Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Farsight had had always been a curious pony since early childhood. When he was little more than a toddler that had just gotten out of diapers, toddler, he had managed to tour his hometown and get back home with his own wings. At six years of age, he had learn to properly travel the great distances between major cities just for see what they had got. He had learn as much as he could about as many things he could,. When he joined the military at sixteen, his first duties after boot camp were as member of a recon patrol and, later on, as spotter.

Farsight was missing those good days. He had expected his duties at the Royal Guard to be more intense, than simply standing around like statues. Currently, he was stationed in front of Princess Luna's bedchamber, guarding it.

"Half past midday, half past midday and everything's well." He chanted to himself. He then sighed. "The Princess has been inside there for hours now, and I keep hearing crinkling. sure she must be busy, if she has to treat her precious books that way."

He looked at the empty corridor right in front of him.

"Now that I think about it... I wonder what she's actually doing." Farsight muttered to himself "I've heard rumors of Princess Luna wearing diaper due to a gravity shift from the Moon to Morin. Maybe..."

Farsight scratched his chin. Snooping was really tempting, no matter how wrong it was. He shrugged, as he turned around.

"After all, I can claim that I thought that the crinkles were coming from a dangerous intruder inside the room." He said, as he carefully and slowly lowered the door's handle, before moving it outwards a little. He peeked inside.

Farsight saw Princess Luna, stripped bare of her regalia, laying on her dark blue pillow-sofa and drooling, as she wore a diaper around her crotch which, judging from the coloration, was begin wet right there, right now.

Farsight blushed, his wings rising, as he then saw Princess Luna moved her right hoof over the diaper, rubbing the front with a slight moan of pleasure at each stroke.

Farsight immediately closed the door behind, beet red in the face.

"That was... interesting."