Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

After she had bought herself groceries and diapers, Cheerilee had set herself off to find the closest bathroom in the supermarket, until she found it just next to the entrance.

"How did I miss that, I have no idea." she muttered to herself, as she pushed the door inwards into the bathroom, which was oddly tidy and clean and lacking of any sign of wear. Cheerilee moved closer to the door of a bathroom stall and tried to pull it, finding it closed.

She tried her luck with another door, but a cavernous female voice said "Look at the damn disk!" which made Cheerilee try out the last bathroom stall left, but, alas, once she looked at the disk, she saw it was labeled as "Occupied."

"Damnit," Cheerilee said, as she rushed out of the bathroom, her diaper reaching its limit and threatening to leak at any moment, as she had expelled some more poop in the meanwhile, and getting more and more uncomfortable by the minute.

"I'll have better luck going back home to change at this point," Cheerilee whispered to herself, as she rushed out of the supermarket with her bags on her shoulders, and running on the sidewalk towards her home deep in the town's center. She ran and ran, trying her best to avoid the passersby, until she crashed against a lamp post.

Cheerilee bounced off the metal of the street light, searing hot pain in her face and a drip of blood going down her nose. Her bags spread all around the road and sidewalk and she collapsed in the opposite direction of the street lamp.

"Are you alright ma'am?" A nearby man said, as he rushed towards Cheerliee, who was holding her nose while sitting down on the sidewalk.

Feeling dizzy, Cheerliee gestured with her right hand towards the man, slowly getting up with a squishing sound.

"My head feels light, but I'm fine, just fine, really." Cheerliee said, as she slowly turned around to the man, and seeing that, behind his long brown beard and under his tweed flat cap, there was a look of mild confusion and surprise.

"Are you sure? You seem to be..."

Cheerliee tilted her head towards the man, before having an idea. She looked in front of her. Her skirt had a giant wet spot, clearly not brought by the very limited loss of blood she had suffered due to the nosebleed. there was a puddle of urien just underneath her too, leaving no doubts abotu the stain's nature.

Cheerlie blushed flutered, as she got up and grabbed the bags in a hurry and left towards her home.