Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

It all started with a trail. Not just any trail, but a trail of foal powder. Pinkie Pie had noticed it while working in the kitchen, and being the curious mare that she was, she had taken it upon herself to investigate and discover the culprit responsible for such a trail.

She first assumed it was probably either Pound or Pumpkin Cake, no doubt Mr. Cake had overdone it on the powder.

But as Pinkie Pie followed the trail, she found that it led past the playpen The Cake Twins were currently in.

“That’s odd. If the powder isn’t coming from them, then where is it coming from?” Pinkie Pie thought to herself, and after making sure that neither of the twins needed a diaper change, she went back to work on figuring out where the trail of powder was coming from.

The trail led out of the kitchen, and up the stairs, and Pinkie Pie followed it every step of the way. As the trail led down the hall, Pinkie Pie could hear some unusual sounds.

“Mmm, oh my. Ah, that feels so good.” a voice called out.

Pinkie Pie followed the trail, and the sound of the voice, until they both stopped outside Mr. and Mrs. Cake’s bedroom.

“Could it be?” Pinkie Pie thought to herself, as she noticed that the door was unlocked. She knocked once, and the door opened further.

Reluctantly, Pinkie Pie pushed the door open all the way, and walked inside.

What she saw, made her blink and roll her eyes, surely she had just imagined such a thing. There was no way it could be real.

Yet, once she had finished blinking and rolling her eyes, Pinkie Pie saw the same sight she had seen when she first walked into the room.

There was Mrs. Cake, a pink pacifier dangling from her neck, a creamy yellow onesie lay discarded on the ground, leaving her standing before Pinkie Pie in nothing but a white diaper with cupcake prints on it.

“Mrs. Cake?” Pinkie Pie gasped, she could not believe what she was seeing. But it had to be true.

Mrs. Cake looked at Pinkie Pie, and simply smiled. “Oh, hello dear. I see you’ve discovered my little secret.”

“W-what’s going on, why are you wearing a diaper?” Pinkie Pie asked

“Oh Pinkie, I’ve been an adult foal for years. I was one even before I met Carrot Cake,” Mrs. Cake explained “We stopped our playtime together after Pound and Pumpkin Cake were born, but he said it was okay if I indulged a little on my own from time to time.”

“So, you’re the one that left the trail of powder?” Pinkie Pie asked.

Mrs. Cake nodded “Indeed, I loved the smell of it so much that I got a little bit carried away when applying it,” she then giggled “Speaking of powder, it would seem I had a bit of an accident in my diaper. Could you please change me?”

“Change your dirty diaper?” Pinkie Pie asked nervously.

“Of course, you’ve changed dozens of dirty diapers while taking care of Pound and Pumpkin Cake. This won’t be any different.” Mrs. Cake replied, as she sat down, squishing her diaper’s load.

“Except, I’ll be changing a grown pony that just pooped herself.” Pinkie Pie said nervously.

“Just think of it as changing a big baby, I’ll even hold still while you change me,” Mrs. Cake offered, and waddled over to her changing table “If you could please hurry, I would like to get changed before I get a diaper rash.”

Pinkie Pie sighed “Okay, I guess I can do that.” and she mentally prepared herself to change the poopy diaper of the mare that was like a second mother to her.