A Twist of Reality

A Twist of Reality
Part Two: Elsewhere in Town
By Scribe Feather

"Ms. Cheerilee!" Sweetie Belle called out in a whine, "Can you change my diaper pleeeeeese!"

"One second Sweetie Belle," Cheerilee politely controlled the other filly as she pulled out a diaper from a nearby package. "Once I get done changing your friend here, I'll get you freshened up. Applebloom, stop squirming."

The local schoolhouse was not immune to the energies of the magical explosion. However none of the students seemed all that phased by the sudden change of pace. Their school days were still filled with lessons on history and math and science, but was now adjusted to make room for the many diaper changes that were needed throughout the day.

Most of the students in the classroom stood in a loosely single file line in front of Cheerilee's desk. The students filed down the middle aisle between the desks, diapers sagging between their legs. Some of the students ignored the need to get their diapers changed, despite the garments sagging and being discolored yellow and brown. This was either out of spite, rebellion, or because they liked the feeling of a full diaper.

Applebloom was already on her back, laying on top of the teacher's desk as her diaper was changed. Her legs wiggled in the air as Cheerilee did her best to control the filly

"Ms. Cheerileeeeee! Scootaloo's making faces at us!" Diamond Tiara could be heard among the noisy rabble.

"Am not!" Scootaloo yelled back as she scowled at the spoiled earth pony.

"Scootaloo, try and stay quiet while you wait," Cheerilee called out without looking up. After a fair sprinkle of baby powder she taped a fresh diaper around Applebloom's waist. The mare rolled up the old diaper. She handled each diaper change with well practiced efficiently. She had already changed many of them today, after all.

The patient teacher had quickly learned to cope with the rambunctious group of diapered students, handling each problem like it was a nursery. She didn't remember it, but there was a time most of the students were rather behaved, acting more their age rather than hyperactive, whiny toddlers. But there was no time to wonder about that, she had a full day of diapers and lessons.

As an added measure, Cheerilee popped a red pacifier into Applebloom's mouth. Her entire bottom left desk drawer was filled with pacifiers. Pacifiers which Cheerilee didn't entirely remember putting there.

"Alright, you're done," Cheerilee helped the earth filly back to her feet. "Keep that pacifier in your mouth like a good girl."

"My turn!" Sweetie Belle quickly hopped up, wasting no time to get into position. She spread her legs wide to reveal her near leaking, yellow diaper.

"You're almost leaking, Sweetie Belle!" Cheerilee examined the soggy diaper as she started to untape it. "We're going to have to put you in doubles. Just to be safe."

"Better TRIPLE diaper her, Ms. Cheerilee!" Silver Spoon yelled over the group with a smart smirk. A few students snickered at her teasing, but most knew better.

Ms. Cheerilee ignored the trouble making pony, proceeding with the diaper change as usual. She untaped the heavy, yellow diaper, letting it plop down onto the desk. In another life, she used that desk to grade papers. Now all it seemed good for was diaper changes.

Sweetie Belle was wiped clean, given a generous amount of baby powder, and taped into a new diaper. That diaper was quickly covered up with another one, spreading the filly's legs out slightly and bulging out her lower half. She didn't seem to mind all that much though and simply smiled at the feeling of a fresh, clean diaper.

"There we go. That should keep you for a while," Cheerilee nudged the unicorn filly and she rolled off the desk and back on her feet.

"Best go in front of me Scootaloo," Diamond Tiara said loudly as she theatrically held her nose, "you stink!"

The orange pegasus filly blushed as she scowled at the other pony. "I do NOT!"

"Alright, that's it! Diamond Tiara! Front and center!" Cheerilee called out, pointing at a spot in front of her.

The young filly lowered her head and looked at the teacher in shock and embarrassment. Her ears tucked back as she reluctantly walked up to the front of class. There was no weaseling out of this one.

Cheerilee pulled out a chair and placed it in front of her desk. The spanking chair, how the students quickly grew to know it as. She sat down, patting her lap.

"I was...Only kidding around..." Diamond Tiara mumbled out before climbing up onto Cheerilee, her diapered rump facing up.

"Well than ten spanks should teach you not to tease others," Cheerilee placed her hoof on top of the thick diaper, lining up for the spanks. She raised her hoof up high and paused for a moment before swinging the limb down hard on the diaper with a loud 'thwap!'

The rest of the class watched as Diamond Tiara took her punishment with only a little bit of tearing up in her eyes. The diaper cushioned some of the impact, but Cheerilee made sure to spank hard to compensate. The embarrassment alone was enough for Diamond Tiara to whimper.

Around the ninth spank, Diamond Tiara suddenly whimpered as her weak bladder released into her diaper, warming Cheerilee's lap as she wet herself. A few snickers could be heard from the other ponies as the filly's legs wiggled in the air in displeasure and embarrassment.

Cheerilee could feel her own diaper growing warm as a second set of hissing laced with Diamond Tiara's. She blushed as Diamond Tiara was the only one who noticed and looked up at the teacher. She wasn't suppose to be using her diapers, she was the teacher!

"Tell anypony and I'll spank you more," Ms. Cheerilee whispered to the pony who whimpered and nodded.

With a sore bottom, Diamond Tiara was allowed to stand back up. Without saying a word, she scurried back to her seat. She stayed quiet now, too afraid that somepony would make fun of her for wetting her diaper.

Cheerilee felt her legs quiver as her own diaper rubbed against her. She placed the spanking chair back in it's corner before sitting down. "U-uhm, that's all for diaper changes today," the heated pony said, stealthily slipping the half empty package of diapers back behind her desk. "I don't have any more diapers, sorry."

The foals left in line aww'ed and slunked back to their chairs. Some looked rather depressed that they weren't able to get their diapers changed by their favorite teacher. By the look of the sag on some of them, a select few really needed it. But the teacher pony was too aroused by publicly wetting herself in front of her students to get up.

The pee was hot and made the inside of her diaper moist and salty smelling. Cheerilee quivered as she tried to keep her composure. The diaper swelled between her legs, pushing her thighs away from each other. She panted softly as she did her best to appear normal. Her legs squirmed up and down as she reveled in her own diaper.

"A-ah!" Cheerilee suddenly exclaimed causing the class to look at her. Her eyes grew wide as she stared back. "C-class dismissed!" Cheerilee finally said.

Every student smiled big at the earlier release. No more school for today! No pony hung around.

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow, everypony! Remember there's a quiz on Friday!" Cheerilee smiled and waved to the colts and fillies who dashed out of the school house at breakneck speeds. She continued to wave even when the final student, Twist, was long gone.

She paused, wait a few more minutes, looking at the door in case anypony returned to grab their forgotten lunch box or something. Her ears twitched as she waited.

"Finally!" The earth pony dropped down to the ground, laying on her back as both hooves squished her diaper around. The two limbs worked hard at pressing the soaked padding around at all angles. "So full...I think somepony deserves extra credit!"

The teacher pony's new diaper fetish would lead to more than one short day during the school year. Soon it'd be very rare to actually have a full day at the classroom.

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"Next," Mrs. Cake could be heard near the center of town as another diapered pony left Sugarcube Corner. The freshly diapered mare happily trotted out the door, dawning her new pink diaper like it was a trophy. A fresh scent of baby powder trailed behind her. She was so happy to get her diaper changed and by the local pastry chef no less!

Sugarcube Corner had suddenly become one of the many makeshift changing stations and nurseries that popped up around town. The storefront was cleared of any sweets or dishes to make room for diapered ponies and changing supplies. The sturdy wooden counter top that once served as a place for the cash register was now being used as a diaper changing table for the many diapered ponies who lined up in front.

All around town, places of business were quickly adapted to meet the sex crazed diaper ponies that now inhabited the town. Restaurants now offered high chairs and baby bottles upon request and they were ALWAYS requested. Some market stands were quickly converted into a place for ponies to grab a diaper from in case the ones they brought with them didn't hold up as long as they hoped. Then there were places like Sugarcube Corner where dozens of ponies lined up outside, squish, used diapers swaying between their legs as they watched with great interest as pony after pony was changed into a clean diaper. This shop was one of many spots where ponies could have somepony else change their diaper if they were feeling particularly lazy or distinctly naughty.

However a lot of ponies preferred this one, because of the motherly mare who took it upon herself to change ever diaper that came through that door. The busy pony must have changed twenty by the hour. But the motherly mare, Cup Cake, didn't mind at all. Every diaper change felt like the first, never daunting or becoming tedious.

A long line of ponies still stood outside of the shop, waiting patiently for their diaper change. Not all ponies were getting their diapers change, some preferred to do it themselves or never at all. Despite this fact, the line never seemed to shrink.

The newest customer rushed up onto the countertop. Oddly enough, he wasn't wearing a diaper, however given the rate ponies used the garment, a snapped off diaper wasn't that unheard of. The new stallion hopped up onto the table, twisting his legs to and fro as he squirmed. Like the many changes before, Mrs. Cake began opening the baby wipes, pulling out a couple to clean the pony up. "No no! Forget the wipes! A diaper, hurry!" The stallion looked in pain, his thighs squeeze together tightly as he became red in the face.

Mrs. Cake paused as she held a wipe a couple inches away from the stallion's soft member. "Well, alright, sweetie. I'll work as quick as I can, but I only have girl diapers right now."

"I don't care! I need a diaper before I...Ah!" The cringing stallion suddenly leaned back against the table, thrusting his hips into the air. His soft member started pouring out hot pee, spraying Mrs. Cake for a brief moment before she quickly turned the spouting thing away from her covering his body and the table underneath him with the warm liquid. The torrent of urine covered the stallion, dribbling off the sides of the changing table.

There were a couple sounds of awe and enjoyment coming from the crowd as ponies watched the stallion pee over himself. A few ponies even started to applaud such a spectacle. The strong stream coming from his member came out with little control from the pony and there was a lot of it. The pony cringed as he peed all over himself, getting the floor rather slippery with his urine.

When he finally finished and his stream of urine finally died down, the pony dropped loosely on the counter. No kind of apology or embarrassment came from the pony. He was just glad his bladder was now empty.

Mrs. Cake had watched the whole thing, a few drops of urine dribbling down her forehead and cheeks. "Tsk tsk, well that's why you're wearing diapers." Mrs. Cake used a baby wipe on her face to clean herself up. "Carrot, honey, could you go down into the storeroom and grab another pack of diapers? We're running low."

She waited for some kind of response from her husband, but heard none. She turned her head to look at Carrot Cake who was leaning up against a wall, rubbing his diaper with his tongue rolled out.

"Carrot!" Cup Cake called out, forcing the stallion out of his playtime.

He shook his head in shock, both hooves dropping to the floor. "Huh? What?"

"Get another pack of diapers," Mrs. Cake repeated before turning back to the pee soaked stallion.

"Right right! Right away!" Carrot bolted away from the spectacle. As much as he would have loved to watch this diaper change like he had the last fifty, his wife gave him a direct order and he was obedient to obey.

The stallion walked down into the basement, once a cool storeroom for party supplies, tents, and chairs. All those items were deemed useless or not as important and were quickly cleared out of the room and thrown outside in a large trash pile to be taken to the dump later. The storeroom served a more important purpose now, the storing of literally thousands of packs of diapers, wipes, baby powder, and adult sized baby clothes.

Strangely enough, their storeroom never seemed to run out of the needed supplies. Every time Carrot Cake trotted down into the cool room, there was always a pack of adult diapers waiting for him and there was always powder and wipes for the ponies to use.

Even on the rare chance when a pony made a special request to be put into a onesie or the like, Carrot Cake would always find exactly what he was looking for. Even when he was absolutely, one hundred percent CERTAIN that they used the last blue and white onesie, there would always be a new one hung up in the same place where he took the last one from.

The stallion walked through the storeroom, taking in the scents of the many diaper packs that filled the room. So many of these packs he had brought up to his wife to change other ponies. So many times she asked him to bring up a new back and every time he was obedient and brought it up.

Carrot looked down at the unopened pack of diapers at his hooves. "Why won't she diaper ME?" He mumbled to himself. He had tried to get her to do it, but every time he filled his diaper to near leaking capacity, Mrs. Cake would glance over to him and tell him to change. Whenever he asked, she would say she was too busy to change him.

Carrot laid down on top of the large package of diapers. He took a deep breath of the intoxicating scent of baby powder and clean nursery scents. He hugged the package as he gave it a couple humps with his thick diaper. "M-mph...Cup cake..."

The stallion laid there for a bit, cuddling the package of diapers like it was a lover. His mind teemed with sexual, diaper fantasies about his wife. He sighed. "Guess I gotta go take these up..." With all his self control, Carrot pulled himself off of the diapers and picked them up.

With a new package in toe, Mr. Cake returned to the ground floor where his wife was still busy with baby powder and diaper changes. He managed to come up just in time to watch a new stallion, whose erection was stiff and firm, finish with his diaper change, leaving a big bulge in the front.

Mrs. Cake gave his bulging diaper a couple pats as her trademark 'all done' sign.

Judging by the stallion's face, the pats were enough to push him over the edge. The stallion cringed on top of the counter, limbs curling as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His face contorted as he had an orgasm in front of everypony!

"Lucky..." Carrot mumbled as he dropped the new pack of diapers next to the changing table. He grabbed a mop to clean up the large puddle that had spread on the floor. A regular clean up job.

"Alright, stinky butt, off you go!" Mrs. Cake nudged the diapered stallion off of the changing table. He hobbled for a bit, catching his balance in his afterglow daze before wobbling out of the store. "Next!" The mare leaned over to open up the new package of diapers, barely even acknowledging her husband who stood only a foot away.

"P-please...Just a quick rub," Carrot whimpered desperately. His amplified sex drive made every erection he had feel lustful and strong.

"I have other customers, honey. I can't," Mrs. Cake gave him the usual excuse as a new pony hopped up onto the changing table. This one's diaper was twice as thick and thrice used.

Carrot gently pulled one of his wife's free hooves and guided it down to his bulging diaper, "P-please! I-I need it!"

Mrs. Cake sighed and complied, barely, but she didn't seem all that turned on as Carrot was. She tackled the problem as if it was just a job to be done. She physically felt nothing for her husband who loved her so much. She loved him emotionally, but physically was completely severed. She idly rubbed Carrot's bulging diaper with a hoof as she used her free hoof to change the other pony. She didn't seem to even care that Carrot was getting off by her rubbing, business as usual.

Mr. Cake was quick to reach an orgasm, hugging Cup Cake's hoof like a plushie as he pushed it deeper into his diaper's thickness.

Cup Cake continued with the diaper changes well into the afternoon with Carrot Cake hovering around her with a sex crazed look in his eye. No matter how many orgasms the stallion had, he craved more and would ask his wife for another rub. "One last rub. This is the last one!" He would say before each one.

Eventually she even let him hump her from behind, diaper against diaper. It didn't stop her from changing the long line of diapered ponies in front of her, but it satisfied the sex crazed pony. Every customer who came in to get their diaper changed that day got to see Carrot Cake behind Mrs. Cake, humping tirelessly into the mare's diapered rump.

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Meanwhile, on one of the main streets of Ponyville, another occasion was abruptly ruined by the magical wave. Papers and pens were scattered across the floor as once proud and disciplined Wonderbolt ponies were having troubles of their own.

No pony really knew how a simple Wonderbolt autograph signing got out of hand so quickly. One moment all the ponies were lined up in front of a table with about six or seven Wonderbolts. And the next, chairs were kicked aside, autograph books discarded and everypony now had a strong fascination for their new diapers. Autographs of pen and paper were suddenly replaced with ones of urine and cum stains. Adoring fans broke away from their usual line and crowded around the Wonderbolts.

"Oh ya, you're definitely Wonderbolt material!" Spitfire could be heard in the crowd. She was busy finishing up with an earth pony who was just now slipping his spent stallionhood back into his diaper. The mare licked off dribbles of cum off of her hoof, smiling at the salty taste.

Spitfire had no idea what she was talking about at this point. Every stallion she could bring to an orgasm was 'Wonderbolt material' in her eyes. She had made dozens of honorary Wonderbolts that day just from the stallions who came to her with a throbbing member.

Soarin' let out a long sigh as he finished pee all over an adoring fan. She happily opened her own diaper to let Soarin's warm pee dribbling down into it, mixing with her own. The fan hugged her autograph book close to her chest, she couldn't be happier. She was getting an autograph from one of her favorite Wonderbolts!

"There's your autograph." Soarin' commented, giving his dribbling member a couple shakes before slipping it back into his diaper.

"Oh thank you, Mister Soarin'!" The fan scrambled up to her feet and hugged the stallion with a big smile. Her diaper jiggled about as she moved. Her urine soaked coat rubbed against Soarin's, mixing their infantile scents together. She smiled big, star struck before scurrying off, likely to show off her new autograph. Won't her friends be jealous.

The other Wonderbolts seemed to grow tired of signing autographs and instead joined the aroused crowd, rubbing their diapers against anything firm and moving.

After finishing up his fifth 'autograph' for another fan who couldn't have been happier about it, Soarin' turned to Spitfire. The mare was currently satisfying a unicorn stallion with a quick blowjob while teasing a panting pegasus mare. Soarin' couldn't take his eyes off the spectacle. Spitfire looked so...Hot...

Soarin' shook his head. He couldn't believe what he was thinking. Spitfire, his mentor, his boss, his...hot partner...

It was then the pony felt his own stallionhood stir inside the diaper. Up until now, Soarin' had been completely soft and flaccid. Not even once once did he get an erection from the countless hot mares that allowed him to pee on them. He knew such an act was arousing...Just not with those mares. But watching Spitfire have her way with three ponies at once, Soarin' felt a burning passion for the mare.

Soarin' moved in closer to the group of ponies. Spitfire was occupied with sucking on a throbbing erection while rubbing two others with her hooves. A mare fan even slipped in between the Wonderbolt's legs and started licking her moist slit. Spitfire looked at Soarin' with a quirk in her eyebrow, wondering what the stallion was doing.

With a sensual look in his eye, Soarin' pulled out his stiffening member and pointed it as best as he could towards the busy mare. With little to no embarrassment about peeing in public or even peeing on his leading officer, the stallion let his bladder go with a sigh. Soarin's stream started strong, arcing a bit before splashing down on Spitfire's muzzle. The mare scowled at the pony, but something in his sex crazed mind told him it was alright.

The stallion currently being sucked off by Spitfire held his erection inside Spitfire's mouth with a hoof. He was too close for her to stop now. Despite her grunts of displeasure, the stallion keep her mouth over his twitching member, acting as a silencing gag for the mare.

Soarin's yellow stream cascaded down Spitfire's face, splashing on her chest. Some of it pooled under the sexual mare while a little bit of it dribbled into her diaper. She grunted as she closed her eyes, trying to wiggle away from the spraying urine, but the ponies around her kept her from moving too far.

Any chance Spitfire had a chance to yell at Soarin' a new penis would slip into her mouth, shutting her up like a pacifier. There was a seemingly endless crowd of adoring fans, happily lining up to reach orgasm through the horny mare. Eventually, the mare completely forgot about the urine and just continued enjoying the sexual play her and her fans shared.

Soarin' watched, occasionally jumping in to get his erection sucked off by Spitfire for the fifth time that day.

Needless to say, it was a rather strange autograph session.

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Down along one of the gently sway paths that cut through the park walked the pony pair Lyra and Bon Bon. Today was suppose to be a slow day for the two. A quiet day. After all the fast paced weeks not too long ago, Bon Bon was relieved to have finally convinced her more excitable partner to go out on a simple walk.

It was suppose to be a quiet walk. A gentle one. Where the two could talk about things, catch up, and even watch the birds and animals scurry about in the park. The day was nice enough that Lyra and Bon Bon weren't the only ones out for a nature walk. Ponies played on the large, open fields as other couples quietly walked around the park to take in the beautiful air.

Everything was nice and peaceful until the magical wave surged through the park, slapping on diapers on everypony that it could find, altering their perspective on life.

Lyra and Bon Bon felt a new sensation of sexual arousal for each other and their diapers. The two loved each other, but the diapers opened new doors for the pair.

"Come ooon Bon Bon," Lyra whined as she tugged at Bon Bon's tail. "Now?"

"Not yet. Not yet," Bon Bon mumbled quietly to her bouncing partner. She held back a giddy smile as the two walked.

The two walked side by side down the path, past park benches and picnic tables. Here and there, a pony or two were enjoying their diapers, rubbing against a tree or using it in the middle of a field.

Lyra eyed three ponies sitting on a park bench, bouncing on top of the wood to smush their thick, smelly diapers against their rumps. "Now?" The unicorn asked with a smile.

Bon Bon looked at the three ponies...Too small... "Hmm, no, not yet."

The two walked a little farther before the stumbled on what they were looking.

Next to the path sat a picnic table filled with at least seven diapered ponies. By the looks of the discarded party hats, spilled drinks and smeared cake on the pony's faces, they were having a birthday party before the magical wave hit.

A large, white frosted cake sat in the middle of the picnic table, half of it ripped away from the ponies grabbing the sugary treat with their hooves. The ponies did a sloppy job eating the cake, dropping most of it or smearing it on their coats. Some ponies didn't even bother putting the cake in their mouths and instead would drop pieces of it into their diapers, giggling like children as they did.

Bon Bon stopped in front of the picnic table as Lyra and the cake playing ponies were quick to notice.

"Nooow?" Lyra said with an excited bounce.

The earth pony nodded, "now!"

With a happy hop in her stride, Lyra got into position. She stood on the path, sticking her rump in the air towards the picnic ponies. Bon Bon followed suit, giving the group of ponies an excellent view of their thick, white diapers.

The two mares leaned down as they began to push. Their bladders let go almost simultaneously as a loud hissing sound could be heard. The diapers swelled and grew a yellow tint to them as the mares sighed.

The picnic ponies now lost interest in their cake and frosting, dropping clumps of the food and leaning towards the two mares. They all watched intently as the two mares used their diapers in front of them. The stallions in the group were already growing bulges in their cake covered diapers as the pegasi felt their wings stiffen.

As the two mares' bladders emptied completely into their waiting diapers, they both shifted a bit and began pushing at their bowels. The retrained bowels were quick to respond, pushing their diapers out with the messy load.

The group of ponies watched with wide eyes. Hooves started to trail down to their thick diapers. Some began to rub, paying no mind to the frosting that coated the outside (and sometimes inside) of the diapers. Others straddled the wooden benches of the picnic table, rubbing against it's firm texture. One or two of them seemed detached from the world as they filled their own diapers.

"Mph!" Lyra grunted as her body pushed out the smelly mess into her diaper. She could feel the weight of her mess pull the garment down to her thighs, making her shiver with pleasure.

Bon Bon had her eyes closed the entire time, focusing on the fill up above all else. The earth pony would moan with relief as her full bladder and bowels were finally allowed to release into the diaper. It had felt like an eternity since she used it last.

Loud moans and grunts could be heard from the picnic ponies as they quickly reached orgasm one by one. To watch two lovely mares fill their diapers was too much for the cake covered ponies. The ponies would squirm about in their seats, feeling wonderful orgasms rush over their sex crazed bodies.

By the time Lyra and Bon Bon had stood up from the naughty deed, they turned around to find a group of dazed ponies, reveling in their afterglow, completely dead to the world.

Giggling, the two ponies dashed away from the dazed group. "Next group we should change each other's diapers!" Lyra exclaimed, waddling as fast as she could alongside Bon Bon.

"Well fine, but you're changing me first!" Bon Bon smiled back at the unicorn as the two ran down the path to the next group.

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Spike walked around the crazy town in a diaper that he hastily slapped on. Despite him being unaffected by the magical wave that surged through town, Spike knew he was better off wearing a diaper and pretending. Occasionally the young dragon would need to tug the diaper back up his waist like a pair of loose pants. He had to make do with a pink, adult sized pony diaper that he found. Still loose, but it kept the ponies off his back.

He actually had to steal this diaper by weaving through two ponies who were doing much more than a diaper change on a park bench. The diaper sat there ignored as the two ponies explored each other's sex crazed bodies. They didn't even notice it missing when Spike took it and ran off with it.

When he was walking around without a diaper, he seemed to attract more attention. Ponies would often creepily stare at him, slowly taking off their diapers in preparation to having their way with him. Other ponies would offer him a diaper change when he passed large changing stations that were made from neglected store fronts. Some of the offers were more insistent than others, sometimes requiring the dragon to run away from the diapered pony who was dead set on getting him in a diaper...And then some.

Now with a diaper taped around his waist, ponies seemed to bug him less. He would often come across groups of five or six or ten ponies all in jumbled messes of sex, diapers, and urine as they played their sexy games with one another. These groups ignored the diapered dragon. And now no pony bugged him about diaper changes, he was relatively safe.

The young dragon couldn't make sense of this town. He remembered only yesterday when the town wasn't filled with diapered ponies and stunk of urine. He remembered, but nopony else could remember that time before diapers. Had he just imagined it? Was THIS reality?

He hoped Rarity could make sense of this strange new world. She was the closest in the vicinity that he could talk to. Maybe she had some answers, she was smart!

He arrived at the Carousel Boutique, far enough away from town that fewer diapers were seen on the ground. His hand floated above the main door when he heard voices inside, muffled through the door.

"A-ah! Yes! YES!" Rarity could be heard calling out in absolute pleasure.

Spike wandered over to the side window and stood on his tip toes to peek in. His innocent eyes bulged as he peered inside. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Inside, in the middle of the store Rarity was cuddling Hoity Toity, both were in diapers.

The young dragon was more confused than shocked by the sight. Why were they wrestling at a time like this? It seemed like some rather intense wrestling too, each session ending with the two laying on top each other, panting heavily. Was winning so important that Rarity needed to yell loudly after every round?

"You know, eventually we're gonna have to get you changed out of that stinky diaper," Rarity said to the stallion with a smirk. "My baby's poopy!"

"But of course," Hoity Toity said with a smile, "one more and then I'll change. Promise."

They were wrestling with messy diapers?! "Gross!" Spike called out loudly, but the two ponies were too involved with their strange game to hear him. The dragon couldn't take it any more. Whatever was going on in the town today, Rarity wouldn't be able to help. She was too...Distracted.

Spike set off once on his search to find someone who could help.

Suddenly with a loud belch, Spike burped a burst of green flame that conjured up a rolled up scroll. He quickly opened the scroll and read it over.

"Oh no! I need to find Twilight!" With another tug of his loose fitting diaper, the dragon waddled off to the library.