Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Daring Do had been on many adventures, and had been in several situations where she came close to death.

But nothing quite compared to this. She was currently strapped to a giant stone changing table atop a pyramid, a diaper taped to her bottom for personal reasons.

Meanwhile, Ahuizotl stood close by with several of the tribe members that had aided him on several confrontations with Daring Do in the past. This time was going to be different, he could feel it.

“Is everything ready?” Ahuizotl asked the chief priest.

The chief priest was clad in a red robe and hat with yellow trim, and held a golden scepter in his right hand. Said scepter had been the artifact Daring Do had been tasked with retrieving. But one zap had been enough to immobilize her, leaving her at the mercy of her sworn enemy, Ahuizotl.

“Yes, we are ready to begin the ritual,” the chief priest replied “All I require now is a sample from the one on the table.”

“That will not be a problem.” Ahuizotl said with a fiendish smile, as he saw that Daring Do had wet herself in fright.

“This is your last chance to surrender, Ahuizotl.” Daring Do complained, struggling in vain against the restraints on the changing table. All she could do was squirm and kick her legs, as Ahuizotl removed her wet diaper, then changed her into a clean one.

“Hope you enjoyed that diaper change, it’s your last, Daring Do,” Ahuizotl smirked “In a matter of moments, it’ll all be over.” And he gave the wet diaper to the chief priest.

“Is the tribute ready for sacrifice?” the chief priest asked Ahuizotl “Montezuma requires an offer for these sort of things.”

“It has already been taken care of. The tribute shall be offered up at your command.” Ahuizotl told the chief priest, as he turned around to reveal an old horse tied up on a post with a rope. The horse was the sacrifice.

“Good, let the ritual commence at once!” the chief priest ordered, as the horse was untethered, and brought up to the alter.

Daring Do could only watch in horror and amazement, at what took place. The chief priest began to chant something in a foreign language, Daring Do loosely interpreted it as “Oh holy Montezuma, please accept this generous offering and bestow your righteous power on the one who deserves it!”

There was a clap of thunder, and the horse disappeared in a poof of smoke, as did as the diaper. Daring Do shut her eyes.

“Did it work? Has Montezuma been pleased?” Ahuizotl asked the chief priest.

“There is only one way we can be certain, it is time to bring out the throne!” the chief priest instructed, and clapped his hands. A small hole appeared in the pyramid, and through it rose a big, white, toilet.

Before Daring Do had much of a chance to say anything, she was unstrapped from the changing table, and carried to the toilet. Upon reaching it, her diaper was removed, and she was placed onto the seat.

“Now then, Daring Do. I trust you are ready to begin your potty training, correct?” Ahuizotl asked with a smirk.

Daring Do just sighed. When she had been told Ahuizotl was the only one willing to teach her how to use a toilet, she had not imagined it would involve all of this ancient mexica stuff.