of the team who are watching their performance.

"Man that was pretty good guys, but do you really think that'll be enough to wow the crowds tomorrow?" a concerned Fleetfoot asks.

Spitfire turns to her with a smirk. "Yah, it'll be no sweat! Come on Soarin, lets go grab something to eat." she says, nodding and trotting off towards the exit of the stadium.

"Yah, no sweat at all." Soarin adds with a hit of nervousness in his voice.

He trots of after Spitfire with a little quicker pace to catch up. He ends up reaching her at the main entrance of the building, slowing his pace to hers.

"How can you be so confident about tomorrow? There's no way we can top last months performance."

She turns to look at him while still moving forward. "Lets just say I have a little insurance this time around. Just follow me."

He trots slightly behind her as she leads him to and fro around Canterlot, finally into a somewhat darker alleyway.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Soarin asks.

"Please, when have I ever lead you wrong Soarin?"

He stays silent knowing that she really has been a dependable leader. Finally she stops in front of a door and knocks. After what seems like minutes, the door opens and a white pony in Chinese garb is on the other side.

"Ah, welcome Spitfire and Soarin."

"You have our stuff ready?" Spitfire asks.

"Oh yes, just follow me." the pony says as he turns and walks back inside.

He leads them around the shops front counter and into the back.

 

He grabs a small device off of one of the tables.

Turning to them, he says "This will be the answer to what you were looking for. It's an artifact that casts a spell on you to enhance your regular flying skills by ten-fold. Although they say there are a few side effects."

"Uh, Spitfire? Are you sure about this?" Soanin asks, a little concerned.

"Oh come on Soarin, don't be such a baby." she retorts.

"He did say there were some side effects."

"Well, what else are we going to do Soarin? We can't be worse then our last preformance can we? If we have to take a little risk to get there, does it really matter?"

He nods at her, "I guess there's a reason your the leader. I'll trust you."

"Are you both done arguing and ready?" the shopkeeper asks.

"Ready as we'll ever be." replies Spitfire.

He fiddles with the object and suddenly a ray comes out of it, encasing the two wonderbolts in a light. After a few seconds, the light fades.

"Did anything actually happen?" Spitfire says looking over both her and Soarin.

"Trust me Ms. Spitfire, it worked correctly" the shopkeeper says with a grin.

With that, Spitfire pays for the service and the two of them make their way out.

"So, I really hope that guy wasn't lying.Guess we'll find out tomorrow." Soarin shrugs.

"Well, where do you want to go eat tonight then?" Spitfire asks, stopping and turning to look at him.

"Eh, I'd rather go to the hotel and rest tonight. I don't really need any of the attention right now and would rather be rested for tomorrow." he replies.

"Yah, that's a good idea. I'll just have room service bring something up for us."

They make their way back to the hotel.

 

Once in the room after pushing past all the groupies at the front entrance of the hotel, Soarin flops himself on the couch and Spitfire goes to the phone to call for room service. He looks over at her and notices something a little odd about her costume. Looking closely at her flank he sees it getting wetter and wetter, a dark spot growing.

"Uh Spitfire?"

She finishes on the phone and turns to look at him.

"What?"

"D-did you just pee your suit?" he says pointing towards her flank.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything l..." she says as she reaches back, feeling the flank of her suit and her eyes going wide.

"Pfff, I knew you were childish, but not this much!" he say through the laughs.

"I-I didn't even know I was doing it. Oh my god!" she says, dashing off to the bathroom presumably to change.

There's a knock on the door. Soarin gets up to answer it and brings the food inside, setting it on the table for both of them to eat.

"You almost done in there?" he shouts towards the bathroom.

She flutters out with the suit off and being held by one of her hoofs.

"Well, can't say I've ever done that! Good thing they have a washer and dryer in this suite." she says while tossing it into the washer and making her way back to the table.

They both focus on eating, the room becoming silent except for the sounds of chomping. Once Spitfire finishes, she looks up at Soarin.

"So, do you just want to get a movie on the TV?"

Soarin finishes as well, "Yah, why not?"

They clean up the dishes and flutter over to the couch, Soarin grabbing the remote and turning it on.

 

"So, what do you want to watch?" he asks as he sinks down into the couch.

"Dunno, just pick something with some action that I can get into." she replies, doing the same.

About halfway through the movie, Spitfire turns to Soarin, he face donning a look of disgust.

"Dang Soarin, that smells so bad!"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Whatever, play dumb. You know exactly what I mean. It's been in the air for, like, the past 10 minutes!"

"I really don't know what you're talking about." he says with a look of concern.

"Whatever you say" she says, turning back and focusing on the movie, trying to block the stench out of her senses.

Once the movie is over, both to ponies move to get up and Soarin freezes halfway through the motion, his face getting very red. Seeing that Soarin hasn't gotten up yet, Spitfire turns around to see him sitting up slightly and his red face.

"What are you doing?"

"I think I just realize where the smell you were talking about was coming from" he whimpers out.

Thinking back to what happened before, it dawns on her what happened now.

"Oh my god! Really!?" she says.

He nods his head and flutters up into the air, the bottom on his uniform sagging slightly with a large stain on it. He flies faster than he ever thought her could to the bathroom.

Spitfire just stays there, thinking over why this would happen to the two of them, especially now of all times when it dawns on her. The shop keeper said there were some side effects to whatever the artifact did to them.

 

After what seems like hours of the shower running, Soarin comes out of the bathroom.

"I-I just don't know why or how it happened! I didn't even know it happened!" he says, looking at Spitfire.

"Well, I can take a good guess at what happened. It might be because of that artifact the pony at the shop used on us. It's the only thing I can think of at least."

"You mean it left us not able to control ourselves?" he asks.

"If I would have know that's what it did, I totally wouldn't have went through with this."

"Spitfire, how long did he say it would last?"

She looks at him, "About 2 days."

"But we have to fly tomorrow! What are we going to do!?"

She motions for him to sit down on the couch. After thinking for a minute, and idea pops into her head.

"Well, if we don't have any control, we could just wear diapers."

"Diapers!? How are we going to hide that?" he shouts at her.

"Well, if you would calm down and think for a second, our suits will hide them just fine. It just may not be fun being dirty while preforming."

"Are you serious? Diapers?"

"If you've got any better ideas, let me hear them."

Soarin sits there, thinking deeply for a minute on other options but sighing in defeat in the end.

"I can't"

"Well, I guess that's the solution. We'll just have the hotel go get them for us."

After phoning down to the front desk and waiting a while, there is another knock on the door and a package of diapers laying on the mat. Spitfire grabs them and rushes back inside.

"Well, should probably get these on before something else happens" she says, tossing the diaper to Soarin.

They both put theirs on and head to bed, needing their rest for the long day tomorrow.

 

The request was 'Soarin and Spitfire become incontinent before a big show'. This is where I stopped and I'll start writing it again today.

 

With he sun just barely creeping into their hotel room through the large window, the two ponies are woken by their loud alarm that was set. Both of them end up jumping out of their bed in shock from the sound.

"Soarin! Shut that off!" Spitfire yells to her flying partner.

After a few seconds of fumbling with the alarm, he finally manages to turn it off. The two of them look at each other and notice the diapers around their plots.

"Aww man, and here I was hoping it was a bad dream or something." Soarin says disheartened.

"Afraid not buddy." Spitfire says as she pushes against her wet diaper, her face turning to displeasure. "Looks like we might need a change. Well, at least I do."

"Yah, me too." he agrees, feeling the soggy-ness in the diaper against his skin.

The two of them go about their business, getting ready for the day by changing into a fresh diaper and putting on their suits.

"So Soarin, you ready for an interesting day?" Spitfire asks as he walks out of the bathroom.

"As ready as I'll ever be, I guess. How obvious does it look?" he asks, looking back at his flank nervously.

"Can;t even tell. Lucky us, huh?" she gives a half hearted smile.

"Yah, lucky us..."

The two of them make their way out of the hotel and are immediately bombarded by the press as well as fans. Their bouncers help push through the crowds as the two of them make their way to the stadium. The whole time they're walking they can feel the diaper rubbing up against them. Fortunately for them, the crinkle from the diapers is muffled enough by their suits that no one could possibly hear it. They finally get to the locker room and are greeted by their manager. He rushes up to them as soon as he sees them.

"So, you guys ready for the big day?" he asks enthusiastically patting Spitfire on the shoulder.

 

"You bet cha'!" Spitfire replies.

He smiles at the two and disappears. After a few minutes, he returns with a few bags in his mouth. He plops the bags down on the ground and beams another huge smile at the two.

"I heard you two didn't get a chance to eat, so I had someone get some of the best waffles this town had to offer for you. Gotta keep up that strength, you know?"

"Oh, yah. Totally." Soarin replies half-heartedly.

"Ok guys, I'll leave you to eat. Be back in a bit."

With that, the manager zips out of the room leaving the two by themselves once again. Spitfire grabs the bag, takes a seat on the bench, and starts chowing down on the food. Noticing Soarin isn't eating, she pauses her food-fest.

"What's up? Why aren't you eating?" she asks, her right eyebrow raising.

"Think about if Fire, whatever goes in has to come out right?"

"Yah, so what?" she replies.

"Well, think about what we've got taped around out flanks and why it's there. The more we eat, the worse it is for us." he says, his head lowing in shame slightly.

"Didn't even think about it. Still, we gotta keep up our strength like the manager said. Can't do that without eating."

For some reason, it didn't even seem like this was affecting Spitfire at all. Here Soarin was, freaked out about the idea of using his diapers any more than he has to and she's just all 'whatever' about it Soarin thinks to himself.

"I-I guess." he sighs out defeatedly as he joins her on the bench to eat.

After finishing their food and tossing the garbage away, the two of them start to do their warm-ups and stretches in. The manager zips back in.

"You guys ready?" he asks hurriedly.

"As we'll ever be..." Spitfire and Soarin both reply as they follow him towards the entrance of the stadium. The closer they get, the louder they can hear the cheering and the announce calling out their teammates.

 

The artificial light of the tunnel is slowly replaced by the natural light pouring into the stadium.

"And here they are, the ponies you've been waiting for! The co-leaders of the Wonderbolts, SPITFIRE AND SOARIN!" the announce screams out.

The two of them take off and into the air, a few loops and turns mirroring each other, making sure to only show the corner of the ace in their sleeves. They line up next to one-another in the sky alongside their other comrades.

"Whoa, did you feel super light when doing that?" Soarin asks Spitfire.

"Yah. Looks like that old man wasn't lying about the power." she smiles back at him.

The group takes off, showing off their amazing display of skills as they preform some of their most loved tricks, each leaving a specific trail of smoke or design behind them. After a little bit of group tricks, they split up into teams of two.

"And now, a special treat just for you folks of Canterlot, the Wonderbolts will pair of in twos. Each group has their own talents and tricks that they have been working on for months, and we're going to be the first to witness their moves!" the announcer shouts.

Soarin and Spitfire move off to the side as they watch their teammates preform their tricks. As soon as the last group finishes, both Soarin and Spitfire begin to fly higher and higher into the air, the stadium becoming nothing but a dot beneath them.

"You ready?" Soarin asks Spitfire.

She nods, "Buck yah! I feel great!"

The two of them begin to descend back towards the stadium, picking up speed.

 

The smoke continues to train behind them as the stadium gets closer and closer, their speed rising more and more. As they moved faster and faster, their faces begin to stretch from the shear G-force. The stadium was in full view by this point, but they still continued to plummet towards the ground. At the last possible second, the two of them pulled up and started to fly towards each other, a large boom and two rings of smoke colliding like a venn diagram. The crowd was cheering and screaming, both excited by what they had just done and the fact that they were headed on a collision course with one another. Just as they were about to hit one another, they pull up, another loud boom and ring of smoke pooling out from the two of them as they began to soar back upward. With a quick motion, the two of them stopped at the same time, hanging slightly above the rings as the crowd screamed and cheered their heads off.

"Looks like we did it Soarin!" Spitfire shouts to him.

Soarin fidgets in the air slightly, something seeming a little off but he couldn't place his finger on it.

"Yah, they're loving it!" he shouts back.

Looking at the two, had any pony been actually paying attention to their suits, specifically their flanks, they would have noticed that the suits seemed to be a little bulkier in the back. The team took one lap around the stadium together, in which Soarin made a gagging face to Spitfire who just started to laugh. The group them moved to their respective locker rooms.

 

Soarin shakes his flank a little, the now obviously dirty diaper moving with him.

"Yuck, this stinks so bad and feels so gross! It's all stuck to my flank!" he says, waving a hoof in front of his nose.

"Must have been because of the G-force on us when we took those turns." Spitfire says through laughing.

"Yah, well, whatever. I gotta get out of this. I'm going in first." he says to Spitfire, rushing into the only available bathroom in the locker room.

"Ok, ok." she replies as she makes her way over to the bench and sits down hard on it. She feels the mess inside the diaper pushing up against her flank causing her to let out a small moan.

"I wonder what Soarin would think if he knew this about me." she says aloud to no one.

The water of the shower can be heard turning on. Spitfire gets up and looks around for a minute, making sure no one is there. After she's satisfied she's alone, she presses her flank back onto the bench again, the squish making her squirm.

"It takes him forever in the shower anyways. I could probably get away with it" she says a smile stretching across her face.

Spitfire brings her hoof up to the front of the her suit and the diaper, pressing in lightly which results in a crinkling sound. The warmth of the diaper pushes up against her most intimate parts as she starts to rub lightly. The feeling of the mess on her rump and her hoof pressing on her clit causes her to let out a soft moan.

"Oh man, it's been a while since I've done this." she says, rocking slightly side to side, pressing the mess around a tiny bit more.

 

She continues her rubbing, increasing the speed very slowly. The feeling in her body is so beyond amazing that she ends up throwing her head back, her red and yellow mane flowing around from the movement. A few minutes later she hears the shower turn off and feels herself peaking.

'Come on, just one more minute.' she thinks to herself hoping Soarin won't walk out and find this.

Scooting on the bench again, she continues the rubbing as she feels herself start to orgasm.

"Mmmmhhhhmmm" she lets out a quite moan.

"What are you doing?"

She's pulled out of her orgasm by the voice of her partner, looking at her shocked, probably unable to comprehend why she was rubbing herself in a dirty diaper.

"Uhhhh..." is all she can reply.

 

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I'm going to redo that Lyra short I finished from last thread because it ended up sucking since it lacked direction and I rushed things.

Same basic idea as before: Anon and Lyra are friends and Lyra convinces anon to go on a movie date with her, problem is that Lyra has bit of an overactive bladder problem.

I will be going with regular text over green text this story since it was requested.

 

You are anon and right now you are on a midnight horror movie date with your oddball friend Lyra.

You both agreed this would be best for the first date since you both loved cheesy horror flicks and few ponies are awake by midnight.

For some reason Lyra absolutely insisted on wearing these ultra baggy Jeans and a hoodie.

The movie is something about Darkness falling across a land of ponies and creatures crawling in search of blood to terrorize the neighborhood.

You think to yourself that you watched something like this a long time ago back home.

You notice that Lyra is fidgeting a bit in her seat you also noticed she is making a faint crinkly sound.

Lyra finally speaks up: "Can we get out of here?"

You: "No, I'm enjoying this!"

Lyra: "Well, I can't watch" Suddenly Lyra bolts out the Movie Theater.

What the fuck is going on? This movie isn't even scary.

You chase Lyra all the way outside. She has her back turned to you and she looks upset.

You laugh a bit and say: "Come on Lyra it's only a movie."

Lyra: "It's not funny."

Anon: "You were scared, weren't you?"

Lyra turns to face you and she has a extremely concerned look on your face and is shedding tears, you then look down a bit and as the horror looks you right between the eyes you become paralyzed.

 

I will get more done tonight. Please criticize anything that sucks.

 

Your body is completely frozen as you notice that Lyra's Jean legs are drenched in her piss. Oddly the crotch area of her Jeans are dry and then it suddenly hits you:

Your date has been sporting a diaper every time she was wearing pants.

You don't know if you should be horrified by this or find the whole thing hilarious.

Lyra looking at your pale white face breakdowns into even more tears.

Great, it looks like she is going to leak from every orifice in her body tonight.

“I-I knew it this would happen!” Lyra says in despair “T-this is like high school all over again.”

“Just let me die alone in my shed of shame before you start calling me Pissy-pants Lyra like they all did.” Her voice getting even more hysterical.

Once again Lyra with a burst of energy attempts to run away away from you, unfortunately for her due to your clumsiness you accidentally step on a loose part of her Jean's leg dragging on the ground when you reached out in attempt to comfort her.

The tragic result of this is she takes a nasty spill and her jeans get completely separated from her body.

Slowly picking herself from the ground Lyra now in just a wearing a drenched diaper and a Hoodie looks at you with the most pathetic face you have ever seen in your life.

You always knew you would die someday but you never imagined it would be due to an eccentric diaper wearing mare.

 

Lyra just looks up with you in tears in her eyes and asks: “Anon, can I ask you something?”

“Yes?”

“You know I like you, don't you?”

“Well, yea that is kinda obvious to everyone with how obsessive you can get around me. Like how this one time you insist on wearing human clothes and then piss a river through them while I was trying to enjoy a movie.” You say with a cheeky smile.

Lyra blushes “And I hope you like me the way I like you.”

“Anon I was wondering if you would be my special somepony.”.

You think to yourself for a bit and you answer her back: “Sure, as weird as you can be at times I gotta admit it I honestly don't know if I could keep myself sane around here without you around.”

 

”Anon, there's something I've got to tell you.” says Lyra

“Yea, Lyra?” you answer back

“I'm not like other mares.”

“You think Lyra? I'm pretty sure most Mares don't ask humans to be their special somepony while standing in a pee soaked diaper.”

You then put your arm on Lyra's back and tell her: “Come on Lyra I will take you home”

 

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*Nuh-uh*

"Whatcha' doing Scootaloo?"

*Nuh-uh, no touch*

 

"Now, now, Scootaloo, I'm your daddy for the moment and you do as I say"

*Wahhhh!!!! waaaaaaahhhh!!!*

*No no! No touch!*

*No! Bad touch! Go!*

"Now Scootaloo, you stop being bad baby and we are gonna watch some cartoons"

*No no!*

*Me... have go... Pee-pee... Me go!*

"Sorry baby, but if you wanna go pee-pee, your gonna do it right now"

*No! No no no!*

"Your staying here with me, I can't let you out of my sight, I would be a bad babysitter otherwise, right?"

*Wahhhhhhhhhh!!!*

 

*Wahhhh... No! No touch!... Wahhhhhhh!*

*Me... have go... Me go...*

"What is it, baby?"

*Me want go...baby go...*

*Me... have go poo-poo... me go poo-poo*

"Go ahead Scootaloo, go poopies right here"

*No... No no!... me have go...*

*Me... me... Uh-ohhhh!...*

 

"Mmmm, Scootaloo, such a dirty little baby, you all go pee and poo didn't you"

*Wahhhhhhh!!!!*

 

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Anon

 

 

 

Why would you be interested in fillies/colts when it's at least 187x hotter with adult pone?

 

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<I then wrapped my arm around her and forced her to snuggle with me. She groaned and whined for some time but I refused to let go. It was the next day when I woke up that I saw her rolling around and looking confused. SHe waved her arms in the air and kept making frustrated noises. I could tell she was about to go poop, and I wanted to take advantage of this and maybe use this to an actual use

 

 

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There was a normal adult boy named Anon...wait Anon? well let's call Anon...shall we say Bob...ok back to the story Bob a normal adult boy who's age is 22 years old and had good building company...one day he is on his project of building a knew home with a deep foundation and seeing these boy's and girls around the block talking about these colorful horses, in curiosity you approached a boy and question "what is these colorful horses?" the boy replied happily "It's My Little Pony : Friendship is Magic!" your reaction to the kid was so surprised that he like that colorful horse...later on you sat your on butt with a stress full leg's and arms and you yawned "What a stressful day!, I think my leg's are going to cut them selves and my hands...it's so red...I might need a rest for those hand..." thinking about your project of how to finish it you quickly remember that the thing called My Little Pony : Friendship is magic, you quickly pulled out your 16 inch laptop and opened up google chrome and searched "My Little Pony : Friendship is magic" the fist that came out is some videos from season 3...after about 3-4 hours you kinda already liked the show...then you look at the clock then it was already midnight flat you we're like "aahh I'm going to late at work tomorrow, see ya ponies tomorrow" as you shouted to your laptop then you ran to your room and fallen to sleep...by the next day it was 7:32 but the your ship was at 6:30...then you quickly ran to your car and drove away...at the project that your working on you we're late then your co wokers were pissed off because your late...then you shouted "Ok I'm late!, so anybody here want's to get fired?" then they quickly get back to work...and then you realized about the show you whisper to your brain "hat the hell where's my loyalty, kindness...am I getting mad?" then one of your co workers shouted "a little help here? we need to pour some cement"

 

you came over them and helped them with the cement pouring while pouring some cement some one called at your cell phone and you said "hold up guys" but no one heard you you left your position...then a sudden shout "LOOK OUT!!!" you looked at your right and you saw a cement truck is backing up quickly...Bob was pushed down the deep foundation and your world came in a light you went unconscious before the light flashes the last words you heard is "call 911"...later on you felt back from your consciousness and it was cold freezing,,,you felt numb from toe to hand and you felt tall like a horse...hearing the leaves and water it made me calm...and I looked up a weird some kind of horse you said through your brain "wait its that a horse?, no it has wings...wait! it has a horn too" the fur was color dark blue and even the mane you have fallen asleep due to the traumatizing fall...

 

you wake up in a small bed and looked around familiarizing the place...but wait what happened suddenly I can hear better I tried to reach my head but first look at my ha-...wait my fingers and toes are gone it was replaces by hooves...thinking of it this is very related to-...oh my...it's MLP I tried standing up by my hind legs...but seconds after that I failed but I felt some thing at my butt I look down it's so big! I examined it very well by touching it, looking at it and by feeling it...then I shouted "it's a DIAPER!" but all I hear is cute bubbly noise and i notice that my stick is missing...I realized that i'm a little female foal...then I looked at my right I just saw a big net and then at my left and again it's a big neg again! but then I heard some thing walking at the door I'm still not finished observing the scenario that I'm in...I tried going back to the blanket that I woke up into I tried walking in two hooves but I still fall back down and my diaper cushions my fall ending by my back I just knew that I'm not a Unicorn nor a Pegasus, just a plane old earth pony...suddenly some body opens the door...full with fright I sobbed then a big white furred unicorn and with blue and light blue colored mane appeared in front of me and it's upside down or it is just my vision...then she said "how's my little wobble foal?" I was shocked that she treated my like this...I felt awkward that time then she said "so your name is Bob huh" I was surprised that i have a small collar that I din't even knew

 

"Bob think, how will you get oit of this problem"

 

the with pone unicorn said "now wait for aunt Octavia to come OK?" as the with unicorn whispers to me, then I saw an aura around her horn and saw a floating a pacifier with light blue aura...then she lefts you there...alone...in your webbed crib...then she floated a stuff pony toy in front of me and then she pulled the tail of the pony toy and it retracted quick!...hearing a smooth and sleepy sound you fallen asleep...later on you find your self at your play pen then you said "what the heck...how did i got here" but you still only hear a bubbling noise then you look at the door where the with unicorn came in...then a lighter voice shouted "is my little foal awake?" you quickly rose your ear and looked at your left and you saw a bunch of stuffed toy laying around, desperate to run you tried standing up, but your hind legs are still weak and fall, but you were cushioned by your diaper...then suddenly a black main with bit dark grayish fur colored pony appeared and shouted "BOO!!!!" you suddenly fell like crying but you tried to fight back with your man power but the crying over powered you then you quickly cried loudly. the dark gray earth pone said "oh no...shush, shush now Bob...aunt Octavia is here" the gentle voice that she maid make your crying to stop, and started sobbing..."well hows our little Bob?" she said...then she asked you "Do you wanna play?"

 

you kinda nod you head a bit slow then she quickly response and said "IT'S A YES!" she shouted...thinking of it it's like that she's been dreaming to have a little foal of her own, but by the complication she didn't found the right colt...but then she grabbed the back of your neck by her mouth and said "wanna go to the park and play?" but you only heard her murmuring due that she's carrying you by her mouth...walking through out the door your stomach feels like it's going to eat you and made and audible sound...she heard it and questions you "is my little pony hungry?" but again you only heard her murmuring... instead of taking the hallway to the right, both of you taken to the left, "b-but to the right is the kitchen" you bubbled in your head you said "oh yea a foal i still don't know if it's English or not" then the pony holding you said "don't worry I'll get you something!" shouting in a worried way, she let's you down to the carpet and left galloping through the long hall way "I think she's going to the kitchen" but again you only heard babbling...she gallops back to you with a saddle bag with a foal carriage then she let the saddle bag fall to the floor, then she slips her muzzle through the saddle bag with foal carrier..and it just slips in! ready to go she again carries you and thrown you to the air then caught by the foal carrier and again the diaper soften you fall

 

then she said "we must hurry I still don't know what to feed you!" she worriedly shouted to me and I replied "pone you should just feed me milk, like yo-" i was interrupted by my own mouth...my saliva had made a big bubble!...but again we only hear some babbling and then she said "ugh, Bob your gross...well that just how a foal roles..." then she opens the door...my eye hurt's due to the bright light that the sun produced. "Ok, I need to go to the school" the gray pony said...then she galloped to the school as quickly as she can...due to the bouncing of every step I fallen asleep...

 

I woken up again but in a different place...as soon as I look around I knew that I was on a table....then the dark grey pony said "Cheerilee!, I don't know what to feed her!" a bit harder but a female voice said "did you bring any bottles?" then the dark gray pony said "umm...no exactly" the other pony said "I guess we will do a breast feeding then" the gay pony gasp loudly and said "but who?!. a-and how?!?!" the other pony said "ok first let's put the foal down" I was surprised and shouted "whoa really? your doing a breast feed?" but the only noise I heard is babbling, then I heard the other pony said " well I think she's exited!" then the dark gray pony replied "who's gong to volunteer?" then the other pony said "well...I heard the news that Princess Luna found her at the middle of everfree forest...and it din't had you DNA...so...well, ok I'll do it" in a stressed way and then I felt something holding the back of my neck...

 

I felt my hooves touching the floor I saw a very dark purple fur with a mane of light pink and pink stripes then she said "can this filly even walk?Octavia?" Octavia look at the me and said "no..I think" then Cheerilee said "I guess i'm the one who's moving" she approached to my side and lied down and pulling the left hind leg away...to see her mare hood teats...then she said "Octavia come on push Bob, for her to feed" then Octavia pushed my back towards her teats...then Cheerilee said "come on drink don't be afraid my little filly" I just stared at her teats for a few seconds then Cheerilee said "what some thing wrong?" Bob nod her head then Cheerilee said "well I guess she's don't knew me alot" then Octavia sigh and said "Ok I'll try my best" then Cheerilee stands up and Octavia lies down to your right "Ok Bob come on don't worry it will be ok" you crawled to wards her and thinking "oh what the hell am I doing i'm already 22 and still going to eat milk directly from the teats..whoa this is totally weird"

 

but they only heard babbling and Cheerilee thought "aww she's already liking you" at last you reached at hear teats and successfully walked properly...you reached your head towards the nipple...your mouth is wide open and filling with saliva but at the back of your head it's saying 'stop' but your body is saying 'you'll be needing it because your hungry' and some part of your mind agreed to take it...the voting went wild of saying 'yes' but majority wins you slipped your mouth to her gray nipples and started sucking...then you quickly heard Octavia moaning and you said through your brain "is she's enjoying this?"...then later on you felt that you tummy is full and you stopped sucking then Octavia suddenly said "is it done?" then Cheerilee said "yeah I think she's already full...wow what a big tummy you got there Bob" straightly getting into a deep slumber you felt your bladder is likely to explode but you slept it away...you waked up still at Cheerilee's classroom and resting at your back then you heard her saying "if that tummy didn't shrink this would be a problem..." but then you widen your eyes then in a quick response Octavia saw you "oh she's awake!" with a smile then Cheerilee said "you need to go number 1 if you now what I mean or even number 2" but you said "no I need to go number 1" but all of you only heard babbling...then Cheerilee said "I think she's going" in an instant you can't barely hold your pee then you accidentally peed allover you small diaper causing a leak... then Cheerilee shouted "Oh no it leaked all over my desk!...well at least there's no paper work there...except the apple is soaked too" you felt some thing sticky in your diaper and you back it's your pee and soft poop sticking to your back fur...

 

then uncontrollably you cried unstoppable you saying through you brain "eww that's gross, embarrassing and weird at the same time because I don't know why am I crying" then Octavia said "Oh no this is the last diaper that the princesses gave me...well that's ok I'll buy another one from the store...besides it's just cheap like..uumm 2 bits per pack...I think...we-" the Cheerilee said "you know later on Princess Candance will get this little foal" then Octavia quickly went from happy to sad...

 

Octavia stared at me and through my mind I heard a glimpse of words saying 'I will never let you go my little foal' then Cheerilee said "I know how you feel...but the foal don't know about this things" you shouted in your mind 'wait am I going to a new holder again?...well who is it?' then Octavia said "I don't know how will i let go of her" but sooner of later some body shouted "it's Celestia!"

 

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but I dunno, maybe you will. Never lose hope!

 

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“No No No No!” a certain marshmallow pony roared tearing up some sketches.

“None of these will do! By Celestia, I need some inspiration, something different! Something so adorable that you can’t help but want to hug it on sight!”

Just then Fluttershy walked in, looking a unusually nervous and fidgety, even by Fluttershy standards.

“Hello darling, are you feeling all right? You look a little distressed.” Rarity said to her butterball friend.

 

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It was a quiet night at Twilight's library, so she decided to close up early. She wanted to do something she had been thinking about all day.

 

Dimming the lights of the library, she trotted to her bed, and levitated a thick, plastic coated disposable diaper from underneath it. With her magic horn she opened it up and guided it slowly over her backside, fastening it into place. Pleasure rippled across her as she felt the thick, cottony interior and slick plastic covering. Twilight smiled as she pinched her hind legs together, squeezing the diaper's thick padding between them.

 

It was an incredible pleasure for Twilight, but also a powerful source of shame. She refused to believe that it was a harmless quirk. Twilight was convinced that her recreational diaper wearing proved that she was defective, and did not deserve to be loved.

 

But this self-loathing didn't stop Twilight from loving to wear diapers. She diapered herself on many nights she spent by herself. But this evening was different. It brought Twilight an unexpected visitor. Not long after she had put on her diaper, Twilight heard knocking at her front door.

 

Twilight tore off her diaper and threw it carelessly across her bed. She rushed to the door. It was Fluttershy.

 

"Hi Twilight, I just came to return a book."

 

"Thank you, Fluttershy! But, well, um, the library is closed tonight, but you can come back tomorrow!"

 

"Oh, no, Twilight, I knew that. It's just that this book is from your personal collection, and I knew you'd want it back as soon as I was done with it."

 

"Alright then..." Twilight backed away from the doorway to let Fluttershy inside. Twilight expected Fluttershy to give her the book, maybe chat a bit, but certainly not what Fluttershy was about to do.

 

"I know exactly where it goes, I'll put it there right now," said Fluttershy as she flew herself to the book cases around Twilight's bed. Twilight chased after her, but only arrived to see Fluttershy looking at the diaper on her bed.

 

"Um ... Twilight?" Fluttershy turned to the unicorn. "Did you know Spike took off his diaper?"

 

"That's not mine," Spike said casually, walking by carrying a sandwich on a plate. "It's Twilight's."

 

"Spike, how could you!?" Twilight cried.

 

"What?" Spike answered. "It's not even the weirdest thing you do."

 

"Do you have problems making it to the bathroom at night, Twilight?" Asked Fluttershy, sounding like she was talking to an embarrassed child.

 

"N-no, it's not that..." Twilight answered without thinking. To be mistaken for a bedwetter was somehow more insulting to her than the truth.

 

"Then why do you have this diaper?" Fluttershy asked, innocently confused.

 

"I... I..." Twilight stammered for a moment, and decided she didn't want to lie to a friend as kind as Fluttershy. And that she couldn't think of a lie. "I just like to wear them."

 

"Oh," Fluttershy responded, as if this were a perfectly legitimate answer, if unexpected. "Then why don't you ever wear them around me?"

 

"I thought it would freak you out." Twilight answered, lowering her head in shame.

 

"Everypony likes different things," Fluttershy offered kindly.

 

"You don't think it's weird?" Twilight asked in disbelief.

 

"It's who you are, Twilight. There's no right or wrong way to be yourself."

 

Now Twilight was even more ashamed, but for a different reason.

 

"Fluttershy, I'm sorry I kept this a secret from you. I should have known you would understand. I'm lucky to have you as a friend."

 

They hugged for a moment. Then Fluttershy looked over Twilight's shoulder at the diaper on her bed and asked, "Did you have any other diapers? I don't think you can put that one back on, one of the tabs broke."

 

"Yeah, I took it off in a hurry," Twilight said with a nervous laugh. "Wait... Are you asking me to put on another diaper?"