Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Without a moment’s hesitation, Rarity boarded the flight bound for Lutetia. She found her seat, placed her luggage (including her changing supplies and emergency diapers, in case she needed them) into the overhead compartment, and sat down. She then began to scroll the magazine she had pulled out of her travel bag.

“I hope the ponies in Lutetia are as friendly as the ones here in Ponyville.” Rarity thought to herself, as she occupied her attention with the magazine, while she waited for the plane to take off.

After about a half an hour of waiting, the plane’s jet engines started to roar, as the airplane slowly moved onto the runway. It halted for a second, while the pilot awaited the go ahead from control tower. Then, with a tremendous roar, the airplane taxied down the runway, and lifted off into the sky.

Rarity watched in amazement, as the town of Ponyville shrank to the size of a miniature playset, as the jet plane climbed higher and higher into the sky. For Rarity, it was an experience she had not experienced ever before, even when visiting the city of Cloudsdale via hot air balloon.

In only a matter of minutes, the plane reached its cruising altitude, and the seat belt sign was turned off. The flight attendant announced that they would arrive in Lutetia in a few hours, and made sure to thank the passengers for flying with the airline.

Several passengers took off their seat belts, and got up to stretch their legs or sometimes even wings. Others stayed in their seats, listening to music, or watching the in-flight movie on the various screens provided.

Rarity yawned, and went to sleep. She always felt drowsy on long flights, and a nap would help to pass the time until the plane reached its destination.

Rarity slept peacefully for what felt like a long time, but the fashionista was suddenly and rudely awakened by an ominous gurgle in her stomach.

Even though she knew what that meant, Rarity took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. “Just relax, Rarity. You know where the little fillies room is. That’s the reason you booked this seat.” Slowly, and carefully, Rarity got up from her seat, taking great care not to overtax her body and make it release into her diaper. The last thing she wanted, was to spend the rest of her flight in a yucky diaper.

Fortunately, Rarity had the foresight to book a seat close to the bathroom near the back of the plane. So, with a few careful steps, she made her way across the aisle, trying her best to concentrate on holding it in. The fashionista praising her years of potty training for giving her the control she needed.

With a triumphant smile, Rarity slipped into the confined spaces of the bathroom, locking and shutting the door tightly behind her. With seconds to spare, Rarity pulled down her skirt, dropping her diaper to her knees. She frowned, as she saw that a faint trace of urine had leaked into the padding. But she would worry about that later.

“Let’s get this over with.” Rarity thought unhappily to herself, as she seated her rump on the toilet, just as her body decided it could hold back no longer. Rarity could only hope, that there would be enough toilet paper in the stall for her to wipe herself clean with. Whenever she got really stressed, she tended to use up a lot of toilet paper.  True, she loved her diapers, and using them, but being stuck in them would not only inconvenience herself and her fellow passengers, but rarely being allowed to go up and about would most likely assure a nasty rash.