Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

It has been a little over two months since the uniform reform went into effect had Crystal Prep. As her last act as Principal, before evidence had convicted ex-Principal Abacus Cinch to at least ten years in prison, had made it so the uniforms, instead of being trendy, stylish private academy uniforms, they were more or less military fatigues now.

Gone were the comfortable blazers and slightly short, skirts. Now, both male and female students wore tight, button down shirts, slacks, boots, and pressed shirts, all in the school colors. Many of the students, including Lemon Zest, Sour Sweet, and their friends had joined a rebellion. Many of the Teen Baby students had decided to forgo the painfully tight pants for their diapers, and had either worn their jackets open with rather cutesy shirts beneath, or plastered the new jackets with various stickers.

After a Cadence had been installed as permanent principal, she had repealed the militaristic uniform policy, and replaced it with the old one. She had congratulated the group that their counterreformation movement had succeeded. Though she did allow them to wear diapers under their skirts or pants, as well as the rather cute shirts beneath their blazers. As long as they weren’t harming anyone, she was fine with it. Plus, her students weren’t the only ones who indulged in a little youthful rejuvenation.

Sour Sweet, Sugarcoat, and Indigo Zap were currently chatting with each other by Sunny Flare’s locker. Sunny was out sick with a bad case of food poisoning. “So, what did SF eat anyway?” Sour asked, leaning against the aforementioned girl’s locker. She was wearing one of their CHS friend Rarity’s newly made diapers, patterned after Crystal Prep. While it was a bit thick, it was breathable and comfortable. A pacifier dangled from a string around her neck.

“I heard it was the crab and egg rangoons at Craw Dad’s Seafood Bonanza.” Sugercoat replied, sucking on her pacifier at an angle that allowed her to speak coherently. Her own diaper, a mint green white, was slightly visible beneath her skirt. She was a bit wet, but was used to it. She needed them anyway.

Indigo shuddered, “That must suck. I pity her parents, I mean, imagine how bad it must be changing her when she was food poisoned by that.” She blanched. She wore an aqua blue diaper with a dolphin print. She absentmindedly drank some People Like Grapes cola from a baby bottle, trying to clear her head of mental images. Her two friends nodded in understanding. “Well, at least our little counterreform  of Cinch’s stupid dress code worked.” Her two friends grinned, as they high fived. “Diapers forever.”

Suddenly, the bell rang, and the trio waddled off to their next class. Little did they know of a certain blonde, snobbish Canterlot High student spying from behind a corner. He’s repeal this babyish counterrefformation even if it killed him.