Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

After a rather embarrassing session of using a toilet in front of both her archnemesis and some men in robes, Daring Do was glad to be free of diapers.

Her adventurer aunt (who had raised Daring Do when her parents died in a plane crash shortly after she was born) had never had time to properly toilet train her, and had perished or vanished during an expedition before she could even consider doing so. Being an orphaned at a young age, toilet training for Daring Do took a back seat to learning how to survive.

Now, she had been lead to an alabaster pyramid nearby, all her spare diapers in tow.

A giant pit lay in the center of said pyramid. The tribe leader nodded, “Now, Ms. Do, you must throw your infantile garments down into the lair of the god.”

Daring peered into the hole, where the faint outline of...something. Steeling her nerves, she stared at the crinkling garments in her hands. A moment of trepidation passed through her, as she looked at the padded undergarments that had hugged her bottom since birth, before she tossed them in.

With a guttural roar, the creature that rested in the bottom of the pit sprung forward, swallowing the diapers in one audible gulp.

With that done, Daring awkwardly shook hands with her foe, thanking him for his services, and left. Forgetting that she hadn’t pulled up her cargo shorts. She had a book to write about her adventures.

2 weeks later

Daring was sitting on her armchair, a newspaper in her grasp. After publishing Daring Do and the Temple Toilet, which parents praised for encouraging their children to learn to use the bathroom, she was enjoying some much needed down time. At the rate this was going, her latest book was likely going to be her greatest work.

She looked at the front page of the newspaper, and blanched. "Daring Do makes Daring Doo-Doos in diapers" was the headline, with a colored photo of her on the toilet the temple provided, her diaper around her ankles. She flushed red in embarrassment and anger. There was only one person who could’ve possibly taken that photo.

“AHUIZOTL!” She bellowed at the top of her lungs. She began to pack up her things, she needed to track down her sworn enemy, and teach him a lesson he’d never forget. She should’ve known better than to trust him to remain silent.

But first, she’d need to grab some diapers, he’d be in for a real crapstorm all over his house!