Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Fluttershy and Sunset Shimmer stood in line at the airport. The human world’s Twilight had invited her new friends for a beach vacation at her aunt’s beach resort at Haytona Beach. The others had gone ahead, leaving their two fellow Teen Babies to arrive last. Fluttershy and Sunset shifted from foot to foot. They hadn’t had a chance to change yet, since if they lost their spot in line, they’d have to head all the way to the back, which would take them at least two hours to make it back to their spot.

Their diapers, which Princess Twilight had enchanted to block out any and all smells and most sounds, were quite full. Thankfully, the skirts they wore were just long enough to conceal their sagging diapers. Their pacifiers, concealed by their shirts, hung from strings around their necks. Their changing supplies were in one duffle bag, while their luggage, aside from their impromptu diaper bag, consisted of two suitcases each.

The duo tried to pay attention to anyone else but the security guard. The hand passed over their padded rumps, and beeped. The female guard pulled them aside for a strip search.

Sunset blushed, covering her generous breasts with one arm, her full diaper on display. Fluttershy was in a similar predicament. “Alright you two, it-Flutters?” The yellow skinned woman blinked.

“Mommy?” Fluttershy asked, cocking her head. Her mother, Barricade, lieutenant of Canterlot Police Department, often volunteered at the airport, or other security based jobs. “Oh thank the Maker it's you.” She sighed, dropping her hands.

“Well, aside from carrying two loaded diapers,” The two blushed even more, “I think you’re, well, clean.” She patted the desk, laying out changing mats and supplies. “Ok then, even if this wasn’t an exact strip search, I don’t think the rest of the TSA will get miffed at you carrying out plushies and your diapees.” The two laid down on the table with muffled squishes. “Let’s get you two changed.” With experienced and tender hands, she went to work cleaning the duo, humming.

After a quick change, and a quick pat down, the “strip search” was completed. Sunset stretched, pulling on her jacket. “Thanks Mrs. Barricade.” Sunset smiled, as they headed to their flight.

“Anytime girls.” Barricade smiled, as she went back to scanning passengers.