Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Octavia was pacing back and forth in the living room of her house. She had arrived home to find a note from her roommate, Vinyl Scratch. The note told Octavia that Vinyl was out of town performing a gig with her boss, Neon Lights, and would be home in a couple of hours.

But the hours passed, and Vinyl Scratch did not return home. Octavia had asked around, but nopony in Ponyville had seen or heard from Vinyl Scratch since she had left town.

“What could be keeping Vinyl?” Octavia thought nervously to herself, as Luna’s moon rose into the night sky, then she gasped “What if something awful has happened to her? What if some ruffian attacked her, or what if she got food poisoning and had to go to the hospital?”

Before Octavia had more of a chance to worry about Vinyl Scratch’s whereabouts, the doorbell rang. Octavia breathed a sigh of relief, assuming that it was Vinyl coming home to tell her that the gig had lasted longer than expected, and that she had been delayed returning.

Upon opening the door, however, Octavia was horrified at the sight that greeted her eyes.

Neon Lights was holding Vinyl Scratch with one of his hooves, his black jacket ripped and torn in several places, his coat covered in dust and scratch marks. His shades were still alright, but they were the only part of him that appeared to have escaped harm.

Vinyl Scratch was even worse for wear, she had several cut, scratch, and bruise marks all over her body, a few of which had been hastily bandaged, but most of which remained open. Her beautiful white coat was dusty and dirty, and stained with smalls traces of blood. She could barely stand without wobbling about, hence why Neon Lights was holding onto her.

“Good gracious, you two are a mess!” Octavia exclaimed, and quickly escorted the two party ponies inside “What in Celestia’s name happened to you?!”

“The gig got rather out of hoof, and the crowd went berserk,” Neon Lights explained “I think they hit the cider too hard, and the strobe lights ticked them off. If it weren’t for the Manehattan police, I don’t know if we would’ve gotten out of that riot in one piece.”

“Is Vinyl going to be okay?” Octavia asked.

“She took most of the beatings for me, but the doctors said there was no lasting injuries,” Neon Lights replied “They did recommend that the two of us take it easy and rest for a couple of days. Knowing Vinyl, she’s not going to take that well.”

“You let me worry about my roommate, Mr. Lights,” Octavia said seriously “Do you need any help getting back to your home?”

“Thanks, but I’ll manage just fine on my own.” Neon Lights replied kindly, and slowly made his way out the door.

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The first thing Vinyl Scratch became aware of, once her senses returned to normal, was a faint crinkling sound coming from somewhere close.

As Vinyl moved about to try and discover the source, the crinkle became more audible. Looking down at her rump, Vinyl Scratch could see not only a thick white diaper taped to it, but also the most fillyish pink onesie, and matching pink booties.

Vinyl Scratch opened her mouth to call for Octavia, but all that came out of her mouth was a muffled “Octy”. It was then that VInyl Scratch noticed a pink pacifier was resting inside her mouth. She popped it out, only for it to dangle from her neck.

“What is going on?” Vinyl Scratch thought to herself “And why am I dressed up like a foal?”

“Ah, my baby girl is finally awake.” Octavia cooed, walking into the bedroom.

Vinyl Scratch finally took notice of where she was, and was shocked to find herself resting inside a giant crib filled with several stuffed animals. Near the crib was a changing table modified for a mare of Vinyl’s size, which included all the necessary changing supplies, and a huge stack of adult diapers folded and ready for use.

“Octy, what’s going on? What am I doing in this crib? Why am I wearing an onesie? Why did you diaper me?” Vinyl Scratch asked, shouting off questions a mile a minute.

“Aw, is my little baby girl cranky?” Octavia asked with a motherly smile “Perhaps she made a messy in her diaper?”

Vinyl Scratch was horrified, when Octavia unzipped her onesie and pulled down her diaper to check it. “Well, you’re still clean. That’s good.” Octavia said with a smile, pulling the diaper back up, and zipping the onesie closed.

“Octy!” Vinyl Scratch pouted.

“What is it, baby? Mommy’s here.” Octavia said sweetly.

“Why did you do this to me?” Vinyl Scratch demanded.

“I’ll tell you over breakfast, and goodness knows how much you need it,” Octavia replied, as she lowered the crib’s bar, and placed Vinyl Scratch on the ground.

Vinyl found it hard to move with the combined weight of her diaper, the onesie, and her booties. Yet, somehow, she managed. But, she was less than pleased to be placed into a highchair in the kitchen, while Octavia spoon fed her.

“You’ve been working so hard lately, and just look at what you’ve been doing to yourself,” Octavia explained, in between stuffing Vinyl Scratch’s face full of food “You’ve been going to be early in the morning, and sleeping in until Celestia’s sun is high in the sky. You’ve been stuffing your face full of junk food, leaving messes everywhere, and generally just being lazy. When Neon Lights told me about what happened to the two of you last night, I knew I needed to take action, otherwise you were going to go off and get yourself hurt again.”

“But you didn’t have to treat me like a foal!” Vinyl Scratch protested.

“Oh, we both know this is hardly any different from what you’ve already been doing,” Octavia replied with a knowing wink “You’ve been wearing diapers to many of your performances so you don’t have to take bathroom breaks, and you’ve been sucking on pacifiers to calm you down after those wild parties. Not to mention, your potty habits were atrocious. Did nopony bother to teach you how to properly use the toilet?”

“But Octy!” Vinyl Scratch pouted again.

“No buts about it, Vinyl,” Octavia said seriously “You just need to relax and let Mommy Octavia take care of everything for you. If you co-operate, this will only last until the doctors say your injuries have recovered.”