Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Scootaloo felt nervous, well more nervous than she normally did while wearing her diapers. She really wasn’t sure how she felt about her mom inviting Featherweight over for a playdate.

Featherweight had kept his promise, and not told anypony about the fact that Scootaloo occasionally liked to wear diapers and be babied by her mom, Dizzy Twister. But inviting him over for a playdate made Scootaloo feel uneasy.

It wasn’t like Scootaloo had a crush on Featherweight, he was a good colt, but Scootaloo just didn’t feel anything for him besides friendship.

But the idea of having any of her friends or classmates over while she was in diapers made Scootaloo uncomfortable.

Dizzy Twister took notice of her daughter’s stressed look, and knew she needed to do something to calm her down. Fortunately, she had just the thing. She bent down to her daughter’s level and asked “Would you like me to get your Wonderbolts pacifier for you to suck on? That always calms you down.”

Scootaloo didn’t reply with words, she just nodded slightly. She was still sorting out her feelings for all of this ageplay stuff, and didn’t know how far she wanted to go with it.

Dizzy Twister left the room, and came back a few seconds later with a Wonderbolt’s pacifier. It was a sky blue in color, so it matched the diaper Scootaloo was wearing perfectly, and it had the famous stunt flyers printed in a cartoonish art style.

Scootaloo accepted the pacifier, and began to suckle on it lightly. A faint blush formed on her cheeks, as her mom cooed at how adorable she looked.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Dizzy Twister and Scootaloo were both certain they knew who it was.

“That must be Featherweight now.” Dizzy Twister said with a smile, and after making sure her daughter had taken the pacifier out of her mouth, she went over to the door and opened it.

Sure enough, there stood the light brown coated pegasus colt. And he seemed rather cheerful and friendly. “Hello, Miss. Twister. Is Scootaloo around?” he asked politely.

“She sure is, come on inside,” Dizzy Twister replied, and guided Featherweight inside before closing the door behind him “Thank you again for agreeing to be a playmate for my daughter. This has been a difficult time for her.”

“No problem, Miss. Twister. I’m really looking forward to trying out this ageplay,” Featherweight said eagerly “So, where’s Scootaloo now?”

Dizzy Twister just smiled and said to Featherweight “She should be upstairs in her room, it’s the third door down the hall. But before you go up there, we need to get you diapered. That’s okay with you, right?”

“Of course, I’m all for helping out a friend.” Featherweight replied.

“Good, just making sure.” Dizzy Twister replied, and she whipped out a changing mat and instructed Featherweight to lay down on it.

Featherweight eagerly obeyed, and that was when Dizzy Twister pulled out a sky blue diaper with white clouds printed all around to serve as wetness indicators.

“Now, hold still, Featherweight. I’m pretty good at diapering, but it’ll go much quicker if you don’t squirm around.” Dizzy Twister instructed in a kind tone of voice.

“Can do.” Featherweight promised, and true to his word he remained as still as a statue, while Dizzy Twister put the diaper on him and taped it up, then sprinkled in some foal powder.

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Scootaloo was in her room, resting in her makeshift crib while holding her Rainbow Dash plushie tightly for comfort.

Her heart began to race, as she heard the familiar sound of her bedroom door being opened. A few seconds, Featherweight strolled into the room, all diapered up and ready to play.

Scootaloo took a deep breath, this was it, there was no turning back now. Reluctantly, she climbed over the guardrails of her crib, and sat down on the floor with her poofy bottom, producing an audible crinkle. “So….. shall we play?” she asked Featherweight, after hesitating for a moment.

“I’m ready when you are.” Featherweight replied, as he inserted the Wonderbolts pacifier into Scootaloo’s mouth.

Dizzy Twister smiled, as she observed the scene from the doorway. Her little Scootaloo was playing with Featherweight, and both of them seemed to be enjoying themselves enormously.

“Featherweight really is a gentlecolt, Scootaloo is lucky to have him for a friend,” Dizzy Twister thought to herself “And Featherweight’s older brother is quite the stallion. I might just have to see if he’s available for a date, he’d make an excellent step-father for Scootaloo.”