Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Rainbow Dash lay in the crib, trying her best to ignore the fact that she had a diaper taped to her bottom, and that she was about to have pictures taken with said diaper on.

“Okay, baby, ready for your photo shoot?” the clerk asked, as he positioned the camera in its proper place.

“Sure, go ahead and take the photo when you’re ready. I want some good quality ones of me in each brand of diapers. That way I can send them to my friend for comparison, and she can tell me what ones she wants.” Rainbow Dash replied.

“Whatever you say, baby,” the clerk smiled “Say cheese.” and with the press of a button, the camera flashed, snapping a picture of Rainbow Dash with her printed diaper.

Rainbow Dash sighed, as she looked at the other packs of diapers she had brought with her. “One down, at least a few more to go. Next time, Pinkie, you can just buy the diapers yourself!”

With one final flash, the last of the photos that Rainbow Dash had payed for was taken. With a much needed sigh of relief, Rainbow Dash lowered the bars of the crib, and carefully climbed out. She walked up to the clerk, and retrieved the card the photos were stored on.

“Now, we just plug the card into the computer to make sure the photos came out right,” the clerk explained “Then, you can send them to whoever you want, or print them out here for a small printing fee.”

“Just put the photos on the computer so I can get out of here.” Rainbow Dash complained.

The clerk did so, and Rainbow Dash breathed another sigh of relief when all of the taken photos showed off the diaper brands perfectly.

“Send them to my friend,” Rainbow Dash instructed “She gave me her e-mail address, so she should be able to see them.” And with that, she whipped out her phone and prepared to call Pinkie Pie, asking her which photo she liked best, and thus what brand of diapers she wanted.

Much to Rainbow Dash’s surprise, however, the clerk looked at her with a smile and said “Perhaps, you would like to be changed into a clean nappy first?”

“What are you talking about?” Rainbow Dash asked, before she looked down at her diaper. The padding was disturbed by a noticeable yellow stain in the front, and a small bulge in the back. A ghastly smell assaulted Rainbow Dash’s nose, making her cringe in disgust. “How did this happen?” she thought angrily to herself.

The store clerk simply smiled, as he escorted his customer to the changing stations. This sort of thing happened surprisingly often.

Pinkie Pie looked through all of the photos sent to her laptop, and smiled. “Dashie looks so cute in these diapees,” she said to herself “Wonder why she hasn’t called yet? Maybe she’s trying on more brands for herself? That’s why I sent her to the store with such vague information. It worked with me.”

Pinkie couldn’t help but chuckle, as she remembered how Mrs. Cake had brought her to the store, claiming that she needed Pinkie’s help to pick out diapers for Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Only for her to learn that it was a store that specialized in diapers for adult and teen babies.