Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Filthy Rich had really hoped it wouldn’t have to come to this. But lately, his daughter’s behavior had been getting worse and worse. Nothing he tried seemed to be able to get her to behave. And so, he was forced to resort to this rather unusual option.

“But daddy, I don’t want to wear diapers again!” Diamond Tiara protested, as her father layed her down on his bed and proceeded to diaper her.

“I’m sorry, Diamond Tiara, but I warned you what would happen if you continued to disobey me and cause trouble.” Filthy Rich scolded, sprinkling some foal powder into his daughter’s diaper. “Since you chose to act like a foal, that’s what you’re going to be treated as.”

“It wasn’t my fault those stupid blank flanks couldn’t handle a little teasing.” Diamond Tiara complained.

“There’s a difference between idle teasing, and being a bully. And you crossed that line quite a long time ago!” Filthy Rich said seriously, as he completed the diapering job. “You weren’t always like this though. You used to be such a sweet little princess.”

“But I still am!” Diamond Tiara replied “Nothing’s changed.”

Filthy Rich only sighed, and shook his head. He knew all too well that such a thing wasn’t true. For the past few years, his daughter had gone from being sweet and compassionate, to bratty and rude. It was his hope that this punishment would help him get his daughter back to how she used to be.

Diamond Tiara was anything but happy, as her father lifted her off the bed and placed her on the ground. The padded undergarment now taped to her rump was extremely thick, and made walking very difficult. With every step she took, it gave off a crinkling noise that Diamond Tiara couldn’t stand in the lease.

“Do I really have to wear this thing, daddy?” Diamond Tiara pleaded, trying to utilize her puppy dog eyes to convince her father to reconsider the treatment. Alas, it didn’t work.

“Yes you do. You can’t take it off without my permission.” Filthy Rich explained.

“But what if I have to go to the bathroom?” Diamond Tiara asked.

“Well, you can use your diaper-” Filthy Rich began.

“What?! No way!” Diamond Tiara interrupted.

“Or you can come get me, and I’ll help you take off the diaper so you can go.” Filthy Rich finished “But once you’re done, I’ll have to put the diaper back on.”

“You can’t be serious! You’re treating me like I’m two years old!” Diamond Tiara complained “I can go to the bathroom by myself!”

“I’m sure you can, sweetie. But no matter what, as long as you’re in this house, you’re going to wear a diaper.” Filthy Rich replied.

“But daddy-” Diamond Tiara pleaded. The rest of her sentence was cut off, as Filthy Rich inserted a pink pacifier into her mouth.

“That’s quite enough talking.” Filthy Rich said seriously “Talking is for big fillies. Now, why don’t you go play with some of your toys? If you need anything, just ask me.”

Diamond Tiara wanted nothing more than to spit out the pacifier right then and there, and tell her daddy just what she thought of this whole thing. But strangely enough, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Something in the back of her mind encouraged her to just keep sucking on the pacifier.

Filthy Rich smiled, as he watched his diapered daughter waddle around, all the while sucking on her pacifier. The treatment seemed to be working. “With a little luck, it won’t be long until I have my little princess back to her old sweet and caring self.” he thought to himself, and he sat down on his bed and watched his daughter play with her toys.