Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

by Daxn

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Random, Slice of Life
Length: 277006

You want to have a quick bite of ponies in diapers cuddling together? Do you prefer them acting all foal-like and cute? Or perhpas them regressing to actual little foals? Or a combination of both? Or maybe you'd like all of those with a little spice?

Do you have a little time? Then you'll enjoy this growing collection of short mono-chapter mini-fics, written by members of the Padded Ponies & Adult Foals group and the Adult Foals and Diapered Pony Crusaders group.

As it can easily be guessed, as a rule, all the stories will feature diapers in some way or another. Aside from that, stories can vary a lot, from romantic to dark, or burlesque, and so on. Some chapters may be tagged "NSFW" in the future in each chapter's title for anyone trying to avoid them in favour of cute/ less-smutty stories… or people doing the exact opposite.

Some authors may choose to tag their stories in the author's note so you know what to expect beyond whether it's safe for Woona or not, but others may be unknown until you read (or unspoiler the tags).

Due to the fact that the aim of this is not stylistic and grammatical perfection, quality will vary a lot between chapters (although all of them will get basic proofreading at the very least).

If you'd like to join us, feel free to do so as new people are welcome. As you can easily guess, no experience is required, nor do you need to be a native English speaker to participate [size=0.4em](also because that would make me an hypocrite, eheh…)[/size].

Click over here to see how to take part if you're from the Adult Foals and Diapered Pony Crusaders group.

And here if you are from the Padded Ponies and Adult Foals group.

Covert Art courtesy of Stargrazer

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-02-19 19:54:14 UTC

Please by Flutterpony

"Granny says Ah've gotta stop usin' these." Apple Bloom's mouth twisted unhappily. "If it weren't for the fact that she's just a little bit nutty and AJ's a little... weird when it comes to bein' a big sister, Ah might not've been able ta even beg to keep the ones I got." The floor of the secluded clubhouse creaked as Apple Bloom pivoted to look back where her friends stared at the thick cloth and simple foal-pink cover secured around her rump. "It's lucky these are reusable, but they're a pain to wash out without gettin' mah hooves well... n-never mind." Despite opening up, she didn't feel quite ready to explain how the smell lingered on her hooves even after scrubbing them thoroughly whenever her pleas to Applejack or Granny to wash it for her were rejected.

"What about Big McIntosh?" Scootaloo's gazed flicked briefly at the little Apple's face then back to stare again at her friend's diapered rump.

"Seems t' not care," Apple Bloom shrugged with one foreleg, "er else pretends not to."

Sweetie Belle inched forward, focused as they talked, intent on eventually working her way opposite Scootaloo who hadn't been shy at all, but now extended her hoof uninvited to prod at the impermeable outer layer to test the density of the material beneath it. It felt at least a pony's muzzle thick, she decided.

The contact Sweetie observed between the two made her eager enough to forget her shyness, and, taking a few steps forward, she extended her hoof as well to feel. "I bet Rarity would never let me wear a... a diaper." A glint in the little unicorn's round eyes and the slight parting of her lips hinted of envy. Her hoof moved back over the padding and across the yellow crusader's right buttock, causing Apple Bloom's small red tail to twitch upward involuntarily.

"So... whadd'ya both think?" Apple Bloom blushed faintly, looking between each of her friends.

Scootaloo withdrew her hoof and grinned suddenly, mischief forming on her brow. "I think... n-now that you've got it on, you should use it!" The tiny orange pegasus stifled a giggle and felt her face grow warm.

Sweetie gasped, and her face lit. "Yeah!" The crack in her voice was pure excitement, no note of teasing as there had been in Scootaloo's. "You should!" Despite encouraging Apple Bloom to mess herself, Sweetie moved in closer. Her hoof eagerly, innocently stroked directly beneath the little earth pony's tail.

"H-hey!" Apple Bloom jumped a little, causing the small ivory filly to retreat a bit. "Watch it! That tickles!"

"Oh! Uhm... Sorry, Apple Bloom." Sweetie looked away embarrassed.

"It's... alright, actually." She pondered a moment. "Ah think I liked it. ... Ah just wasn't ready, I guess." Apple Bloom shifted awkwardly, still twisted to look back at her friends. "If ya really both don't think it'd be too, uh... weird, Ah—ah guess I could go ahead 'n... make somethin' back there."

Scootaloo looked pink-faced and uncertainly at her friends' odd interaction and their unexpected willingness until another idea suddenly hit her. "Do it—do it! And, when you're done... Sweetie Belle, you have to change her."

Syringe by XXXX

Fluttershy was not liking the day she had until then.

First she had to get up earlier than her usual for go to the doctor's office and get some immunization shots, then she had to deal with an obstructive secretary, then the doctor mixed up the phials of mediciens and weakened bacteria to the point of creating somethign else enterily, which lead to Fluttershy regressing, and, since the doctor had no idea abotu what he put in Fluttershy's system, he told Flutterhsy to wait for the effecto to wear out and call somebody for take care of her, leading to...

"Well, at least you'll get your money back on that, Fluttershy darling," Rarity said, as she lifted Fluttershy and put her on the workshop's table.

"B-but... my animals..." Fluttershy whined, as she crinkled around in her large pink-ish diaper.

"Your animals are under the Muncipality's care for as long as you will be in this situation," Rarity sighed, as she took a meter and measured Fluttershy's barrel "having clients in middle places of the government is a wonderful thing."

Fluttershy grinned and nodded, as she let Rarity keep measuring her in silence and quiet.

Hopefully she doesn't wish to use me as a dress-up doll, Fluttershy blsuhed a little, as she squirmed a little out of instticnt, while Rarity was measuring Fluttershy's forehooves. It's be so embarasssing to be  shown in this state... in whatever she plans to make...

Rarity diligently rolled up her tailor meter and put it on the table, before grabbing scissors and three rolls fabric.

"And, in case you will remain in this state for long," Rarity said, snipping away some purple cloth "I am now making you some clothes to keep you warm. After all, I would hate to leave such a sweet baby pony cold and bare liek this."

That said, Rarity put down both the fabric and the scissors to boop Fluttershy's little nose, which caused the latter to scrunch up.

This is going be loooonnggg... Fluttershy thought.

Photo by Eu Vou!

Sweetie Belle was unsure if she had made a mistake, when she had agreed to go with her sister to the new buisness that opened in town, which had claimed it needed both advertisments and some clothing done.

"Does the diaper need to be this thick for all of this? I can't even join my knees togehter!" Sweetie Belle said as she attemtped just that, making the pink diaper covered with yellow-ish frilly plastic pants crinkle loudly, but still not making her knees anywhere close to touch. "Also, what's up with this dress?"

Sweetie Belle grabbed the purple hem of her white batiste dress, which contained, aside from many plissets around the waist, puffed up shoulders and short sleeves with light pink crochets as decorations, the in-built skirt with ribboned hems stopping shy of the diaper, thusly revealing the garment quite often, plus, a light blue pacifier was dandling on her chest by a matching-colored chain in turn hanging from a pacifier clip hidden by one the dress' creases.

"Well, Sweetie Belle, my dearest sister," Rarity said, as she shifted around, her short blue skirt barely covering her white cloth diaper, a pastel pink hearth sewn on the front, and the short light red shirt leaving her belly button exposed and her white lace bra somewhat visible "they did say they needed clothes and modles, both chidlren and adult ones, they simply did not say what for."

Sweetie Belle sighed, as she let herself sink in the red beanbag chair she had been sitting on for a while now.

"Guess you're right. I just hope that nobody in school will see me like this..." she pointed at her own dress with a hint of blush. Rarity chuckled, putitng a hand over her mouth.

"I am quite sure it will be fine. I mean, Baroque is all the rage of late, and who knows if they will notice the diapers at all." Rarity said, as she gestured with her arms around, laying on her back on her blue beanbag chair, just before grabbing her red pacifier and toy with it around. Sweetie Belle sighed and shrugged.

"Hopefully... but maybe the pacifiers will stick out" "Considered their usage in raves," Rarity said, popping it in her mouth and then extracting it a few seconds later "they might not mind it. As for me, I think they work wodners for de-stress, but, if it doens't work for you, eh, de gustibus..."

Sweetie Belle winced slightly at the sigh of her sister popping the pacifier right back in her mouth

"Right... right..." she muttered, as she then looked around the garishly-colored and painted room she was in, trying to not midn the three adult-sized changign tables in threee different corners, the lines of wooden chests painted brightly and clearly overloadedwith toys, and the fully-assembled highchair whose size suggested an user of a size unusual from the norm. In fact, Sweetie Belle quickly decided to jsut look at the sky painted on the ceiling, and try to forget where she was.

She was shaken out by her trance when Rarity actually shook her by the left arm.

"Sweetie, darling, please, get up, they want to take the last photos." rarity said, as she pointed to the green shirt-and-skirt wearing woman standing nearby with a camera in her hands and with a lot of other photographical equipment carried and se up by three skinny men.

Sweetie Belle huffed as she got up on her legs with a crinkle, while the last pieces of the photographical set were assembled.

"Okay," the woman said, grabing an orange plush cat nearby and throwing it at Sweetie Belle "now I'd like a photo of oyu hugging on that cat, then you hugging your sister. Is that alright?"

Sweetie Belle sighed and shrugged, as she grabbed the stuffed cat, and hugged it tightly while trying to cross as much as possible her legs and attempting to gouge a grin out of herself, waiting for the flash to come and hit her eyes.

Cake by SuperPinkbrony12

“Here you go, baby.” Mrs. Cake smiled, as she pulled back her husband’s diaper and dropped a slice of cake into it.

Mr. Cake, for his part, said nothing. He and his wife had decided they wanted to do something to spice up their relationship a little bit. Knowing that his wife had wanted another baby, he had reluctantly agreed to take on that role.

It’s certainly weird doing all of this. Mr. Cake thought to himself, as he felt the slice of cake press up against his bottom. It’s going to be even weirder to go against my potty training, if and when my wife wants me to use my diaper.

“Thank you so much for doing this, honey bun.” Mrs. Cake said sweetly, and gave Mr. Cake a kiss on the cheek. Mr. Cake blushed brightly.

“Well, you’re always calling me baby. It was only natural I started to look the part.” Mr. Cake replied. Just then, a familiar urge started to hit him.

Mrs. Cake wasn’t all worried, she’d seen that sort of look before. It was the sort of look that easily said “I have to go pee pee.” And poor baby Carrot Cake looked like he needed to go pee pee really badly.

“Uh, mommy.” Mr. Cake said softly, trying to keep a straight face as he looked at his wife.

“If you have to go, then go. I’ll change you when you’re finished.” Mrs. Cake replied, giving her husband a knowing wink that told him to just let it go.

Mr. Cake sighed and set to work. It took a few minutes, but with his wife singing softly to him, it wasn’t long before he could hear the sound of his urine flowing into the diaper. When he had finished, a noticeable yellow tint had appeared on the front.

“I’m…. done.” Mr. Cake declared, a sudden burst of confidence sweeping over him. Suddenly, he didn’t mind as much that he’d wet his diaper.

“Good baby.” Mrs. Cake said happily “I think that potty break has earned you a treat. Would you like another slice of cake?”

“Yes please, mommy.” Mr. Cake replied, knowing full well that Mrs. Cake would stick the slice into his diaper.

Cotton Candy by XXXX

Nurse Redheart usually didn't mind to work inside a hospital for a provincial town. After all, the load of work, compared to bigger hospitals, was obviously smaller, and the nature of Ponyville as former woodland frontier just excerbated it. A common problem were rare illnesses or complicated operations, since the equipment usually was lacklsuter, but those were thankfully rare.

Sadly, the case she had in her hands did not allow for a transfer, despite the need for a medical compound that needed to be shipped from the oppsotie side of the country.

"No, Pinkie, no!" Nurse Redheart said, as she slapped Pinkie Pie's hoof from the tray of instruments "Don't touch them, those are not toys!"

Pinkie Pie looked sidewyas at the nurse.

"Not toys? But they pretty color!" she asked, her wide blue eyes lookign at Redheart pleadingly.

"They are not, Pinkie. They are sharp, so you might get hurt with them, and some of them are poisonous too," Nurse Redheart quickly took the cart in her hooves, and pushed it aside, before turning back to Pinkie.

"Now, where we were?" Redheart muttered to herslef, as Pinkie started to suckle on the cloth table's cover calmly. Nurse Redheart sighed at that sight, as she remembered she wanted to get some blood samples. Movign the tray closer but not close enough for Pinkie to be tempted, Nurse Redheart peeled away the trasparent film wrapped around the glass phial and uncapped the syringe's needle, before setting it in her mouth firmly.

"Hold still and relax, it'll hurt less if you do." Redheart siad behidn the syrigne, as Pinkie immediately did the opposite and jumped back startled, curling up and shivering a little.

"Nuuu! I no like shots, they hurt!" Pinkie said, as Redheart got closer and clsoer.

"Don't worry, it will hurt only a little," Nurse Redheart tired to say in the attmept to soothe Pinkie. Sadly, she wriggled away on the floor, shivering even more. "Nu! I do not want!"

Nurse Redheart sighed, as she put the syrigne down, while her mind quickly tired to remember what was Pinkie's main rive, until.

"If you behave, I'll buy you some cotton candy!" She said, attemptign to warmly smiel at Pinkie.

Apparently it worked, because Pinkie Pie pronked back up on the table, now hopping up and down on it.

"Cottocandy! Cottocandy! Cottocandy!" Pinkie squealed as she did so, makign the examination squeak loudly.

Apparently, it had worked all too well, which made Nurse Redheart groan a little and say starnly "Pinkie, settle down, or else I can't draw the blood and you won't get your cotton candy later!"

Pinkie Pie stopped immediately, pouting, as she pointed her flank towards Redheart. The latter adjsuted the syrigne in her mouth, and, after poking around the skin a bit, until Nurse Redheart recognized the presence of a vein down the pink pony's hide.

Nurse Redheart inserted the syrigne inside, making Pinkie yelp loudly, while Redheart carefully let it fill up. Ocne this was done, Nurse Redheart emptitied the syringe inside the phial, before grabbing a patch and, peeling the papers from the glued part, applied it on Pinkie's small wound, before giving it a quick peek.

"There, done!" Nurse Redheart said, as she felt somethign warm and wet touchign her frotn hooves and an hissing sound.

"Oh, for Celestia's sake, I have to diaper her."

Scent by TheKillderLegacy

The day was beautiful, birds were singing, harmony could almost be breathed  and everything was going fine. Well, except in the Carousel Boutique, where Rarity was planning something different and somewhat stressing for that day, something that could shock her friends FOREVER. For the occasion, she had decided to wear a purple dress that covered her entire torso and flank.

"Ow! Where are they?!" said Rarity "I don't know for how long I can handle this secret!" "Handle what?" said Sweetie Belle.

"Nothing! Nothing! I was just waiting my friends, and…” Rarity stopped briefly.

“And what?”

“Sweetie Belle, darling, can you play with your friends until I finish talking to my friends? When I’ll be done with them, I promise that I will play with you like sisters, okay?" Rarity said, after taking quick breath.

"Alrighty Rarity!" Sweetie said, and with that Rarity was left alone, allowing her to breath in relief.

"I wonder what my sweet sweetie sister would think of me, if she found out my secret. I think she isn't prepared already to know that I like to..."

Ding Dong!

"Oh! They are here! Let me adjust my mane…” Rarity messed around with her mane, until was curled up correctly again “Okay, I’m fine now."

Rarity then went for the door, feeling butterflies in her stomach

"Hi Rarity!" said the five friends of Rarity at the same exact time.

"Good morning darlings! Come in!" Rarity gestured so, and the ponies entered in the boutique.

"Would you like some tea, girls?" asked Rarity, before adding  “I have bought it from a Saddle Arabian merchant. Cost me quite a bit, but I think that each cent was spent well, considered the quality.”

"Wow, quite generous from you. Then again, you were the Element of Generosity." said Twilight.

After quite a lot of time spent chit-chatting about the everything and the anything happening of late, Rarity decided to gather her courage and finally tell her friends the secret that she had been keeping until then. She got up a bit dramatically.

"Girls, I wanna show you all my new creation." Rarity said and Fluttershy asked after that "What is it Rarity? We’re all curious"

"Well... It's a new scent! But no any scent, it's a special scent, one that neutralizes any bad odors and smells and instead creates a perfume."

The ponies looked her Rarity sideways simultaneously, looking at their white friend in confusion and making Rarity feel unnerved.

“What’s the true reason? You seems to be hiding something, ya know?” Applejack said to Rarity.

"Well..." Rarity titubated, fiddling her front hooves around.

"Yes?" said the five ponies in a group.

"The real reason that I invited you, girls..."

"YES?"

"Is a very deep secret that I have been hiding from you for quite a long while!"

"YES?!" They asked, now more impatient.

"Well... did you see the dress I was wearing?" Rarity asked, biting her lip a little and letting out a couple of sweatdrops.

"Yes, Rarity, I -- and the others too -- did, but I don't see how thi..." Twilight was interrupted by Rarity, who silently pulled her dress away from her flank.

Taking off the dress, a white diaper was firmly taped on Rarity’s flank, her cutie mark half-covered.

"Rarity, what is that?" said Applejack asked, looking with eyebrows raised and mouth half-open.

"It's a diaper…" Rarity said

"And why are you wearing a diaper?!" Rainbow Dash said, hovering from the ground by buzzing her wings and looking with only one eye at Rarity while keeping the other one closed.

"It's hard to explain darling..” Rarity said while letting out a barely-audible whine and looking up at the ceiling “I am adult foal, that the only thing I can tell you completely for sure! I like to play and act like a baby foal. Please, girls, do not misunderstand me, I discovered it by pure chance, and I like this so much. It's fun!"

Before Rarity could say anything else, Pinkie Pie spoke up before anyone else "Oh! Oh! I like fun! It's fun! I want to try now!" Pinkie said.

"WHAT?!" was the only thing that the other four could muster to say.

"Rarity is our friend and we got to accept her decision. I know this has been unexpected to all of us, but if she likes it, then good for her." Pinkie Pie jumped onto Rarity and hugged her "Yup, that’s right! Rarity you are our friend, we love you and nothing will change this!"

The other four ponies looked at each other cautiously, as Rarity broke Pinkie’s hug to lower her head and try to make puppy dog eyes at her friends. There was tense silence, until was broke by a general sigh and nod.

Rarity’s ears perked up and she smiled widely.

"Really darlings?! Oh Celestia! I really love you all girls!" She shouted, before trying to hug them all, and getting hugged back, making the sensation of true friendship something that could be directly felt.

After several seconds, Rarity felt strange and said "Oh girls. I don't think I already said why I made that parfume. I think it is going to be needed soon..."

However, Rarity’s friends continued to hug, since they felt comfortable in it, so impeding any other interaction but talking.

"What’s that?" Applejack asked, as the other kept shifting in the hug.

Rarity knew what was happening, but blushed and did not mention it. Soon Rarity's bowels and bladder released themselves without control, because Rarity had been trying to keep her wastes in for quite a while now, and so she apparently her continence all of sudden, filling the diaper with gallons upon gallons of urine and quite a lot of mess. The diaper became enormous, to the point of nearly hampering movements, but the color didn’t change, in no small part thanks to the various decorations that Rarity had placed on the diaper. They didn’t block the smell, though, and it didn't take a long time for the ponies to smell the current, very foul odor, of Rarity’s diaper.

Rarity turned beet red and looked away, as the ponies broke the hug and leave Rarity.

"Well... at least you were wearing a diaper!" Twilight said sheepishly, as Fluttershy fluttered away, whispering “Oh my goodness, I think we should test that spray right away!”

Everypony nodded, as they pinched their noses and waited for Fluttershy to grab the spray and and spray the perfume over Rarity’s diaper, covering up the odour quite nicely, to the point that Pinkie quipped

“This is the best smell in the Equestria!”

And thus nopony remembered the foul odor, they just want smell the very perfumed and very used diaper that Rarity was wearing

"WOW! It really works!" said the ponies "You are an excellent scent maker Rarity!"

"Thank you darlings! I was just worried about one more thing now. How will I tell to Sweetie my secret?" she asked.

Twilight thought for a bit and then answered

"Rarity, let us put it this way: I give your sister magic lessons, I have met quite often with her and I have to say that your sister isn't too young for you to say this."

"Really darling? If you say so... I will tell to her!" she said and the ponies cheered together.

"Thank you all, girls, for coming here and sharing this secret with me, I will call Sweetie home right now!" Rarity said.

The other ponies thanked back Rarity, said bye and left, but before the last pony, Twilight Sparkel to be precise, left from the boutique, she asked "Er... Rarity, Aren't you going to change yourself?"

"And lose this beautiful smell?!"

"Yeah... It makes sense. Bye Rarity!"

"Bye Twilight darling!"

And so, Rarity was alone once more. It was the time to call back her sister and tell her all her secret.

It was scary, but she had take courage in two hooves. Rarity called back Sweetie, and she asked it at the right time, because Sweetie Belle had finished playing with your friends crusaders, so she would be happy to speak with Rarity.

After some minutes Sweetie Belle arrived and Rarity was a bit worried, but pushed herself on anyways.

"Sweetie Belle..." she said.

"What is it Rarity?"

"It' alright if we talk a bit?" Rarity said.

"Alright!" Sweetie answered

"So Sweetie... let me show you this ..." and Rarity showed Sweetie her diaper, still full of before.

"Rarity, why are you wearing a diaper?..." Sweetie asked.

"Sweetie darling... I discovered that I am an adult foal. So I like to use a diaper and act like a baby, that's it."

"Really?!"

"Yes..."

“CAN I PLAY WITH YOU PLEASE?!"

"WHAT?!"

"Yeah! Would you able me to play with you? I would love to play like a baby and use a diaper too, It's seems fun!" Sweetie said with joy. It seemed that Sweetie was too young like Rarity said, that she still liked babyish things.

"Oh Sweetie... you are the best sister ever!" "You too Rarity!" and Rarity and Sweetie hugged themselves in a loveful joy of two babies while, of course, Rarity enjoying her very full diaper.

Doctor by SuperpinkBrony12

All Derpy could do, as she felt the all too familiar feeling of a fresh diaper being taped to her rump, was wonder to herself “Just how do I get into these situations?”

“No need to worry yourself, Miss. Hooves.” Time Turner said, as he completed the diapering job and threw the old diaper into the trash. “It could’ve happened to anyone.”

Derpy knew that wasn’t true, nopony but her would’ve even thought about eating those muffins. There was a reason she always ordered her favorite treat from Sugarcube Corner. But this one time she had decided to try this other bakery she’d heard about. And despite all the obvious signs that the muffins were bad, she’d eaten them anyway.

“It’s a good thing Nurse Redheart had those medical diapers in your size.” Time Turner said to Derpy.

“Yeah, lucky me.” Derpy said sarcastically, sighing to herself. The doctor’s orders were specifically to wear diapers, until the medication they’d given to sooth her upset stomach was out of her system. And that was going to take a long time.

“Look on the bright side, Derpy.” Time Turner smiled “You don’t have to worry about anything. You can just relax, and leave everything to me.”

“You don’t have to cheer me up.” Derpy replied at last, the crinkling of her diaper being the only noticeable sound admisit the otherwise empty silence of her hospital room. “You told me those muffins were bad, but I didn’t listen. This is my own fault. Just leave me alone, and ask the doctor when I’ll be able to use the bathroom again.”

“You’re not the only one who’s done stupid things.” Time Turner said seriously “I’ve ended up in diapers for worse problems than just eating some bad food.”

Derpy suddenly forgot all about feeling sorry for herself, she was interested in hearing what her friend had to say. “Oh really?” she asked Time Turner.

Time Turner nodded “Before I became the self proclaimed ‘Master of Time’ I was a vivid tinkerer. I loved nothing more than to take apart clocks and watches to see how they worked, and then try and see if I could put them back together. As a result, I amassed quite a collection of timepieces and small clocks.”

“I fail to see where you’re going with this.” Derpy interrupted.

“Just wait, I’m getting to the good part.” Time Turner explained “One day, I was in my workshop, working on trying to piece back together an antique clock from town hall’s basement. But I forgot to pay attention to what I was doing, and I ended up causing my entire shelf of hourglasses, watches, and clocks, to collapse on top of me!”

Derpy was shocked to hear such a thing “That’s horrible! What happened next?!” she asked Time Turner.

“Well, I ended up having an accident right then and there.” Time Turner admitted “When my assistant Roseluck found me, she was horrified and nearly fainted. Lucky for me, she didn’t. And after unpinning me and cleaning me up, she took me to the hospital. I was diaper dependent for weeks. And for months afterward, Roseluck would never let me forget about it.”

“That’s quite a story.” Derpy replied, once Time Turner had finished.

Time Turner nodded “Do you see now, Derpy? Everypony has accidents every now and then, and it doesn’t always mean we’re stupid. The important thing is that we learn from our mistakes, and never repeat them.” Just then, a familiar smell filled the air. Time Turner knew at once what it meant.

“Uh, my bad?” Derpy shrugged, as Time Turner sighed and set to work on changing her for what felt like the umpteenth time.

Hug by Daxn

Lex Populi was liking the situation she had been found herself into, after begin lost in the dark and wandering about the park, seemingly for hours on end, crying for her mommy to find her. Now she was laying on the couch inside of stallion's house, after he had offered her shelter for the night, saying that he was going to bring her back home the next day.

"Thank you, nice mister!" She said, as she grabbed the butterfly and flower-decorated sippy cup full of milk given out by her host, a light gray stallion with dark blue mane, before setting it inside her mouth to drink from it.

The stallion nodded slightly, still looking down, as he had been doing for all that time with Lex, muttering "You're welcome Lex Populi, little one."

Lex drank the warm milk from her sippy cup contently, until her stomach was filled up with it and the bottle was emptied, at which point she popped it otu of her mouth and put it aside, letting otu a little, barely-audible burp.

"Pardon." Lex said, before turning around with a slight crinkle brought by the pink-white pull-up she was wearing around her waist, as the soothign effect of the milk made her eyes feel heavy and her body feel less energic.

"Tired..." she whispered, as she then truend her head around towards the stallion "could you please carry me?" He stepped back and frowned, seemingly upset by her request, thus making Lex Populi frown back up and look down at the green cloth of the couch.

"Sorry..." Lex said, not quite understanding why he had reacted liek that, but understanding very well he was upset.

"N-no..." he said, looking down and barely lifting his head "it's fine, but... I'm not fine. I-I should not even have brought you in, for your safety..."

Lex Populi felt even more confused and looked up at the stallion again.

"Saf-ty? What's that?"

"I-it's when you don't have to fear anything because everything that could hurt you is not near or inoffensive..." he sighed "and you're not safe with me here."

Lex Populi was even more confused, and a bit saddened, by the stallion’s words.

“Why?” She asked.

“B-because… because... “ he visibly flinched about, looking around him nervously, as if something was going to strike on him at any moment “I’m n-not a good pony. I’m a bad one. A-a-a v-very, very bad one.”

Lex Populi could see that the stallion had some tears welling up in his eyes. This meant sadness. And, for Lex Populi, nothing was better than an hug for dispel sadness. So she mustered all her forces, and waddled towards the stallion, her pull-up crinkling and hindering her somewhat as she moved, but she marched on, until she was near the stallion’s chest.

There, after begin hit by two tears on her head, Lex buried her head deep in the stallion’s fur, trying to embrace his big chest with her tiny hooves. Lex could hear his host’s heart beating very steadily in his chest, but, before she could hear any further changes in beat, the stallion pushed her away, making her recoil and almost hit the floor on her back.

Ow!”

“Please, don’t!” He said, backpedaling a little more “Celestia only knows what I would do, if you were to hug me longer…”

Lex Populi felt frustrated, confused and a bit in pain, so she released herself by the only way she knewit was common to those three feelings, by tearing up and crying loudly. Immediately the stallion rushed to her, burying Lex’s face in his chest fur.

“Ssshhh, please, don’t cry,” he said “the neighbors already hate me, and I’d hate to think I’ve hurt you in any way. I-I just wanted to help you out. You were alone and scared in the street, calling for your mother… I wanted to try to see if I could do something right with foals, but it seems I can’t...”

Lex Populi slowly stopped crying, until she just quietly sobbed, then, after detaching herself from the stallion’s chest, she tilted her head, still frowning.

“Do something with foals?”

He sighed, turning around andlowerign himself so to allow Lex to jump on him. “Don’t hop on my flank.”

Lex sloppily climbed on the stallion’s shoulders, and then lied down, dozing off.

Waking up, she felt that the surface she was lying on now was harder and colder than the stallion’s fur, making Lex shiver and wet herself a little. Lex slowly put herself back on her fours and, when she did so, she saw her host browsing some pages of a photographic album, his page-turning in the dim light of a candle looking almost solemn in its demeanour, bringing Lex to look at him in curiosity and, why not, awe.

He stopped at a certain point, at which he grabbed the album with his front hooves and put it down on the ground, before sitting down.

“Here it is what I am talking about.” He said sadly,  before setting the candle nearby too “I’m sorry, but I felt it was necessary for you to know.”

Lex cantered, a squishing sound coming from her flank, towards the album, at which point she stopped and looked down at the photos inside. Bette ye, the drawings inside.

Lex Populi saw the sketch of a filly, looking not much older than her, with a big diaper and a weird little box thingy strapped to her rear hooves. Lex saw that the filly looked funny, with a scrunched up face that seemingly told that she was having fun and that she was uncomfortable at the same time.

The second drawing, this one in colour, was of a blushing green colt in girly clothing, like frilly booties and pink diaper, which made Lex giggle at its silliness of it.

The third sketch was of a filly photographed from behind with her tail raised. Lex’s eyebrows arched, as she did not understand the point of that drawing, but she found it nice-looking nonetheless.

The fourth was, once again, in colour, and was representing a more dressed up like Twilight, but without the smock, changing the messy diaper of a little colt.

“That’s why you should not be here, and why I’m begin a foolish monster in letting you in.”

Lex looked up still at the stallion.

“I don’t get it…”

He sighed, almost of relief “Blessed naivety… your parents will sure explain it to you, once they will have thrown me out of your house after bringing you back.” Then he snuffed out the candle with a spit, before saying “now let’s go to bed. You’ll sleep in the nursery, though, I still don’t want to do a mistake.”

Lex shrugged. He was a nice pony, why would her mommy or daddy throw him out of their house, especially if they had brought her back?

“Lexxy! You have no idea in how much danger you were!”

Lex Populi was rubbing her beaten flank, a couple of tears coming out of her eyes, as she still recalled the scene of the nice stallion of the night before begin chsed otu of her house with a broom.

“But why?”

“He was a stranger, and a dangerous one at that and you don’t kno…” Lex’s mother ranted, before jumping down from the stood sh had been sitting on, and hugging her daughter tightly.

“I-I don’t know what could have happened if they did something to you.”

Lex Populi struggled in her mother’s embrace around. “B-but… he didn’t hurt me, he was scared of being hugged! I don’t get it!”

Her mother loosened the grip a little but didn’t answer until several minutes had passed.

“But you know what happened to the fillies he had hosted the other times?” Lex’s mother asked, breaking up the embrace. Lex,panting, shook her head.

“They had naughty things done to them, some didn’t even came back home!”

Lex Populi looked down.

And yet he still didn’t do anything to her, she had just shown her drawings...

Rewind by SuperPinkbrony12

Filthy Rich had really hoped it wouldn’t have to come to this. But lately, his daughter’s behavior had been getting worse and worse. Nothing he tried seemed to be able to get her to behave. And so, he was forced to resort to this rather unusual option.

“But daddy, I don’t want to wear diapers again!” Diamond Tiara protested, as her father layed her down on his bed and proceeded to diaper her.

“I’m sorry, Diamond Tiara, but I warned you what would happen if you continued to disobey me and cause trouble.” Filthy Rich scolded, sprinkling some foal powder into his daughter’s diaper. “Since you chose to act like a foal, that’s what you’re going to be treated as.”

“It wasn’t my fault those stupid blank flanks couldn’t handle a little teasing.” Diamond Tiara complained.

“There’s a difference between idle teasing, and being a bully. And you crossed that line quite a long time ago!” Filthy Rich said seriously, as he completed the diapering job. “You weren’t always like this though. You used to be such a sweet little princess.”

“But I still am!” Diamond Tiara replied “Nothing’s changed.”

Filthy Rich only sighed, and shook his head. He knew all too well that such a thing wasn’t true. For the past few years, his daughter had gone from being sweet and compassionate, to bratty and rude. It was his hope that this punishment would help him get his daughter back to how she used to be.

Diamond Tiara was anything but happy, as her father lifted her off the bed and placed her on the ground. The padded undergarment now taped to her rump was extremely thick, and made walking very difficult. With every step she took, it gave off a crinkling noise that Diamond Tiara couldn’t stand in the lease.

“Do I really have to wear this thing, daddy?” Diamond Tiara pleaded, trying to utilize her puppy dog eyes to convince her father to reconsider the treatment. Alas, it didn’t work.

“Yes you do. You can’t take it off without my permission.” Filthy Rich explained.

“But what if I have to go to the bathroom?” Diamond Tiara asked.

“Well, you can use your diaper-” Filthy Rich began.

“What?! No way!” Diamond Tiara interrupted.

“Or you can come get me, and I’ll help you take off the diaper so you can go.” Filthy Rich finished “But once you’re done, I’ll have to put the diaper back on.”

“You can’t be serious! You’re treating me like I’m two years old!” Diamond Tiara complained “I can go to the bathroom by myself!”

“I’m sure you can, sweetie. But no matter what, as long as you’re in this house, you’re going to wear a diaper.” Filthy Rich replied.

“But daddy-” Diamond Tiara pleaded. The rest of her sentence was cut off, as Filthy Rich inserted a pink pacifier into her mouth.

“That’s quite enough talking.” Filthy Rich said seriously “Talking is for big fillies. Now, why don’t you go play with some of your toys? If you need anything, just ask me.”

Diamond Tiara wanted nothing more than to spit out the pacifier right then and there, and tell her daddy just what she thought of this whole thing. But strangely enough, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Something in the back of her mind encouraged her to just keep sucking on the pacifier.

Filthy Rich smiled, as he watched his diapered daughter waddle around, all the while sucking on her pacifier. The treatment seemed to be working. “With a little luck, it won’t be long until I have my little princess back to her old sweet and caring self.” he thought to himself, and he sat down on his bed and watched his daughter play with her toys.

Flush by Eu Vou!

Diamond Tiara was just having a blast that day, after she taken away Appel Bloom and Scootaloo's sports bags. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were just standing there, surprised and baffled, as she played around with the two pacifiers, one orange and one lilac, that she found in the bags of her two favourite victims.

"What do we have here?" Diamond Tiara said, swinging the pacifier around as she used a nearby bench as stand for her left foot and smirking at the two girls.

"You can't do this!" Scootaloo shouted, her face bet red, as apple Bloom lookedi n horror and blabbered gibberish.

"Do what? Check if the babies have brought everything for daycare?" Diamond Tiara asked again, as she started to swing around the lilac pacifier too, so that she looked like a yo-yo artist, rather than a bully in a changing room.

Scootaloo started to froth from the mouth, as she stepped foward, once again shouting.

"No, you can't check in my bags, do you get it or not, you, you..." Scootaloo rushed foward with her arms extended in front of her, likely attempting to grab Diamodn Tiara by the neck. Sadly, Diamond tiara's reflex allowed her to jump away and step back gracefully, making Scootaloo stumble on the bench.

"Aaawww, is the wittle baby cranky? Does she needs a diapee change?" She said, as Scootaloo held her nose while lying  on the floor, writhing in pain. She walked closer to Scootaloo, continuing "Do I have to check?"

Scootaloo snarled, as she put her hands on the bench and put herslef back up, a really small brusie just her nose and a drop of blood from her right nostril.

"Don't you dare!"

Diamond Tiara rushed to Scootaloo, laying low and protundign her hand foward.

"Oh yes I dare!" she said, as she went on and rushed to Scootaloo, who rushed back. wth this situation, Diamond Tiara jumped aside, and quickly put herself behind Scootaloo, grabbing her trousers and jerking them down. What she saw was throughtly unexpected.

"Oh, you do wear a diaper!" Diamond Tiara said, after a brief moment of surprise, with a chuckle, as Scootaloo blushed and put them back up "And it's wet too!"

"Shut up Diamond!" Scootaloo said loudly "I already know that I have problem in not peeing myself, don't remind me!"

Diamond Tiara smirked and shook her left index in a negatory way.

"Na-ah, Scooty-wooty, you need some more potty training" Diamond Tiara siad, before waltzing her way in the nearby bathroom stall, rasiign the lid and making the orange pacifier dangle over the toilet bowl, her right food using the borders of the WC as stand "And, since you're been a very naughty girl, I think I'll have to punish  you!"

"No!" Scootaloo ran towards Diamond, and she dropped it.

"Whoopsie daisy!" Diamond Tiara, before putting her middle, anular and pinky figner over the toielt flusher, still cocksure, despite Scootalo's incoming charge "You know, it'd be a shame if I flushed your paci down the drain."

Scootaloo jumped foward in the stall like a puma jumping over a deer, but Diamond Tiara, using the wideness but not lenght of the stall, dodged by going wayside, as Scootaloo's head went right inside the toilet with a small splash.

"Do you give up, Scooty?" She said, as Scootaloo rose her head form the toilet bowl, spitting yellowed water everywhere around her, her hair dripping.

"Just tell me... what do you want? Just... tell me."

Diamond tiara joined her hands together and smiled at Scootaloo.

"I was thinking, why don't you return tomorrow, wearing a short skirt, crap and piss yourself, and go around school all day with a pacifier in your mouth? Oh, wait, even better, why don't oyu mess yourself right now and go practice without pants?"

Scootaloo then asked. "And in turn, what do you give?"

"First of all, I don't flush away your paci, second, I may stop attackign you for five days."

Scootaloo sighed and nodded in defeat.

Excuse by SuperPinkbrony12

Cheese Sandwich was waiting patiently outside Pinkie Pie’s bedroom. It took every ounce of strength he had to not knock on the door and ask what was holding her up. “She should be about done by now.” he thought to himself “It shouldn’t take her that long to get prepared.”

“Alright, I’m finished. You can come in now.” Pinkie Pie called, as she unlocked her bedroom door.

Cheese Sandwich walked through the door, and just as he had anticipated, there stood Pinkie Pie in a diaper. Said diaper had different colored balloons printed onto it, which were designed to fade when the diaper was wet. The tapes were a bright pink in color, to the point where they almost blended in with Pinkie Pie’s coat.

Cheese Sandwich couldn’t help but blush a bit, as he stared at Pinkie’s poofy behind. This is what he’d asked for. “See, I told you that a diaper would make you look even cuter.” he said at last, trying his best not to giggle.

“Admit it, Cheese Sandwich.” Pinkie Pie said, playfully rubbing up against him, before turning and raising her diapered bottom into the air “You just wanted an excuse to see me in a diaper.”

“I can’t hide anything from you, can I?” Cheese Sandwich asked.

“Nope.” Pinkie Pie replied, smiling her biggest smile possible “What I wanna know is, why? I mean, besides the fact that you wanted to stare at my padded rump.”

Cheese Sandwich blushed a bit more, this was it, he was finally going to tell Pinkie Pie the truth. “Because you’re so cute, and I can’t stop thinking about you.” he admitted “You’re so cute that you could wear anything, and I wouldn’t be able to keep myself from gushing over you.”

Pinkie Pie was silent for a moment. She had suspected Cheese Sandwich had some sort of other reason for wanting her to wear a diaper, but she hadn’t thought that he’d admit to having feelings for her. Now it was her turn to blush.

“You’re not mad, are you?” Cheese Sandwich asked Pinkie Pie “I wanted to tell you sooner, but the words just wouldn’t come out.”

Pinkie Pie’s response was to suddenly tackle Cheese Sandwich to the ground, giggly heavily. “Oh, I can’t stay mad at you for long.” Pinkie Pie chuckled “But, now it’s my turn to ask you to do something for me.”

If Cheese Sandwich was worried about what Pinkie Pie would ask, he didn’t show it. “Whatever it is, I’ll do it.” he said eagerly.

“Good. I knew you’d say yes.” Pinkie Pie replied “Little baby Pinkie would like little baby Cheese to come and play with her in her crib.”

“You have a crib?” Cheese Sandwich asked, looking all around.

“We can make one.” Pinkie Pie said, giggling some more “After you put on a diaper of course. We wouldn’t want somepony to have an accident on the floor, now would we?”

“No we wouldn’t.” Cheese Sandwich said playfully “Where can I get changed?” He had no sooner asked, when Pinkie Pie sped away. She returned a second later with a diaper, and a canister of foal powder.

“Right here of course.” Pinkie Pie smiled, as she proceeded to diaper Cheese Sandwich. It was going to be so fun to have a playmate, especially one as cute as Cheese Sandwich.

Cure by SuperPinkibrony12

Sometimes, living in a castle could have its drawbacks. And Spike was quickly discovering one of those drawbacks for himself, boredom.

“There is absolutely nothing to do.” Spike complained to himself, as he roamed the empty hallways of Twilight’s castle. Twilight had come back from a meeting looking rather tired, and had retreated to her room. She had specifically told Spike that she was not to disturbed under any circumstances, before leaving him to his own business.

It was times like this where Spike really missed those guys only weekends with Big Macintosh and some of the other Ponyville stallions. Whether it was talking about the latest hoofball game, playing cards, or even participating in changeling war re-enactments, there was always fun to be had.

By now, Spike had lost track of how many times he had wandered the hallways. But even if he’d been keeping count, he wouldn’t have cared. “What I wouldn’t give for a cure to this boredom.” he thought to himself.

Suddenly, as Spike passed by the bathroom, he was surprised to see that the door was still open. Twilight was normally not one to forget to close a door, but Spike didn’t think anything was up as he walked towards it.

“Twilight probably needs me to unclog a toilet, again.” Spike sighed, and walked through the open door. To his surprise, however, Twilight was nowhere to be seen. And the toilet was flushed and clean.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Spike saw something hidden behind the rolls of toilet paper. Pushing them aside, Spike was surprised at what he laid eyes on.

There was a package of mare sized diapers, and from the looks of things it had been opened not that long ago.

“Well, this would explain that funny smell that’s been coming from Twilight’s room every now and then.” Spike thought to himself, remembering that he’d specifically asked Twilight about it and she had told him it was the result of a practical joke.

Spike had his suspicions, but right now he was more concerned with the absorbent undergarments that Twilight had apparently been stashing in the bathroom. He took one of the diapers out of the package, and instantly took in the smell of a fresh diaper.

“I wonder what it would be like if I put one on?” Spike thought to himself, as he examined the diaper he now held in his claws. When he squeezed it, he could feel the softness as it crinkled in response.

Setting the diaper on the ground, and opening it up, Spike carefully tapped it to his rear. Already, he could feel the added bulk of the undergarment. He playfully pressed a claw against it, and emitted a light giggle when he heard the crinkle.

After moving the package back behind the rolls of toilet paper, Spike waddled his way out of the castle bathroom, leaving the door open. He intended to be back at least once, there was something he needed to obtain to complete his newfound cure for boredom.

As Spike neared Twilight’s bedroom, he wasn’t certain how he’d be able to get Twilight to leave without revealing that he’d been snooping. And considering what happened the last time somepony had invaded Twilight’s privacy, Spike was more than a little afraid that Twilight would be furious with him.

But when Spike finally reached Twilight’s bedroom, all he could hear on the other side was loud snoring. Upon slowly turning the door just enough to peek, Spike could see Twilight curled up in bed, hugging Smarty Pants tightly in her hooves. A noticeable bulge underneath the sheets indicated the presence of a diaper.

Spike breathed a sigh of relief, as he quietly opened the bedroom door all the way. Quick as a flash, he tiptoed into the room, grabbed the canister of foal powder that lay on the ground, and tiptoed back out. “Sweet dreams, Twilight.” Spike said softly, as he closed the bedroom, taking great care not to slam it and wae Twilight up.

A few seconds later, Spike was back in the bathroom, and was sprinkling some powder into the back of his diaper. The scent of foal powder felt so relaxing that he felt tempted to curl up and lay down right there. Were it not for the cold bathroom floors (and the fact that it would look pretty ridiculous) he would do just that.

“That should be enough, for right now.” Spike said to himself, and put the canister of foal powder next to the rolls of toilet paper. Something told him that wouldn’t be the last time today he’d need the canister's’ contents.

“Man, I can’t believe I didn’t think of doing something like this sooner!” Spike said happily “This has to be the best cure for boredom I’ve ever discovered!”

Just then, a familiar tension arose in Spike’s rear. It was then that the baby dragon remembered, he had participated in a pancake breakfast with his friends not too long ago.

Spike eyed the toilet with one eye, and his diaper with the other. “Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to see what it feels like, just this once.” he said to himself, as he turned and walked away from the toilet.

Accident by Eu Vou!

Pinkie Pie was soundly asleep in her bed, snoring away like a saw, her night time protection snug on her bottom and currently sagging due to having fullfilled its duty already.

"Pinkie, wake up, we need to get to the airprot, NOW!"

Mr.Cake's alarmed vocie and the door smalling made Pinkie jolt up and throwing aside the pink covers of the bed. Pinkie fluttered her eyes open.

"Okay, okay, just let me get changed, I'll be done in..."

"No time for it! Grab  a coat and your luggage and let's go, we can dress up propely later!" He said, as he threw a green rainbot to Pinkie Pie, along with green socks and a pair of black shoes, which all hit the border of the bed. Pinkie Pie tried her best to ignore the bulk of her wet diaper and the little bit of mess she had sticking on her butt, sloppily putting the socks on along with the shoes.

Looking at herself, Pinkie figured that her pink candy-themed pjs were better than nothing, and decided to obey to Mr.Cake's order.

"I'm coming!" Pinkie Pie said, putting the coat on and grabbing the luggage under her desk by the handle, rushing in the corridor, where Ms. Cake was buckling up Pound and Pumpkin in the double-seated stroller.

"Did you take everything honey?" Mr.Cake said, as he moved arodun with two black trolley luggages, keeping one on his shoulder and dragginb ythe wheels the other one.

"Yes, Pound and Pumpkin's baggages are here and so are their changing supplies." She said, pointing the two large aqamarine bags just udner the strollet's seats.

Mr.Cake rushed out of the house "Let's move out then!"

Pinkie Pie, ignorign the squishing and the bulk as best as she could, followed, and so did, albeit slightly more slowly, Ms. Cake with the twins.

"Pinkie, we'll go foward and keep the line for you, take care of the security check for the twins!"

"Okey dokie, Ms. Cake!" Pinkei said while she took up in her arm the two babies and Ms.Cake rejoined her husband in the line to the security check. Pinkie took position at the tail end of the queque, her hand luggage in a hand, Pound in her free arm and Pupkin precariusly sitting in Pinkie's  hairdo, quitely chewing on her hair and sleeping at laternate times.

Once Pinkie reached the checkpoint, she grabbed a gray tray and put her hand luggage inside it, before pushing it foward into the X-ray machine.

Now, how do I make the babies pass? Pinkie thought, as she looked at Pound, then at the body scanner waiting in front of her Can't bring 'em inside the scanner and they don't get free pass.

Judging by the irritated commetns comign from behidn her, Pinkie had been holding up the line for too long, so she had to act fast. Pinkie grabbed another tray and yet another, putting Pound and Pumpkin inside them and pushing the trays foward in the X-ray scanner, as Pumpkin waved and Pound slept.

This should do, Pinkie thought, as she blsuehd a little and walked over to the body scanner Let's get this over with.

"Please, stand still and face east," the guard sai alsmot robotically, as Pinkie Pie stepped isndie the scanning booth, facing eastwards as she was told and wating for something to happen. Something happened. Oh, if it happened.

"Ma'am, follow me for the pat-down search." A fat guard on the other side of the scanner said, causing Pinkie to flinch back.

"What? Why?"

"Suspcious findings in your pelvic area."

Pinkie Pie walekd out confused, as the gaurd immediately started to touch her around, before remembering she was weairing an heavily wet and somewhat messed diaper around her rump. Pinkie's face became a single shade of red and her body froze over, as the guard searched around for potential threats attached to her body.

Parade by SuperPinkbrony12

It was a rather rainy day in Equestria, the kind of day where anypony not in charge of the weather would prefer to stay indoors and do nothing at all.

At Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie was trying to pass the time by playing with Pound and Pumpkin Cake. But they were not easily amused.

“Come on guys.” Pinkie Pie said to the twins “I know you want to have fun. Just smile already.” And she proceeded to make all sorts of funny faces towards them.

But aside from a few faint giggles, Pound and Pumpkin Cake didn’t give off any sort of sign that they were entertained.

At last, Pinkie Pie stopped and rested for a moment. She’d been trying really hard to make Pound and Pumpkin Cake smile, but it seemed like today was a day where her usual tricks weren’t working. Even dumping a sack of flour over her head wasn’t enough to get them to laugh.

“This rainy day must be really dampening their spirits.” Pinkie Pie thought to herself “There’s gotta be something that will get them to smile. But what?”

Pinkie Pie looked all around for anything that she hadn’t already used on Pound and Pumpkin Cake. All of their various toys lay scattered about on the ground, they had long since grown bored of them. Even their rattles hadn’t been able to keep them entertained for more than a few minutes.

About the only things laying on the floor of the nursery that Pinkie Pie hadn’t used, were various stuffed animals. And then, Pinkie Pie got an idea.

Pound and Pumpkin Cake were quite surprised when Pinkie Pie suddenly zipped around the nursery, scooping up all of their stuffed animals. They were used to Pinkie Pie coming up with crazy ideas, but that didn’t mean they understood her thought process behind them.

The twins were even more surprised when Pinkie Pie carried the animals over to the changing table. Just what was she trying to do?

“This is going to be my best idea yet!” Pinkie Pie thought happily to herself, as she took some diapers off of the stack, and slipped them onto the animals.

A few seconds later, Pinkie Pie had strapped a diaper to the last stuffed animal, a stuffed monkey. But she wasn’t done yet, there was one last thing she needed to do. Taking another diaper from the stack, Pinkie Pie carefully fastened it to her, taking great care to strap it up properly, and powder herself. With that done, she took one last diaper, and placed it on her head like a hat.

Pound and Pumpkin Cake couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw Pinkie Pie line the diapered stuffed animals up in a row, before putting herself out in front.

“Thank you all for coming.” Pinkie Pie said cheerfully “And now, the first official Padded Parade of Sugarcube Corner can begin. But first, I’ll need two very special foals to help me get the parade marchers up and running.”

Pound and Pumpkin Cake realized at once that Pinkie Pie was referring to them, more specifically to their ability to fly and use magic in short bursts. They could hardly contain their eagerness, as Pinkie Pie came over to their playpen, lifted them out, and carried them over to the stuffed animals.

A few seconds later, with Pound and Pumpkin Cake’s help, the parade began. The twins enjoyed themselves enormously, and the biggest smiles they had ever smiled registered quite clearly on their faces.

Pinkie Pie took those smiles as a sign of a job well done.

Potty by XXXX

Rarity was fully aware that, by deciding to stay at Twilight's side in her strangest hour of need, she was going to live with Twilight's mother, go to Magic Kindergarten with Twilight and, as such, be treated like a foal.

However, after she had presented herself to her and Twilight's new little classmates in a way that caused general giggling in the young audience, Rarity had Twilight explain the rules to her, and she wasn't very pleased.

"You mean that I cannot go to the little fillies' room and that I have to use the diaper?" Rarity pointed at the black sector of the carboard clock, then she pointed cringing at her light pink frilly diaper, making it crinkle and makign the white smock swish around a little, "That's very unladylike!"

"Actually, no," Twiligth said, pretendign to adjust a couple of invisible glasses resting on her muzzle and shifting aroudn in her purple-ish diaper "it just means that you cannot access to it until the teachers decide to bring all the foals there. It's for precaution, you know."

"But we are adults," Rarity said "we can do it safely.I'm sure that the teachers would let us access to the bathroom beofre the little ones." Twilight sighed and shrugged.

"Sadly, we need to abide to the same rules of our classmates. Besides, we are big girls, we can keep it, right?"

Rarity nodded and sighed. "Right, right."

Twilight then started to look around for opportunities to play with her classmates, and Rarity did the same, albeit separated from Twilight.

Time went on. Twilight had dealt with Hard Time's bullying of Lex Populi, while Rarity had found something to do, by playing with dress-up dolls with Ruby Glasses and Turrita and sketching some hypotetical clothes for the two fillies. As Rarity was drawing up the hem of a dress, she found her lower body slightly aching and in need to be empitied. Rarity gritted ehr teeth, as she finsiehd up the drawing, before putting down the green crayon.

"Excuse me, darlings, but I need to do something," Rarity said, getting up and gesturing at the two fillies, who looked with puppy dog eyes at Rarity, who was leaving.

"I will back at you very soon, my little ladies," Rarity siad with a wink, as she went towards the desk, where Nutriz was sitting while scribblind something down on a document. Rarity faked a cough, and the teacher lifted her head up, lookign at Rarity.

"Yes?"

"Nutri- I mean, Ma'am Nutriz, could I please, um..." Rarity blushed a little, then took al her courage in two hooves and said "I need to go out of the class for use the bathroom. Can I go there, please?"

The teacher made a clickling soudn with her mouth. "No, you can't. Wait until Potty Time and we'll talk about that."

"But..."

"No buts and no exceptions," Nutriz then smield and booped Rarity's nose "go back to play with your friends now!"

Rarity pouted and crossed her hooves. "No, I will not, please let me go."

The teacher shook her head, and, seeign there was no point, Rarity sighed and went back to her two little friends.

Hopefully she wasn't going to use her diaper. As she walked next to Turrita, Rarity saw that Turrita holding a jack-in-a-box. Shortly after, the jack-in-he-box opened, but, instead of the usual puppet, Pinkie Pie exited from it, shouting "HI!" and hugging Rarity tightly.

Rarity felt her bowels loosen in surprise. When she realized that...

Airport by SuperPinkbrony12

Pinkie Pie’s face remained bright red, as the security guard checked all around her for anything suspicious. It’s only a matter of time until he finds out. she thought nervously to herself.

Sure enough, no sooner had that thought escaped Pinkie’s mind, when the security guard pressed a hand to the back of her clothes, and felt something squishy. “Please follow me miss.” the guard instructed “I need to do a proper inspectionm to make sure that squishy substance isn’t some sort of bomb or weapon."

“But what about Pound and Pumpkin Cake?” Pinkie Pie asked “I can’t just leave them behind!”

“Don’t worry ma’am.” the security guard reassured her “The other security guards can watch those two over them until their parents pick them up. Babysitting tends to be a part of the job around here.”

Reluctantly, Pinkie Pie followed the security guard until they were in a more private area of the airport. More specifically, the security office. This was where one on one inspections were carried out on passengers the security check deemed suspicious.

“Alright, now I’m gonna have to ask you to take off your clothes so I can check your pelvic area.” the security guard instructed “If you do not comply, you will not be allowed to board your flight. Do you understand?”

“Uh… y-yes sir.” Pinkie Pie said nervously, and removed her coat, pajamas, and boots. Now, she stood before the fat security guard in nothing but a heavily used diaper.

The sight of the diaper, coupled with the rather foul smell that assaulted his nostrils, was enough for the security guard to realize what was the source of the suspicious findings in Pinkie’s pelvic area. “Oh, I see.” he said, after pausing awkwardly for a moment. Pinkie Pie, for her part, said nothing.

The guard tried his best to keep a straight face as he said “Is there anything you need help with, ma’am?” he asked kindly.

“Just point me in the direction of the nearest bathroom, so I can get changed.” Pinkie Pie told the guard “I’ve been wearing this thing since I woke up and it’s really starting to bother me.”

“There’s a bathroom just down the hall.” the security guard replied “Will you require any assistance in ‘cleaning yourself up’?”

“No, thank you.” Pinkie Pie answered “I’ll change out of it myself.”

“Alright, just make sure not to throw the old diaper away until I can have it looked at.” the security guard told her “It’s standard security policy to inspect any and all articles of clothing inside and out.” And he gave Pinkie Pie a bag that she could place the old diaper in, once she had changed out of it.

“Thanks.” Pinkie Pie said, grabbing the bag and her changing supplies, and racing to the bathroom “I won’t be long.” In the blink of an eye, Pinkie Pie disappeared, and the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing could be heard in the distance.

The guard, for his part, sighed and went to fetch a pair of gloves. He would need them if he was going to check that used diaper. The things I do for the safety of our nation. he thought to himself.

Radiography by SuperPinkbrony12

Flameboy Shy tried his best to not move, as the x-ray machine began to scan with a click his lower regions. He was glad he at least had a diaper and a sheet of lead to cover up his private parts.

“Just relax, this should only take a few seconds.” Nurse Redheart called, standing behind the desk that housed the controls for the machine. The patient she was tending to was one that had a rather unusual problem.

It had all begun when Flameboy Shy was just a baby. His parents had tried to potty train him, but for some reason he never seemed to be able to make to the bathroom in time. At first, they just chalked it up to him being a slow learner, and they kept at it.

But as Flameboy Shy grew older, and he was still unable to get to the toilet in time, his parents started to grow worried. They consulted every book on parenting and potty training that they possibly could, but they found no answers.

At last, they had decided that they needed to see a doctor. And on that fateful visit, Flameboy Shy and his parents received the news that would change their lives forever.

“I’m afraid that your son is incontinent,” the doctor explained “He will diaper-dependent for his entire life.”

“How could this be possible?” Shy’s father had asked, furiously shaking the doctor.

“Incontinence is a very difficult subject, and it is one that we are still conducting research.” the doctor had replied calmly “The most likely cause in this case might be damage sustained during childbirth, though it is just a theory.”

“Can’t you cure it?” Shy’s mother had asked hopefully.

The doctor shook his head “Incontinence cannot be cured. Since we do not know what causes it, we do not know what needs to be done to fix it. There could any number of things that could be a factor in control of bodily functions, and determining what ones are not present or not working could take years of research.”

“So then, what are we suppose to do?” Shy’s father had asked.

“For now, all I can do is recommend that the diapers you buy do not leak. There are all sorts of diapers made for people that cannot control their bladder or bowels.” the doctor explained again, writing down a list of diaper brands designed specifically for incontinence.

“Is there anything else we can do?” Shy’s mother had asked.

“Well, we could schedule your son for an X-ray everytime he visits.” the doctor had suggested “By comparing and contrasting the taken X-ray photos with patients that have control of their bodily functions, we may possibly discover new information about incontinence. And one day, that new information could potentially lead to a treatment or even cure.”

And so it was that Flameboy Shy would always have an X-ray taken whenever he visited Canterlot Central Hospital. Over the years, he had tried his best to put up with the endless amount of teasing and bullying he received as a result of his condition.

On numerous occasions, he would be pantsed, and his diaper exposed to all of his classmates. And the bullies would always reply with mean jokes like “Does the little baby need a change?” or “Hey Flameboy, what stinks? Oh, it’s just you.”

Flameboy Shy was fortunate that the teachers and students at Canterlot High were much more accepting of him, and largely willing to leave him alone. It still really awkward to raise his hand in the middle of class, and ask for a change.

“Okay, we’re all done.” Nurse Redheart said, as the X-ray machine was turned off.

Flameboy Shy rose from the table as soon as he was instructed to do so. When he did, he felt a familiar squishy feeling press up against his backside.

Nurse Redheart wasn’t phased at all by the fact that Flameboy Shy had just messed himself, by now she was used to it, and always made to sure have the necessary changing supplies on hand.

“Follow me to the bathroom, and we’ll get you cleaned up.” Nurse Redheart instructed to Flameboy Shy, and the two of them marched out of the X-ray room together.

[NSFW] Rebel by Eu Vou!

Noi felt her hearth race, at the thought of what she was going to do.

Sure, it wasn't much of a rebellion, but it still felt good to do and, besides, it was a really creative way to rebel against her parents' wishes.

Now, let's see where I can hide these, she thought, lookign around in her bedroom for hiding spots for the pack of diapers and pull-ups she was carrying, along with some of the pleasure objects she had borrowed (not without the need of diplomacy and some puppy dog eyes) from one of Carrot Top's friends.

Noi finally noticed a big gap between her bed and the floor, along with some space between the wall and the colorful wall wardrobe.

Perfect! Noi said, as she unnpacked the pull-ups, and sldied them udner her bed in piles of two, before setting a diaper aside and doing the same, stuffing them in the space between the wardrobe and the wall. Noi then put the borrowed objects on the bed, before unfoldign the diaper she kept aside and sliding it partially udner her rump.

And now... she said, taking in her hooves a somewhat small purple  cylinder with blunted-out tip, otherwise known as "dildo" let's start our rebellion.

Noi spread her rear hooves around, as she inserted the purple object up her butthole, casuing her to moan a little. The walls of Noi's rectum closed up nicely against the dildo, casuing a sense of numb pleasure that made the filly drool a little and temptatively go for her vagina with her left hoof.

N-no... there's the promper thingie for it, she thought, as she glanced at the object she was thinking of. It was another cylinder, this one black, connected to a knob remote by a red cable, with strps that made eaiser to keep the remvoe in place. Closing her legs slowly and delicately with a moan, Noi crawled to take up that object in her front hooves.

Done so, Noi spread her labia open, pressing the cylinder delciately in the the middle, a few drop of urine and of an unknown liquid dripping away onto the diaper's padding, as Noi gritted her teeth and let out a pleased grunt. Sliding it slowly, Noi finally foudn the stop, at which point she slowly but surely set it inside her little vagina. With this done, Noi strapped the remote to her right front hoof.

Finally, tape up and enjoy!

With this thought, Noi taped up her diaper, he thickness spreading her legs apart somewhat and the padding pushign the dildo deeper inside Noi's anus. Noi then turned the remote to "4" and let the vibrations do the rest. She quaked, moaned, and bit her lip, pushing the remote up a notch every one in a while, until the vibrations almost became one with herself.

Now! by The Killer Legacy

"Can I talk to you sweetie?" Mrs. Cake asked

"Of course you can," Mr. Cake answered

"It's about ‘her’”

"Oh. Do you really think..."

"Yes, she has been in it for a long time."

"I dont' know... Maybe we are being too fast. We can't wait any longer?

"But she has been wearing it for hours!”

"That’s true. I too don’t know how much time I can endure the waiting.”

"Carrot, my dear. Think about her It's for her safety. Think about how much fun we have with her. how much she makes us laugh, the so many good things we did with her, but she deserves this. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time, so much, that I can't take this anymore! And so, if we make this as soon as possible, the better will be for all us.”

“Look at her, she is there and have no idea of what we gonna do. Maybe she doesn’t need to do this right now. We can try to wait more to see if she…”

“NO! WE MUST DO THIS AND WE MUST DO NOW!” Cup Cake said.

"WOW! WOW! OKAY! You win. So let's do it fast. But I’m just saying that we work and live with her our entire lives we could give a chance to her, and alright that I still continue thinking we couId wait a bit more for she be prepared, but if you say...  It's time."

"It's time. We must to do it NOW!

"Alright Cup. I get it, but how we will do this?"

"I know exactly what to do. Just come with me”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~||~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So. Are you really sure about this Cup?”

“No doubt.”

“If you will... let’s do this.”

“So, here’s the plan, Carrot. We hide here and grab her by surprise!” said Mrs. Cake loudly.

Pinkie Pie who run away, due to the rage in Mrs. Cake’s voice.

“Did you see what happened?!”

“Err… It’s your fault Cup, sweetie. You are angry here.”

“Yes! Sorry honey, it’s just I can’t handle with this.”

“But it’s not over yet! We still can catch her!”

“Yes! Let’s go!”

The cakes took a while to catch up with Pinkie.

“Oh! I can’t endure this anymore, I think I …”

“We are almost there!” He said, tired out by the running.

“I think I can catch her now! Almost there…” said Cup Cake jumping into Pinkie Pie. “Got it!”

“Yeah! That’s my wife!”

“Thank you.” said Cup Cake.

But Pinkie then begun to cry and kick.

“Don’t worry Pinkie… This will be over soon…” said Cup Cake.

“So, now that we have Pinkie with us, let’s end what you wanted to do Cup. Let’s take Pinkie to finish our job “

“Right!” Mrs. Cake said heading for the destination with Pinkie and your husband.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~||~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Carrot sweetie give me my gloves"

"Here ...." Mr. Cake handed over the gloves to Mrs. Cake.

"Clothespin."

"Clothespin!"

"Wet wipes."

"Wet wipes!"

"Baby Powder."

"Baby Powder!"

"New diaper."

"New diaper!"

"Just a bit more and... Tcharam!" said Mrs. Cake "Alrighty my little Pinkie Pie! Now you are in a fresh soft warn clean and a perfumed new diaper! We can go back to play some more!" said Mrs. Cake, blowing raspberries on Pinkie’s tummy.

"Hihihihi!" Pinkie Pie said while laughing.

[NSFW] Vibration by XXXX

Sea Swirl was rolling in her bed, her eyes red due to the lack of sleep,  the noise coming from the flat below managing to keep her awake.

"What do I have to do, for get some sleep here?" She groaned loudly, as she turned yet again, vibrations shaking the floor and her bed, and half-muffled notes of dubstep making a sound that assaulted her ears like the ocean's waves upon a solitary rock endlessly.

After yet another turning in her bed, Sea Swirl had enough. she jumped off her bed, quickly straightned up her mane with a comb found on the baroque bedside table for get at least the semblance of a dignified look, took her flat's keyes from the white ceramic jar with blue flowery decorations, with the help of magic she hung said keys by her mane, then she opened up the flat's armoured door, stormign down the empty stairs in the middle of the night.

After going down barely a flight of stairs, Sea Swirl met up by what, judging from the louder sound that hurt ears and stronger vibration that made coats stand up, was the source of the noise that was keeping her awake tonight.

Sea Swirl took the round brass handle in her magic and knocked agaisnt the oak armoured door, but the noise and theground-shaking vibrations continued. Sea Swirl groaned and tried again and again, everytime failing to receive an answer from the occupiers.

"Ugh, I'll go fetch the skeleton keys from the usher," she muttered to herself, as she went dwon the four flights of stairs that separated her noisy neighbohous from the groud floor.

Feelign a little winded, Sea Swirl reached the apartament complex's administration, only to seee the usher, a dark red bald and sout pegasus, sleeping heavily on the chair and desk, the keys just next to him.

"Whatever," Sea Swirl siad to herself, as she took up the keys carefully with her magic, setting them in her mane, before going all the way back up the stairs, at her pesky fellow tenants' floor. Once  she was in front of the oak door once more, with the vibrations and music still going strong, Sea Swirl shuffled around the keys, which had the number of apartament engraved on the handle, until she foudn the one she was looking for, which had the "71" engraved.

Sea Swirl set the aofrementioend key in the socket, turned it around from right to left, makign the door click and clang laudly,. before pushing inwards delicately, allowing a wave of strong smells and soundwaves to overwhelm Sea Swirl briefly.

"I-is that..." Sea Swirl looked in bafflement and disgust at the scene in front of her. Specifically, there was the flat's owner, Vinly Scratch moaning loudly while sitting atop a black tall loudspeaker with a diaper which, judging from the brown-ish coloration, the smell and the fact that it was seemingly sliming down the loudspeaker, had been heavily used by defecating in it multiple times in a row.

Meanwhile Vinly's roommate, Eletronic Barf, was manipulating a console, moving around sliders, changing record on the fly and sometimes commenting "Do I need to keep shaking your baby pussy, Vinly-vin?"

Vinly could not naswer, as her pleasure made her regress to an infatile-like state in which she coudl only grunt, shriek and moan in pure pleasure.

Sea Swirl, feeling sick, hurried away back in her apartment, flinging herself in the bathroom.

"I'll need a mind-wiping spell after this..." she muttered, just before barfing in her toilet.

Bath by Daxn

Apple Bloom was cursing her sister for havign sent her to a sleepover to Diamond Tiara's place, under her breath, as embarassment and sheer humliation made her blush and look down at the bathtub's water, as Diamond Tiara smirked at the bathtub's side

"How'd you like your bath, Bloom-bloom? Want a rubber ducky?" Diamond Tiara said with a snicker "Oh, right, I almost forgot, the water's too high for a baby. But you're a big baby, so who cares."

The following laughter sounded a lot alike to one of a stereotypical villain, grating Apple Bloom to no end.

"W-what's so funny? I'm not a baby!" Apple Bloom said, looking up with a glare towards Diamond Tiara.

"Well, explain that then." Diamond Tiara pointed at the discarded and messed pull-up that limply lied next to the bathroom's door, the strong smell of poop emanating from it disperded by the open window. "Big fillies don't mess the bed, only little babies do."

Apple Bloom tired to glare strongly, lowering her ears and pouting.

"Well, and you wet the bed, tell me how's that different."

Diamond Tiara flinched and blushed softly, but regained composre immediately, as she made a swingign movement while walking towards Apple Bloom's used nightly protection, grabbing it with her left hoof, a small amount of what was kept inside spilling out, and putting it on her back.

"I know a lot of fillies and colts that still wet the bed at my age, and, besides, I do it rarely," she said, before walkign to the wate bin of the bathroom, opening it up with her right front hoof. "But, pooping in bed? I've never heard of any filly, or colt for that matter, doing it after they are potty trained."

Apple Bloom blushed, but kept her glare up.

"That isn't true!" She protested.

Diamond Tiara made a clickling negatory sound, as she took some toilet paper to clean up after the small spill.

"I don't know anypony that goes to bed clean and wakes up with a bed smelling of number two. In fact, let's make a bet."

Apple Bloom dropped the glare, wary interest in what was going to be proposed ovetaking her.

"Tell me, what do you bet?"

"I bet that, if you can find somepony in this town, besides little foals and the occasional elder, I'll go to school wearing a wet pull-up, I'll pay you ten bits and I will not mock you for it. If you lose..." Diamond Tiara smirked "You'll go to school in a stroller, wearing a diaper used both ways plus a pacifer that you'll keep on suckling for all morning. Do you accept?"

Apple Bloom looked at her rival, then at the water, then back at Diamond Tiara. She could have refused to accept, knowing that the chances of failing were high, but, considered that the possible reward was Diamond not  speaking about her nightly issue, and considered that she could see her humiliated in front of everypony in the class for once...

Apple Bloom nodded.

"Deal!"

Swearing by SuperPinkbrony12

“Can I please have my pacifier back now?” Scootaloo pleaded with Diamond Tiara. Her orange pacifier was resting at the bottom of the toilet bowl, and she wanted nothing more than to reach in and pull it back out. Unfortunately, with Diamond Tiara’s hand still on the toilet flusher, she didn’t dare try to grab it.

Diamond Tiara did not move her hand from the toilet flusher, she just stood there with a smile that would make a comic book super villain jealous. “Not until you do as I asked you to.” she replied fiendishly “So, you gonna obey? Or is your pacifier going bye bye?”

Scootaloo sighed, and quickly took off her pants, handing them to Diamond Tiara. Now her already wet diaper was exposed, but at this point Scootaloo didn’t care. Grunting lightly, she began to push, and within seconds she had completed her business. Her diaper now sagged quite heavily due to the brownish tint.”I’m finished.” Scootaloo declared.

“See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Diamond Tiara asked, as she allowed Scootaloo to retrieve her orange pacifier from the yellowed toilet water. Once Scootaloo had fished it out, Diamond Tiara flushed the toilet. Then she turned to Scootaloo, who had raced out of the stall and was currently trying to clean her pacifier.

“Better hurry.” Diamond Tiara called, walking out of the stall “Practice begins soon. Don’t forget, today is football day.”

“Just great.” Scootaloo thought to herself, as she finished cleaning her pacifier and placed it back in her sports bag. Then, ignoring the massive weight on her hind quarters, she headed out of the changing room and onto the field.

“Hey there, Scootaloo.” Sweetie Belle called, as Scootaloo approached her and Apple Bloom. Then, she took notice of the bulky object Scootaloo was wearing. “Why are you wearing-” Sweetie Belle began.

“Do me a favor and don’t ask!” Scootaloo interrupted “This day is going to embarrassing enough as it is.”

“Diamond Tiara?” Sweetie Belle asked Apple Bloom.

“Unfortunately, yes.” Apple Bloom replied.

A few of the other players couldn’t resist teasing Scootaloo, but most of them were too worried about something else to care.

The football coach was walking up and down the line of players, checking each of them off with a clipboard, all the while saying things such as “Stop fooling around and work on your damn game!” or “What the hell is wrong with you?! Look me in the eye when I’m talking to you!”

When the coach came to Scootaloo, he was anything but pleased with what he saw. “What kind of crap is this?!” he asked, pointing towards Scootaloo’s messy diaper “When I told you to get changed, I didn’t mean soil yourself like a two year old!”

“It was an accident.” Scootaloo lied “I tried to make it to the stall, but I wasn’t in time. I didn’t have time to change out of it before practice.”

“Well, just don’t come crying me to when you get a diaper rash!” the coach replied, and reluctantly checked Scootaloo off. He then continued to move down the line of players, until he reached the end.

When the whistle blew, practice began. Scootaloo found it hard to move about with the extra weight of her diaper, but somehow she managed.

Diamond Tiara, for her part, wouldn’t stop laughing at Scootaloo’s dilemma. This was better than anything she could’ve ever asked for. Suddenly, the coach came up to her, and from the looks of things he was anything but pleased.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” the coach asked Diamond Tiara “You’re here to practice football, not laughing like some damn fool!”

“Hey, mind your own business!” Diamond Tiara replied “I’m trying my best to play! It’s not my fault if some of us don’t like the smell of a used diaper.”

“I don’t care what kind of half assed excuse you’re giving me!” the coach snapped “Either you play the game, or you go home!”

“You can’t tell me what to do!” Diamond Tiara protested “My daddy contributes lots of money to this sports team. If he finds out you’ve been mean to me, he’ll have you fired in no time.”

“I got news for you, and everyone else!” the coach replied fiendishly “I ain’t gonna be intimidated by your empty threats! Now play the damn game!”

“Hey, you leave Diamond Tiara alone!” Scootaloo shouted. She had been watching the argument from a distance, and although she would’ve normally loved to see Diamond Tiara be put in her place, she disliked the coach even more.

“And what are you gonna do about, you big baby?!” the coach asked in a teasing voice “You gonna sit on me with that crappy diaper of yours?! News flash hotshot, the smell doesn’t bother me.”

“Whoever said I was gonna sit on you?” Scootaloo replied, and promptly tossed the football to the coach. Then she turned to the other players and said “Hey everybody, the coach has the ball! And what do we when somebody else has the ball?”

“We tackle them!” the players shouted, and charged at the coach with their all might. The coach tried to pass the ball to someone else, but for some reason he was unable to get it to leave his hands. In a matter of seconds, he was completely bowled over by the players.

Diamond Tiara was completely shocked at what had just happened. “You… stood up for me.” she said to Scootaloo, who nodded in response “But why?” Diamond Tiara asked.

“It just seemed like the right thing to do. As much as I hate you, I hate that coach even more.” Scootaloo replied “And thanks to my smartphone, the whole school board is gonna know about his potty mouth. We’ll see how tough he is when he gets demoted to janitor.”

“And what do you want from me as a result of all this?” Diamond Tiara asked, certain that Scootaloo’s help would come with a price.

“Well, seeing as practice is over, I want you to change me out of this diaper.” Scootaloo said, joining her hands together in a fiendish way.

“Anything else?” Diamond Tiara asked reluctantly.

“Seeing as you’re going to stop attacking me for five days, you might as well make yourself useful during that time, and help me potty train.” Scootaloo added “You said I need more of it, and I can’t think of anybody else who’s more qualified to teach me.”

Diamond Tiara just sighed “Oh, alright. But if you’re not potty trained by the end of the five days, you’re getting no further help from me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Diamond Tiara.” Scootaloo replied, as she and Diamond Tiara made their way back to the changing room stalls.

[NSFW] Teach by XXXX

Orvosti Ostoba could feel that something odd and uncommon had been going on around him in the pasty few days. To start off, a big filly, one looking non-potty trained at that, had joined his Kindergarten class and slowly started to act more and more like one his peers. Then he and his mother had been called by Princess Celestia, and the latter, after asking questions about the aforementioned unusual addition to the class, had given to his mother a list of books. Right now, her mother, after a long time spent looking for books on the list, had been reading them, and started to act... weirdly, to say the least.

"What a nice little sheath you have!" Orvosti's mother said with a smile, while he wiped Orvosti's wet fur dry and clean from urine. After doing so, she touched the tip of his penis' scabbard, which made Orvosti feel a little tingly inside and, thus, blush.

"In fact, it looks so good, I think I'll teach you something!" She said, putting Orvosti down from the changign table, which made him look confused at his mother.

"No diaper?"Orvosti asked, as he remained on his four and looked up at his mother in confusion. the mare chuckle, as she ruffled Orvosti's mane.

"No, no diaper needed for this. Lemme bring you to mommy's bedroom, sweetie. You'll like what we'll do there," she said, as she lowered herself to the ground. Orvosti understanding what the gesture meant, but not what her words implied, jumped on his mother's back, bracing himself by her neck, as she got up and walked up the stairs towards her bedroom. Once there, Orvosti noticed the presence of several objects whose nature was unknown to him.

There was a transparent tube with orange rubber shaped like heavily-deformed lips. There was a black rod with blunted end. There was a red stick attached to a remove. there was a rope with black balls that grew (or shrunk) in size from an end of the rope to another.

"What's that?" Orvosti asked, pointing at the heap of strange objects that lied on his mother's bed. Orvosti's mother chuckled again, as she went to the object-free side of the bed, and put herself at the mattress' level so that her son could jump off.

"Lie down on the bed, sweetie, and I'll show you what each toy is used for."

Orvosti nodded before jumping off on the bed, which squeaked lightly. Truth to be told, Orvosti did not understand how many of those things could be a toy, but he didn't question it, for his mother always knew better, and was going to show him something truly fun.

His mother, once she had went to the other side of the bed, took up the tube with her front hoof and took the rope with balls in her mouth, before going back to her son. Dropping those next to him, Orvosti took the tube with his front hooves.

"Very well~" she sing-sang "Now, set it over your cute little pee-pee, while I start to put those beads inside your tushy~"

Orvosti gulped at the thought of having the beads in his butt. the last time he had something in there, it ended with a trip to the Big Ugly White Coats' house, and he didn't like it in the slightest. However, it was also true that he was the one putting a pen up there. His mother was going to be more careful for sure.

With this thought, Orvosti put his sheath through the weird orange lips of the tube, sending a vague sensation of pleasure from there to his brain, passing like an electric shock in his body. hortly after, Orvosti felt his rear legs begun spread around and something around begin inserted, to much of his discomfort. Orvosti shifted around a bit, and his mother said "Don't worry, soon it'll be all better. But now, keep moving that tube up and down."

Orvosti nodded with a cringe, then he started to move the tube up and down, the tingling pleasant sensation still going. Soon, the sheath started to buzz and, like when he had to pee really badly, Orvosti's actual penis exited from the sheath and peeked inside the tube. As soon as the lips touched his penis, Orvosti felt like he had been blown by the wind onto a new plane of existence. That sensation became stronger and stronger as his mother started to move two of the rope’s balls insde and out from his butt, a welcome addition to Orvosti’s pleasure.

The day after came. Orvosti sure didn’t expect to like to have the black rod firmly stuffed inside his butt and held into place by a diaper that made his movements difficult, while going to Kindergarten. He very excited to tell the others of the new game, but his mother had told him to don’t say a word about it...

Undress by SuperPinkbrony12

“What, are you serious?!” Diamond Tiara exclaimed, as Apple Bloom smiled at her, in a way that made Diamond Tiara suddenly want to be anywhere but her own room.

“Yup, turns out Pipsqueak has the same problem as I do.” Apple Bloom replied, she made sure to leave out the fact that she had secretly bribed Pipsqueak to wear pull-ups to bed and mess them.

Diamond Tiara gulped, she knew what was coming next.

“A deal’s a deal,” Apple Bloom said with a massive smile “You gotta go to school wearin’ a wet pull-up, and you gotta pay me ten bits.”

Diamond Tiara sighed, she knew it was no use trying to weasel her way out of the agreement now. She marched over to her piggy bank, took out ten bits, and hoofed them to Apple Bloom. “There’s your stupid money, now where am I supposed to find a pull-up on such short notice?” she asked Apple Bloom.

“I brought one of mine over specifically for this arrangement,” Apple Bloom fiendishly replied, tossing a clean pull-up to Diamond Tiara “You can go right ahead and wet it, after ya put it on of course.”

“Can I at least wear something besides the pull-up, like maybe a dress?” Diamond Tiara pleaded hopefully.

“Only if ya can find one that doesn’t cover up your wet pull-up.” Apple Bloom replied.

Diamond Tiara just sighed, this was going to be a long day.

“Good morning class!” Cheerilee called, as she walked into the classroom. At first glance, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. But when she gazed across the room for roll call, she was surprised at what she saw.

Diamond Tiara was sitting next to Apple Bloom, and that in and of itself was something that would’ve been surprising. But that wasn’t what caught Cheerilee’s attention, what caught her attention was the fact that Diamond Tiara was sitting in a stroller, and wearing a pull-up that was clearly soaked. The white dress with multi colored flowers did nothing to cover up the undergarment that Diamond Tiara was wearing.

“Diamond Tiara, why are you dressed like a foal?” Cheerilee asked seriously.

Before Diamond Tiara could reply, Apple Bloom spoke up and said “It’s part of that extra credit assignment ya gave us a while back. Ya said we needed to learn responsibility, and what better way to do that, then by takin’ care of a classmate as if she were a foal? Ain’t that right, Diamond Tiara?”

“Yes, mommy.” Diamond Tiara reluctantly replied. Part of the agreement between the two fillies was that while Diamond Tiara was dressed like a foal, she was to be treated as one. And Apple Bloom would be her ‘mommy’. “I never should’ve made that stupid bet with Apple Bloom in the first place. I should’ve just kicked her out of my sleepover right then and there.” she thought to herself.

“Well, the next time you girls decide to do something like this, run it by me first.” Cheerilee said, and then began her lesson plan for the day.

As Cheerilee was guiding the class through the multiplication tables, Diamond Tiara felt an all too familiar urge hit her. Trying her best not to draw unwanted attention, she whispered to Apple Bloom “Uh, mommy?”

“What is is, baby?” Apple Bloom whispered back.

“I have to…. you know…. go.” Diamond Tiara whispered, squirming about in her stroller to emphasize her point.

“Then just go already, I’ll change you once you’re finished.” Apple Bloom replied, turning her attention back to the math problems.

“But mommy!” Diamond Tiara pouted.

“No buts!” Apple Bloom said seriously “Part of the agreement was that ‘mommy’ got to make all the decisions for her ‘baby’. Unless you’re sayin’, you’re goin’ back on our deal.”

Diamond Tiara wanted nothing more than to say that the deal was off, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. Her daddy had taught her to honor all agreements and deals made, no matter how bad they might seem.

Reluctantly, Diamond Tiara stopped holding back and began to push. Within seconds, she was done, and a foul smell began to fill the classroom. Quite a few students took notice.

“Uh, Miss. Cheerilee?” Apple Bloom said, raising her hoof.

“What is it, Apple Bloom?” Cheerilee asked, even though she was certain she already knew what the question was.

“Can I be excused for a bit? I gotta change my filly’s diaper before she stinks up the whole classroom.” Apple Bloom said to Cheerilee.

Cheerilee tried her best to keep a straight face as she said “You’re excused. There should be a changing table in the bathroom.”

“Thanks, I’ll be back as soon as I can!” Apple Bloom replied, jumping out of her seat and grabbing the stroller with her hooves.

“I hate you so much, Apple Bloom.” Diamond Tiara thought to herself, as she was wheeled out of the classroom and down the hall to the fillies restroom.

“Phew, you’re really stinky today. What did ya eat?” Apple Bloom teased Diamond Tiara, as she pushed open the bathroom door and wheeled the stroller inside.

“Just get me out of this thing already, it’s really starting to bother me.” Diamond Tiara complained, an incredibly uncomfortable sensation was starting to appear on her rump, and was driving her crazy.

“Well, first thing’s first,” Apple Bloom said, as she unbuckled Diamond Tiara, and lifted her out of the stroller “We’ve got to get you undressed.” Without hesitation, and without regard for whether or not somepony might see, Apple Bloom yanked the dress right off of Diamond Tiara, leaving only her heavily used pull-up.

It was then that Apple Bloom noticed something, more specifically a red mark nestled at the bottom of Diamond Tiara’s pull-up. She knew what that was, and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Aw, did my little filly get a diaper rash?” she teased.

“Shut up and get me out of this thing already!” Diamond Tiara said angrily, pointing a hoof towards her pull-up.

“Alright, alright.” Apple Bloom replied, and took off Diamond Tiara’s pull-up. Rather than toss the dirty pull-up into the trash however, Apple Bloom instead placed it on the floor near the dress. Then, she carried Diamond Tiara into a nearby stall.

“What are you doing?” Diamond Tiara asked Apple Bloom, as the filly lifted Diamond Tiara up and placed her butt first in the toilet.

“Changin’ you is gonna be a pain without the rash cream, but I don’t have time to put it on you right now, and get you changed.” Apple Bloom explained, as Diamond Tiara sat in the toilet bowl “I’ll come back for ya after class is over, and then we’ll see what we can do about that rash. In the meantime, hopefully that cold toilet water will keep your rash under control.”

“You can’t just leave me sitting here! What will Miss. Cheerilee have to say about this?!” Diamond Tiara protested.

Apple Bloom looked at Diamond Tiara, and said with a smirk “I’ll just tell her I couldn’t find a changin’ table in the bathroom, and rather than have you stink up the school, I left ya with the daycare ponies.” And with that, Apple Bloom walked out of the stall and closed the stall door, making sure to mark it as occupied so that other fillies wouldn’t come in and use it. She then disposed of the used pull-up, and put the stroller and dress off to the side and out of sight. With that done, she washed her hooves and left the bathroom.

Diamond Tiara just sighed, there was no way she could climb out of her porcelain prison without slipping and falling back down into the bowl. Like it or not, she was stuck there until Apple Bloom came back for, assuming the filly ever did.

“Worst, day, ever.” she thought unhappily to herself. The only positive to this situation was that the toilet water was clean.

Swirly by Eu Vou!

Rarity was feeling conflicted, about herself and her interests. Shortly after gaining her cutie mark, once she had discovered what she could do with her body for fun and some of the changes happening to her. She had started to explore the new territory slowly and carefully, sometimes asking to her parents questions about the topic, sometimes shying away from asking them.

So far, it was all smooth. Then Sweetie Belle was born, and everything went confusing for young Rarity. As she watched Sweetie Belle playing with her toys, begin changed everytime she had went in her diaper, and sleeping in her crib, Rarity felt... inspired. Inspired to imitate her in some way, for reasons that seemingly went beyond her ability to understand.

"Come on," she muttered to herself, as she moved the tape measure around the diapered crotch of a fussy Sweetie Belle "Stand still, let your sister see how much cloth does she has to use for herself and in what sizes."

Her little sister didn't stop struggling around, until she toppled herself agaisnt the soft surface of the bed. Sweetie Belle kicked her legs in the air aimlessly, allowing Rarity to take the correct size for an hypotetical cloth diaper for herself.

Rarity took her notebook and a pencil, scribbled the measures down, then put both objects down to levitate Sweetie Belle and kiss her little sister on the forehead.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Rarity said. In turn, Sweetie Belle giggled and booped Rarity's nose lightly, at which Rarity scrunched her nose up, just before giggling too..

"Soon," Rarity said, setting her sister back in the playpen, nexto to some foam toys "you'll have a new playmate..."

That is, if mom and dad don't complain, you find enough material and you don't change your mind because it's weird.

Rarity, thought that, hesitated to take the notebook back up, and go to actually sketch something about a dress that looked like her younger sister's clothing.

I mean, why are you doing this? Are you a baby or something? If that is so, why not roll back everything else you've gained? You know, cutie mark, go out at night?

Rarity sighed, as she picked up her notes and grabbed them, on the verge of ripping them apart. Btu she didn't do it.

But what does that has to do with anything? If I wanna wear diapers, frilly onesies and all, why should I give up everythign else? I don't think they're mutually exclusive. Rarity thought, as she brought her notes to the table with a sigh. She gave a look over her sketches.

She had drawn a cloth diaper which had hearts, swirls and gems printed on the front and whose system of closing was a couple of buttons at each side, a onesie with laces around the front hems and frills on the rear ends, with additional frills on what was the diaper-adjusted hatch, which was closed by both a zip and a line of snap-on buttons. The former sketch was measurementless, thought and, once she had foudn out about the actual size of a foal's diaper, also wrong.

"It needs to be thicker," Rarity muttered to herself, as she grabbed the ereaser and cancelled most of the diaper's sketches "and must have the actual padding visibily separated from the 'normal' cloth. Sounds silly, but, if I want immersion, then, by Celestia, I gotta copy how diaper designers do it."

With that said, she took the pencil, sketching up the same diaper, but with better proportions and some designs twists for the padding proper. This done, Rarity got up, grabbing a roll of pink fabric and scissors.

"And now, let's start up the practical part of all of this."

Accent by Anon

Flameboy Shy would have really liked a daddy or a mommy to take care of him. While his real parents were largely fine with his (relatively) newfound way to cope with his incontinence, saying that, if he made him feel better about his situation, they weren't going to stop him, they weren't very eager to  actually go on and treat him like a baby either.

This meant that he had to look for one, and the search had been longer and harder than he expected because, since the "Daycare Course" has been shut down and school had ended for Summer Break, he couldn't directly ask to the Vice Principal if she was willing to keep going with just him as her "baby" (and, Flameboy suspected, the Principal begin the Vice Principal's older sister, that she wasn't going to be allowed to). He had to exclude Sunset, Fluttershy and the others from the list too, since he thought they were more interested in begin the baby, rather than the caretaker. Searching online, Flameboy met a lot of people that could be good daddies or mommies for him. Sadly, some were overly eager, some were reasonably willing but too far away, and some were too squeamish and weren't going to do that outside online roleplays.

On the verge of giving up, he foudn somebody near, sounding interested in a good way and not too bothered by the dirtiness of the job.

Flameboy found out too late who was him.

"Dè, Flameboy, are you going to undress yourself, or do you need daddy's help?"

Flameboy Shy looked up at Appiano with a blush, still unsure how to react at the discovery that his new daddy was somebody he knew from school, especially because he had never guessed he was interested in doing such a thing. Also, his Piombinian accent made difficult to understand him at times, which could be both an immersive extra and a problem.

"N-no..." he said, as she pulled down his shorts, revealing his white plain diaper underneath and removing his orange shirt. Appiano walked ot the wardrobe, opened it and looked insdie at the various clothings available. He was going to remove his diaper too, but he didn't feel like showing his small privates to him just yet.

"Dè, where do you keep your baby clothes?" Appiano said, his accent causing Flameboy to pause before answering.

"Um... fourth drawer to the left from the top." That said, Appiano immediately opened the large drawer of the wardrobe. He stopped for a few moments, before extracting a pink onesie, a pair of white wool booties and a red hair bow. Throwing them on the bed, Appiano then extracted a white shirt with the words "Cute, lil' daddy's baby" printed in orange characters onto the skirt.

Flameboy blushed, at the sight of all these objects.

"Uuumm.." he muttered, unsure if he wanted to wear such girly clothes, especially in front of a guy known to be a bit loopy about his "pants preferences," as one of Appiano's classmates, called Applejack, called them.

"Dè, does my baby want a pacifier before dressing?" he said, quickly taking up the green pacifier it lied on the bedside table, and popping it in Flameboy's mouth, making him whimper and blush in protest, but ultimately suckling on it. Done this, Appiano took the booties and, after removing Flameboy's black socks on hsi feet, set those on his feet, just before taking up the onesie and unbuttoning it.

"Dè, spread your arms around." Appiano said. Flameboy did so, albeit only because he was keeping th onesie in his grasp.

Not that I mind, he said, still blushing heavily, as he was put in the pink onesie it makes me feel like a toddler learning words...

"Fank yoo, Appy," Flameboy lisped. when he realized that, Flameboy curled up, in turn making Appiano pat his head.

"Dè, worry not, I'm not going to harm you, I'm just going to have fun with you. And..." He smirked and said something in a language that Flameboy recognized as Italian, but did not understand, furthering the immersion a little more.

Appiano,  once Flameboy had uncurled up a bit, then set the shirt over Flameboy's torso, grabbed his phone and, before he could protest, he took a photo.

"Dè, now I have the proof."

"B-but..." Flameboy tried to say, spitting his pacifier out on the bed, but Appiano quickly booped his nose, saying.

"Dè, it's for me and my family’s eyes only. Nobody else will see!" Appiano said, putting his phone down once more, before jumping on the bed to hug Flameboy Shy tightly.

He smiled and hugged back. Life was good at times.

Surgery by SuperPinkbrony12

Silver Spoon was not enjoying her stay in the hospital at all. She missed hanging out with Diamond Tiara, paling around, and relentlessly teasing their favorite trio of blank flanks. In fact, just prior to her trip to the hospital, Silver Spoon had been talking with Diamond Tiara about potentially stealing the Cutie Mark Crusaders capes, and ripping them up.

But now, she was confined to a hospital bed, unable to move. The doctors had told her that as a result of her surgery, using the bathroom would be really difficult. And so, against Silver Spoon’s wishes, they had diapered her, and put Nurse Redheart on changing duty.

“Why do these things always happen to me?” Silver Spoon thought unhappily to herself, as she poked at her medical diaper with a hoof. The diaper responded by giving off a light crinkle that punctuated the silence, that was only broken by the occasional beeping of the various machines.

Suddenly, the door to Silver Spoon’s room was open, bathing the bed in light from the hallway. In came Nurse Redheart, wheeling a cart, and carrying a sack of medical diapers and changing supplies in a saddle bag. “Hello Silver Spoon.” she called sweetly “How’s my favorite little filly doing?”

“Fine, I guess.” Silver Spoon sighed, turning her head away from Nurse Redheart “Aside from being confined to this bed, and being expected to use diapers like some not potty trained two year old!”

“Silver Spoon, we’ve been over this several times already.” Nurse Redheart scolded “That accident you were in badly damaged a lot of your muscles. The doctors were able to repair the damage, but you have to give your body time to rest and adjust to the changes. If you try to do too much at once, you’ll reopen the wounds.”

“It wasn’t my fault, that stupid carriage driver wasn’t watching where he was going!” Silver Spoon complained “Why should I be made to suffer like this?”

“You should be thankful you weren’t hurt worse than you already were.” Nurse Redheart said crossly, as she forced Silver Spoon to look her in the eye “There are many patients in this hospital that are far worse off than you, so stop complaining!”

“I will complain whenever I feel like it! You can’t tell me otherwise!” Silver Spoon replied.

“Fine then, I guess you don’t want any dessert with your meal!” Nurse Redheart tisked, as she checked Silver Spoon’s diaper and found it clean.

The mentioning of dessert got Silver Spoon to change her tone really fast. “What do you mean?” she asked Nurse Redheart.

“Well, the doctors want you sticking to a specific diet for a little while. That way, you won’t overtax your system.” Nurse Redheart explained “But if you behave yourself, I might be able to convince them to let you have a small something extra with your next meal.”

“Then what are you doing standing around here for? Go talk to them already!” Silver Spoon ordered “Hospital food tastes really bad!”

“I said, only if you behave yourself.” Nurse Redheart replied seriously “That means, no complaining about your condition, no tampering with your diapers, and treating me and the rest of the hospital staff with respect.”

“But that’s not fair!” Silver Spoon complained “You can’t expect me to do all of that!”

“Fine then, no dessert for you.” Nurse Redheart scolded, and turned to leave.

Before Nurse Redheart could leave the room, however, Silver Spoon reluctantly swallowed her pride and said “Okay, okay, I’ll start being nice if that’s what you want.”

Nurse Redheart smiled “See, now was that so hard? I don’t think so.”

“Can you do me a favor though?” Silver Spoon asked Nurse Redheart. Nurse Redheart nodded “Can you change me, please?” she said nervously, blushing in embarrassment.

Nurse Redheart looked at Silver Spoon’s diaper, and when she pressed a hoof to it she felt it give off a familiar squishy movement. But she wasn’t bothered at all, she simply put a clothespin over her nose, and set to work.

Revenge by Eu Vou!

Revenge was a dish that had to be served cold, everypony knows it. But, for Diamond tiara, that dish had to be served at body temperature. And it had to be squishy.

She snickered, as she tip-toed inside Apple Bloom's house.

Dumb bumpkins, they don't even lock their doors, Diamodn Tiara said, the tin can full of the chemical powder mix that was going to give her revenge firmly tied to her tiara-adorned flank. Spike foods will be sooo easy.

As she thought that, she reached the kitchen. Judging from the smell and by how the table was set -- with dirty dishes, toppled or half-full glasses of cider, dirty checkered tablecloth and the amount of the flies around -- Apple Bloom and her close family had dinner a quite a bit before Diamond had broken inside their house to enact her revenge.

Filthy pigs, Diamond Tiara thought, as she passed past the table, wrinkling her nose and taking a dignified stance for a few steps, before breaking out in a little giggle This thing is just a booster of their habits.

Diamond Tiara bumped against the rustic wooden kitchen furniture. With an "Ow!" and following muzzle-rubbing, Diamond Tiara recoiled and hit the ground on her back.

Okay, let's look straight in front of ourselves now, she thought, as she then looked up in front of her. She saw the cupboard, which was open, revealing its content, begin spices, coffee and sugar cans, and some premade tin canned food.

Coffee and spices may do, if I want some do some collateral damage too. Everything else doesn't for sure, Diamond Tiara thought, before grabbing a chair, climbing it and taking up the spice and coffee cans with some graceful hoof swipes, which made the cans fall perfectly onto their bases without spilling. With thsi down, Diamond Tiara turned around and untied the tin she had been carrying all the way from her house.

Once the can was on the ground, on its sides but not spilling, Diamodn Tiara grabbed it, put it on the coutner where the cofee and spices were, opened up her can and did the same with the other ones. She touched the stuff isndie it, which had a brown-ish coloration, finding it grainy and hard.

A bit conspicous, but, then again, what do they know about any of this? she said, taking two hooffulls of the powder, and dropping it in the coffee can, before closing it up again. She then passed toput some of the powder in the spices, this time less than a spoonful each, before also closing them down.

And this is done, she thought, the objects put back from there they came, except her can, which she placed onto the wooden floor.

And now, let's make the drink that she will made Apple Bloom soil herself for the next five days! Diamond Tiara thought, taking up one of the glasses on the table, placing it (or, better yet, throwing it) in the sink, moved the chair from the cupboard to the sink, then she took the glass, opening the tap with a movement of her chin. When the water had filled the glass to the edge, Diamond Tiara closed the tap again and carefully moved herself onto the floor, placing the glass down. She took a hoofful of the powder which, despite its brownish coloration, quickly vanished, dissolved by the water, which kept looking transparent. Diamodn added another small hooffful for good measure, before putting the glass in her mane

This should work well enough, Diamond Tiara thought, as she then walked out of the kitchen up the stairs, where Apple Bloom's room was. Despite the creaking wooden steps of the stairs, which unnerved her, nopony was seemingly awakened by that sound, which made Diamond sigh of relief when she arrived upstairs.

Very well, now... Diamond Tiara walked the corridor to Apple Bloom's room, finding the door open ajar let's execute the last part!

Diamond tiara saw that, on the wooden beside table, a glass of water was standing still, shining at the moon. Diamond tiara smirked, as she went there, swapping the glasses around with an able trick of hooves.

I. Drunk. Your. Water. I drink it up! she thought with a chuckle, as she did just that with the uncontaminated water.

Let's get the can in the kitchen and the empty glass out of the way , let's try to disturb Bloom-bloom enough to get he to awaken, and watch the stinky fireworks!

Diamond tiara had the can firmly back on her flank now, and now she was back in Apple Bloom's room. Now she was slamming a horseshoe she had found in Apple Bloom's wardrobe onto the floor. Despite the loud noise, Apple Bloom seemed unfazed by the noise, which, after a while, started to frustrate Diamond Tiara.

C'mon, wake up, stupid blank flank! She thought annoyed, as she slammed the horseshoe onto the floor for what it looked like the millionth time in a row. When the last slam failed, she flung the horseshoe back inside the wardrobe she had took it from. To much of her surprise, the noise that resulted from the hangers being hit by the horseshoe and the thump of the horseshoe ending its travel through air against the wardrobe's cheap wooden wall made Apple Bloom turn around and groan.

Wow... that was unexpected... she thought, just before rushing towards the door, going outside and just peeking from the door.

Apple Bloom got up with a yawn and a eye rub. Diamond tiara could tell it was her commenting about the fact it was still night and what was the noise that had woken her up. She then moved the covers away, revealing her pull-up, which looked clean, with Apple Bloom confirming it by pressing against it and producing just a crinkle.

Apple Bloom then looked at the glass of water on her bedside table. with a shrug, she grabbed it, and drunk it in a sip. Diamond tiara smirked, as she then saw her freezing all of the sudden with the glass still on her lips and her eyes wide open and with shrunken pupils. She then dropepd the glass, grabbing her stomach, rushing towards the door, but stumbling. Shortly after, there was a rude noise.

At this point Apple Bloom's pull-up swollen up more and more, as farting sounds and hisses kept coming and coming, the smell almost overtaking Diamond Tiara's nostrils. With the dim light, Diamond Tiara noticed that some of Apple Bloom's urine was leaking all over the floor, and that poop was dripping out of her backside. Still going, Apple Bloom started to tear up then cry, then wail like a small foal.

Diamond tiara quickly scurried away, gigging all the way.

That's what you get, lil' Bloom-bloom, for attempting to be the big filly you aren't! Now you'll wear diapers during the day for five days! She thought, rushing through the orchards, now cackling madly.

The next day at school, Apple Bloom entered escorted by Applejack, both wearing diapers. As Applejack explained her and Apple Bloom's reasons for the diapers, and the special needs that Apple Bloom was going to have for a while, Diamond Tiara secretly snickered.

And, with this, we are equalized

Kiss by Anon

Silver Spoon liked to go out with Sweetie Belle to Twilight Velvet's new business in her town. Since Sweetie Belle had narrated her the wonders of Age Play, Silver Spoon had always found it interesting and very relaxing, much more than the trips to the Spa she used to do beforehand.

This happened to be a powerful too for diplomacy, because, thanks to the close bond that created by Age Play between Sweetie Belle and Silver Spoon, it brought the rivality between the Cutie Mark Crusders and Diamond Tiara's servants. Pacifiers and rattles, apparently, had more effect than spanking rods and farm corvèes.

But the idea of going to Twilight Velvet and Pinkie Pie's place to find a love relationship was something that Silver Spoon could not coencieve.

"C'mon, kiss me. It's not so hard!" Featherwieght said, puckering his lips towards silver Spoon's left cheek. silver spoon delicately psuhed him aside, making him wabble crinkling in his huge light blue cloud-patterned diaper.

"Not going to do that, Feather," she said, crossing her arms and pouting behind her white pacifier "not until you give me a reason for do so!"

"Well, for one, we'vee been deskmates at school often," he said, trying to go back on his fours again "because I gave you some cheat sheets during some tests, because..."

"Those don't count. While I am grateful for them, that doesn't mean I'm going to romance you!" She said, still pouting, the pacifier almost making her slip.

"What about when I shared my dinner with you in Flowerence?" Featherweight said, finally managing to get up and waddle towards Silver Spoon.

"It was one time." Silver Spoon said, slowly moving herself away from the waddling Featherweight. He stopped, shrugged and walked forward.

"For the love of yourself, stop it."

"I just wnat a kiss!"

"You won't get one from me!"

Featherweight turned, crossed his arms and grunted annoyed.

"Meanie."

Silver Spoon giggled a the childish insult, before walking -- better yet, waddling -- away towards the toy chest awaiting at the other end of the room.

Imma pick a rattle. Those work very well for de-stressing, if coupled with a pacifier and a thick diaper. Silver Spoon briefly stopped, before squinting her eyes, concnetrating hard to wet herself, until, with a hiss, the diaper swollen up and shifted in color. There, all done, now it's big enough.

Nap Time came. Silver Spoon, obeying Velvet, had put herself under the covers of her crib, hugging a stuffed lion against her chest, huddlign her knees clsoer to her chest and suckling on the pacifier gently.

As she slept a dreamless but paeceful sleep, Silver Spoon heard a smack and a small wet sensation on her expsoed cheek. Fluttering her eyes open, she saw somepony with a messy diaper fluttering away from her crib into another one while chuckling. Silver Spoon groaned.

"That didn't count, Fatherweight," hse said, rolling around and blushing softly.

Veil by SuperPinkbrony12

Princess Cadence was normally not one to let herself get stressed out, after all, she was the one that had taught Twilight the deep breathing technique. But the past couple of days, she had been stressed to no end.

With the anniversary of their wedding approaching, Shining Armor had decided that it would be best to conduct the sort of wedding Cadence had wanted to have, before she was abducted by the changeling queen. Said queen had made quite a few changes that couldn’t be undone in the short time span between her defeat, and the official wedding.

At first, Cadence was thrilled! She was going to have a proper wedding from start to finish, and this time, there would be no elephant in the room to taint the mood.

But as the days leading up to the wedding in the Crystal Empire passed by, Princess Cadence suddenly found herself growing worried. What if this wedding was all just a ruse by that changeling queen to abduct her again? Or feed off of her love for Shining Armor?

Cadence worried so much about this and many other things, that her bedwetting issues from when she was a filly came back to her. Shining Armor didn’t seem to mind at all, though he certainly didn’t like being awoken to find his wife sobbing in bed, and the sheets smelling heavily of urine.

“Maybe you should see a doctor about this, honey.” Shining Armor had suggested, as the bedwetting became more and more frequent “This isn’t good for you.”

Rather than take his advice, however, Princess Cadence tried other solutions to cure her bed wetting. She stopped drinking liquids before bed, and made sure to empty her bladder and bowels at every opportunity. She also tried taking some medication, but although the bedwetting became less of a problem, it was still prevalent.

To make matters worse, the stress began to affect Cadence during the day, to the point where she would have to make frequent trips to her other crystal throne.

Cadence wasn’t certain how she was going to manage if she had to go during the wedding, the last thing she wanted was to have an accident in her wedding dress, and be the subject of gossip amongst ponies for months to come.

“You will please hold still, your majesty?” Rarity asked Princess Cadence, as the fashionista tried her best to measure the crystal princess.

“I’m sorry, Rarity,” Princess Cadence apologized “It’s just that, I’ve been having all sorts of ‘personal issues’ lately.”

“Oh, is it that time of the month?” Rarity asked innocently.

“What?! No, no! It’s nothing like that!” Princess Cadence replied, firmly shaking her head. Just then an all too familiar urge hit her lower regions, her bladder became to scream out for it to be relieved.

Rarity was quite surprised when Princess Cadence dashed out of her bedroom, and into the crystal bathroom, promptly slamming the door shut behind her. Soon, there came the sound of a toilet seat being lowered, a familiar hissing sound, and then the sound of a toilet being flushed. Rarity quickly put two and two together, as Princess Cadence washed her hooves in the crystal sink.

“Sorry about that, Rarity.” Princess Cadence apologized, as she emerged from the bathroom.

“It’s perfectly alright, darling,” Rarity smiled “I’ve seen this sort of thing happen before.”

“You have?!” Princess Cadence gasped.

Rarity nodded “It’s a lot more common than you might think. So many wifes-to-be become so nervous, that the stress starts to affect their bodily functions. And, as is often the case with stress, it can be easily corrected.”

“What do I have to do?” Princess Cadence asked Rarity.

Rarity just smiled “Well, have you ever heard about ‘Bridal Diapers’?”

“‘Bridal Diapers’? What are those?” Princess Cadence asked, though she was sure she already knew the answer.

“They are diapers specifically designed to be worn underneath a bride’s wedding dress.” Rarity explained “Sometimes, wedding dresses can make using the facilities a bit difficult. And as I mentioned earlier, lots of wife to bes suffer from stress that temporarily affects their bodily functions.”

“I fail to see how wearing diapers is suppose to help me feel less stressed.” Cadence said skeptically.

“Not to worry, darling. Just leave everything to me, and I promise you that you’ll feel much better.” Rarity smiled, and set to work on designing Cadence’s wedding dress. The first thing she sketched out, was the design for the bridle diaper that Cadence would wear.

When the day of the wedding arrived, Princess Cadence was a nervous wreck. If it weren’t for the fact that I love Shining Armor so much, I’d call off this whole wedding right now. she thought to herself, as she waited for Rarity to arrive with her wedding dress.

“Ah, Princess Cadence. So lovely to see you on your big day.” Rarity greeted, as she entered the bed chambers of the crystal couple. The veiled wedding dress neatly dangling from a hanger.

One thing that Cadence found odd though, was Rarity’s saddlebag, which seemed to have a bulge to it. It was as if it were carrying a bulky object. It was then that Cadence remembered the ‘bridal diaper’ that Rarity had suggested to her.

“Well, first thing’s first,” Rarity smiled, as she guided Princess Cadence into the crystal bathroom and instructed her to lay down on the floor “We’ve got to you diapered so you don’t have an accident.”

Princess Cadence tried her best to hold still, as Rarity used her magic to lift the crystal princess’ rump into the air and powder it lightly, before setting it down onto a stylishly designed diaper that felt so soft.

“I took the liberty of including a few ‘deodorizing’ crystals, just in case.” Rarity explained, as she allowed Princess Cadence to stand.

At first, Cadence didn’t like the added bulk of her diaper. It made her walk with a noticeable waddle, and gave off a crinkle with every step. But as seconds passed, she grew to not mind it.

“What will I say to Shining Armor if he finds out?” Princess Cadence asked Rarity, as she was helped into her wedding dress.

“Just tell him the truth, I’m sure he’ll understand,” Rarity said with a wink. “Now, you’d better get going. Don’t want to be late to your own wedding.”

“Oh, right.” Cadence said nervously, as she slowly waddled out of the bedroom.

The wedding itself went off without a hitch. No one seemed to notice that the crystal princess’ rear was a bit bulkier than usual, or if they did, they took no notice.

“I now pronounce you, stallion and wife, you may kiss the bride!” Princess Celestia declared a short time later. Shining Armor didn’t need any further encouragement, and leaned in to give his wife a kiss.

Princess Cadence leaned in to kiss him, ignoring the hissing sound and rude noise coming from her lower regions. In fact, it wasn’t until after she had finished kissing Shining Armor, that she was even aware that she had used her diaper.

“Where are you going, honey?” Shining Armor asked his wife, when the wedding was over and the post wedding celebration began.

Cadence gulped, she didn’t know how to break the news to Shining Armor about her little ‘secret’. “I… uh…. need to… use the bathroom!” she said nervously.

Shining Armor let out a chuckle “What are you talking about? You already have.”

“Whatever do you mean?” Princess Cadence asked nervously, trying to slowly back away.

“Sweetie, I know a diaper when I see one.” Shining Armor replied, and sniffed the air “And from the smell of things, I think a certain baby just used her diaper not too long ago.”

Princess Cadence said nothing, she just blushed. Her blush was so bright, that the veil of her dress couldn’t hide it.

Shining Armor smiled, as he approached his padded wife “Come on baby, let’s get you changed into a clean diapee before you stink up the whole castle. It’s a good thing Rarity filled me in on your little ‘secret’ before the wedding began.”

Reward by XXXX

Scootaloo had been waiting it for days by now. They said that it was going to be her reward for behaving and not getitng in trouble, throwing any tantrums or making life hard for the one taking care of her during her current state. she had been forced to shut up and bear everything, from doctor's visits without much point but begin tests of patience, to formal house parties where Scootaloo was jsut a trophy to show off to the guests, passing throught way too many trips to the bathroom and patronizing comments.

But now that was it. No more issues liek that, jsut going back to her usual Cutie Mark Crusader life as usual.

"Well, now that you have had enough time to think about your words while you were a foal, i think it's tiem for oyu to go back," Princess Twilight Sparkle said, putting Scootaloo, who was lying on her back in a small stroller. Scootaloo was wearing a pink diaper and an hair bow, but she knew that those were going to be off her body soon.

Scootaloo flailed her now-small hooves around excitedly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Scootaloo said, squaking loudly. Twilight gigled, as she lifted Scootaloo from the stroller and put her onto the table, placing her in the dead center. Scootaloo immediately stood up, her eyes shining, her small wigns buzzing, her tail firmly fixed and a big smile plastered on her face.

Bye-byue stupid diapers, dumb pacifiers and awful bottles of milk! Scootaloo thought, as Twilight solemnly charged up her horn. Scootaloo, realizing this, stopped her buzzing and stood perfectly still. However, Twilight was too precise to care.

"Stand still." She said, and Scootaloo mentally groaned at the commad. A stand of magic passed from Twilight's horn oonto Scootaloo's body. Soon many moreo f these strands followed, wrapping Scootaloo in magic, starting from her hooves to the tip of her ears. Scooaloo felt as if milion upon milion of feather had been growing all over her, but she resisted the temptation to scratch herself by using all her willpower.

The deisre of scratching herself started to wamne, as Scootaloo felt her legs and body scretching up with a slight pain, which made her wince. But soon the magic was disppled off her. Scotoaloo looked around her.

The table barely coudl keep her. Her wigns had the right size, and so did her legs. Twilight looked to be somewhat smaller...

Scootaloo cheered loudly, which echoed all aroudn the castle... just before she felt herself go, peeing herself.

"Oh. You seem to keep having accidents after the transfroamtion. I will go to fetch soem diapers and a rag right now."

[NSFW] Game by Daxn

"Um... I don't like where this is going..." Fluttershy whispered to Pinkie Pie, sitting on her knees and wearing just her green bra and her pyajama trousers.

"I do!" as Pinkie's response, who was left almost completely naked, save for her light blue frilly panties covering up her vagina, as she looked down at the cards in her hand. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash, still fully dressed in her white and red long pajama, smirked, Rarity kept a composed demanour while wearing her white and purple nightgown. Meanwhile Twilight and Applejack were sitting on the couch, the former was sitting and covering her privates and big breasts with her hands, while the latter slept , letting the only trace of modesty begin her hat over her genitalia.

On the floor, there was the gameboard, representing the world's map divided in regions, with pikemen-shaped tokens of different colours in each region. The black pieces, controlled by Rainbow Dash, controlled Africa and South America completely, besides holding the middle East, China, Cita, Ukraine and Scandinavia. Rarity held, with her red tokens, North America, Siberia, Iceland and the British Isles. As for Pinkie, her yellow pieces were rare on the board, as she was down to Central Europe, Southern Europe, Japan, Indoneasia and Indio. Fluttershy's green tokens had control over the remaning territories.

It was Rainbow Dash's turn. She pointed from one these regions, which was brim-full of black tokens, for then point to one with around five pieces of the same shape but colored green.

"Attacking Siam from China." Rainbow Dash then grabbed three blakc dices and rolled them. Fluttershy shfited aroudn with a loud crinkle, as the dices rolled.

I hope she'll aks me to remove my bra, not my pants... She thought, as the dices finally shown their result, which made Rainbow Dash put her hands in her hair and Pinkie Pie to chuckle.

"What!? One, one and two?" She said, as Pinkie Pie had removed two pieces from Rainbow Dash' forces already.

"Um... I'll defend with one I guess," Fluttershy siad, rolling one dice and showing the face with the four niches. Pinkie Pie removed the third piece from Dash's arm, which made her grumble a little.

"Okay, let's try again," Dahs said, taking up the dices again and rolling them, bringing Fluttershy to curl up a little against herself. Rainbow Dahs fist-pumped.

"Three fives! Try to top that now, Flutters!"

Fluttershy let out a small whimer and  a blush, feeling a tiny bit of urine going otu of her in frotn of this shouth. Once she had calmed down a few second later, she threw the dices, and Dash's joyful smile turned slowly into an expression of utter shock.

"Two six and a five..." Rainbow Dash said, before punchign the carpet in frustration while removing three pieces from the board "Wow, Fluttershy, what a great ass you have!"

Fluttershy blushed and looked down.

But not big enough for make these little girls' pull-ups stop fitting around my waist.. ehehe...

Rarity had cracked a smile and Pinkie laughed without restraint, as Dash picked up the idces again.

"Let this be decent."

She threw it, and the dices shown themslves to be apparently against her.

"Two, four and five!" She said "Damnit!"

Flutterhsy chuckled, as she took up her dices, and rolled them... producing a one and two three. Dash started to chant out "Finally!", to much of Pinkie's amusement and Rarity's appreciation. Fluttershy became nervous again, as she realized what begin defeated and lsoe that territory meant.

I musn't let her win...

"Ahah! Finally!" Dash exclaimed, as she mvoed three out of the five avaible tokens isnde Fluttershy's ex-territory. She immediately lwoered her head and asked.

"Um... do I remove my bra or my trousers?"

"Trousers!" Dash said boldly, pointing quickly at Fluttershy's crotch. Fluttershy bit her lower lip, as she got up, removign her trosuers.

Rarity and Rainbow Dash stared and went blank at the sight, while Pinkie squaled.

"OhmygoshyouaresocuteFluttershyIwouldadoptyoubutIhavealreadythetwinssoIcannotdothat!" Pinkie siad, while Fluttershy looekd down and blushed, her light pink pull up with ballerinas and swirls all around begin in the field of view of all her friends.

"Um... quite peculiar, darling, pray tell me why you are wearing one? Does my poor dear friend have problems in bed?" Rarity said, after shaking her head, a vague trace of cooing in her voice.

Fluttershy blushed, as Rarity got up to hug her and pet head "Don't worry, I udnerstand. In fact, I'd say you look better in a diaper than without. Want something custom-made?"

Better than I expected. Fluttershy thought, as she nodded.

Chant by SuperPinkbrony12

Being a pegasus pony that struggled with flying had its disadvantages, and poor Fluttershy had to endure more disadvantages than she had ever possibly imagined handling.

She had practically begged her parents not to send her to flight camp, but they had not listened. “You’ll never overcome your fears or get yourself off the ground if you don’t face your problems head on.” her father had told her.

Unfortunately, the flight camp Fluttershy attended was anything but enjoyable, at least to the shy pegasus. Against her better judgement, she made an effort to reach out and befriend a pony at the camp. But just about everypony she met either wanted nothing to do with her, or loved to pick on her for being the weakest flyer at the camp.

Only one pony was willing to look past Fluttershy’s exterior and see her for what she was. That pony was Rainbow Dash, the fastest flyer in the camp.

With Rainbow Dash’s help, Fluttershy slowly made some improvements in many areas. But she remained the weakest flyer at flight camp, and this subjected her to torment that made the yellow coated filly want to curl up into a ball, and roll away.

“Come on, Fluttershy. You can do it!” Rainbow Dash encouraged, as the two fillies currently stood outside the fillies’ restroom of the flight camp. With little effort, Rainbow Dash opened the restroom door and led Fluttershy to the door of one of the stalls. The door to the selected stall was then opened without further ado.

Fluttershy gulped, as she now stood before a white toilet with its seat placed in the downward position. To her, the porcelain throne seemed much bigger than it actually was. Nervously, Fluttershy began to back away, the pull-up around her waist crinkling softly as she did so. “There’s really no need for me to sit on that giant thing.” Fluttershy thought to herself “I have my own toilet that I can use whenever I want.”

“Whoa there, Fluttershy!” Rainbow Dash replied, rushing forward and pushing her friend back into the stall “There’s nothing to be scared of, it’s just a toilet. Ponies use them all the time.”

Fluttershy tried to fight back against Rainbow Dash, but it was no use. Rainbow Dash seemed determined to get Fluttershy to sit on the toilet, and she clearly wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Do I really have to do this?” Fluttershy asked her friend, even though she was certain of the answer.

“Of course you do, Fluttershy. You’re not a baby anymore.” Rainbow Dash said, as she removed her friend’s pull-up. She had never understood why her friend had just given up on using the toilet after only a few days at flight camp.

As Fluttershy suddenly felt her pull-up being untaped and thrown onto the ground, memories that she thought she had banished for good came flooding back to her.

It was practice time at flight camp, and poor Fluttershy knew that she was not going to do well at all. Just looking at the ground made her wings lock up in fright. But the coach either didn’t notice or didn’t care, and went ahead and pushed Fluttershy off the cloud base she was on.

Panic rocketed through Fluttershy’s mind like never before, preventing her from remembering to flap her wings and take to the sky. She hit the ground of the camp with a thud, relieved that the clouds had broken her fall.

But at that point, all the colts and fillies (except Rainbow Dash) began to look at her and point at her with their hooves. All the while, they chanted “Fluttershy! Fluttershy! Fluttershy can hardly fly!” over and over again, to the point where Fluttershy felt like she was going to cry.

To make matters worse, at that very moment, the coach left to tend to an injured Rainbow Dash. This left Fluttershy alone with the other flight camp residents, and from the looks on their faces, it was obvious that their intentions were anything but good.

Almost before she realized it, Fluttershy felt herself being picked up by some of the stronger pegasi. “Where are you taking me?” she asked, unable to see anything except the retreating flight ground.

“To a place where useless flyers like you belong.” a colt replied. Was it Fluttershy’s imagination, or did that voice sound incredibly malicious?

“Turn her around, so she can see what fate awaits her.” a filly instructed, a second later Fluttershy was quickly spun around so that she now faced forward. She was surprised at what she saw. There was the flight camp bathroom, where showers, sinks, and toilets could be found.

“What could they possibly do with me in a bathroom?” Fluttershy thought to herself, as she was carried into the building. In a matter of seconds, as the yellow coated filly was carried into the fillies restroom, and past the showers and sinks, she knew what the answer was.

“Open the stall door and dump her in the toilet, that’s where she belongs!” the filly from before instructed harshly.

Poor Fluttershy tried her best, but she was unable to break free from the grip of the colt that held her. In a matter of seconds, the bowl of the toilet greeted her eyes.

Before Fluttershy could get in a word of protest, she was tipped over and dropped into the bowl where she landed with an audible splash!

“Are we ready to do this?” the colt asked the filly.

“Go ahead and pull the handle, this should be fun to watch.” the filly replied fiendishly.

“Wait, are they actually going to do what I think they’re going to do?!” Fluttershy thought nervously to herself, as she tried to free herself from the bowl.

Suddenly, Fluttershy could hear a loud roaring sound, and the water around her began to spin faster and faster. She realized that the colt had just flushed the toilet, with her in it!

“Toilet time! Toilet time! Toilet time for Fluttershy!” the colts and fillies chanted, as poor Fluttershy spun around and around with the toilet water. As the water began to disappear down the drain, it pulled Fluttershy along with it. But she only got as far as getting her face into the first pipe, before the water stopped pulling her along. Her tail still sticking out of the drain.

“Ah man, she got stuck!” Fluttershy could hear the colt complain.

“Just go grab a plunger and push on her tail a few times, that should clear up the blockage.” Fluttershy heard the filly instruct.

Fortunately for Fluttershy, the coach came to her rescue before the colts and fillies could obtain a plunger. But ever since that day, Fluttershy could still hear the colts and fillies chanting “Toilet time! Toilet time! Toilet time for Fluttershy!” every time she got near the bathroom.

“It’s easy!” Rainbow Dash instructed, snapping Fluttershy out of her flashback and placing her on the toilet “You just sit down on the seat and do your business like always. When you’re done, you wipe yourself with some toilet paper, and then flush.”

“I can’t do it! I won’t do it!” Fluttershy protested, hopping off of the toilet.

“You can do it!” Rainbow Dash replied, placing Fluttershy back on the toilet.

“No I can’t!” Fluttershy protested, hopping off of the toilet again.

“What do I have to do to show you that there’s nothing to be afraid of?” Rainbow Dash complained, as she and Fluttershy eyed each other in the stall.

“Well, I’ll only use it again on one condition.” Fluttershy said seriously.

“Name your price!” Rainbow Dash said boldly. She was prepared for anything, or she thought.

“I want you to wear one of my pull-ups.” Fluttershy explained “And for every day you made fun of me for wearing them, you have to use them at least once for each day that you wear them.”

Rainbow Dash was barely able to keep herself from foaming at the mouth when Fluttershy pitched that suggestion to her. “You can’t be serious! I made fun of you for wearing those stupid things for a whole month and a half.”

“Then you’d better get used to using them for that long of a period of time,” Fluttershy replied, as she reluctantly climbed back onto the toilet and sat down on it. “That is, unless you don’t want me to start going to the toilet again.”

“Can’t you just use the toilet and pretend that all those times I teased you about your pull-ups never happened?” Rainbow Dash pleaded.

Fluttershy shook her head firmly “Either you wear and use pull-ups for the next month and a half, or I’m never setting hoof in a bathroom stall ever again. It’s your choice, Rainbow Dash.”

Rainbow Dash wanted nothing more than to speak up and protest such an agreement, but truth be told she was getting tired of having to constantly change her friend every time she went either number one or number two in her pull-up. “If it weren’t for that stupid chant.” she thought angrily to herself, as she put on the discarded pull-up.

“You’re the best friend ever, Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy exclaimed happily. Rainbow Dash just sighed, the next month and a half was going to be really long.

Time by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity quickly set to work on designing her new “attire” in her workshop. It was small and only had one sewing machine, but it was better than nothing.

“Never really thought the first thing I’d design after getting my cutie mark would be a diaper.” Rarity thought to herself, as she began to cut out the pink fabric that she would use for her diaper. Something about a plain white diaper just didn’t seem very appealing to the fashionista to be. If you were going to make your own diapers, why not have a little bit of fun and customize them to your liking?

Working day and night for several days proved to very exhausting for Rarity, but she was absolutely determined to go through with her newfound “interest”. Several times she had to start from scratch because something didn’t turn out just the way she wanted it. First, she had to design and create a new diaper when she felt that the one she had originally designed wasn’t poofy or absorbent enough. Then, the onesie didn’t work without revealing a huge bulge in the back, and for Rarity that was a big no no. Even the buttons and the zipper gave Rarity a lot of trouble, but eventually she managed to get everything designed just right. At last, she was ready.

Now came the really hard part, and the one part that Rarity was not looking forward to at all. The time had come for her to tell her parents about her “interest”, and her intention to be a playmate for her baby sister.

“Maybe I should just not tell them, and play with Sweetie Belle in private.” Rarity thought to herself, as she eyed her creations that lay stacked on the table. The diaper and dress were ready to be put on, but Rarity decided that rather than rush into things, she would save them for later and start off by trying to talk to her parents.

Rarity was a nervous wreck, as she slightly opened the door of her workshop, and saw her mother and father sitting on the couch. From the looks of things, they seemed to not have a care in the world (which was quite rare considering how demanding of a foal Sweetie Belle was).

All that Rarity needed to do now, was walk through the door and talk to her parents. If all went well, she would guide them back to her workshop and show them the diaper and dress, and put them on. After that, the rest was up to her parents.

Gulping, and taking a deep breath, Rarity pushed open the workshop door and trotted over to where her parents were sitting. Clearing her throat she said “Mother, father, there is something I would like to discuss with you.”

“What is it, my little princess?” Magnum asked his daughter.

“Well, you know how Sweetie Belle doesn’t have anypony to play with?” Rarity began, trying to figure out how to best break the news to her parents.

“Of course we do,” Pearl nodded “Where exactly are you going with this?”

Rarity swallowed hard, this was it, the moment of truth. “I… wish to be Sweetie Belle’s playmate!” she said seriously.

“Are you trying to say, that you want to dress up as a foal and act like one?” Magnum asked nervously.

“Indeed I am. I could not think of how to properly phrase that statement.” Rarity replied.

Magnum and Pearl were speechless, they could not believe what their older daughter had just told them. Rarity had been incredibly eager to get out of diapers once she was old enough to be potty trained. And up until Sweetie Belle had been born, she had never once seemed to show signs that she missed being a baby. In fact, from the questions their daughter had been asking just months ago, Magnum and Pearl were convinced that Rarity was determined to grow up as fast as possible.

Something like this just didn’t make any logical sense at all.

“Well, I await your replies.” Rarity said, interrupting the silence that had enveloped the room. In the back of her mind, she was already starting to think herself about how this hadn’t been a good idea. “Mom and dad have their hooves full as it just looking after Sweetie Belle. There is no way they will accept another baby, especially not one as big as yourself.”

At last, Magnum cleared his throat and spoke up. “Rarity, your mother and I appreciate the fact that you have been honest with us. To tell you the truth, we suspected that you might have such an interest when we saw the discarded drawings in your bedroom. We just didn’t want to confront you without knowing if the sketches meant what we thought they meant.”

“So, do you not wish for me to be an ‘adult baby’ as I believe they are called?” Rarity asked sadly.

“Rarity, we have said no such thing!” Pearl scolded “We are your parents, and we could not hate you for liking such a thing. Everypony has their own ways of enjoying themselves and being happy, and if this interest if yours is what makes you happy, we will support you wholeheartedly in indulging in it.”

Just as soon as those words left Pearl’s lips, Rarity ran up to her parents and hugged them tightly “Oh, thank you. Thank you so much!” she said with tears in her eyes, before regaining her composure “Come with me to my workshop, there are some things that I wish to show you.”

Magnum and Pearl obeyed, and in a matter of seconds they were in Rarity’s workshop, where they saw a pink cloth diaper with swirls, gems, and hearts printed onto it. Next to the diaper rested an onesie that was light purple in color, with a hatch for diapers that could be opened or closed with a zipper and several snap-on buttons.

Rarity wasted no time in demonstrating how her diaper and onesie could be put on and taken off, making sure to walk through the steps in a fashion that her parents could understand.

“So, how far are you planning on going with this ‘interest’?” Magnum asked his daughter.

“To be honest, I do not know.” Rarity confessed “I have not really had a chance to experiment with the different degrees of wearing diapers and frilly dresses.”

“Well, however far you decide to take it, know that you’ll have our support,” Pearl said kindly “And if you decide to use your diapers, you can always come to us and ask for a change.”

“You would really be okay with changing a big pony?” Rarity asked.

“Anything for our little princess.” Magnum said happily.

Toilet by Anon

"You sure about that, Ruby?"

"Well, if we don't do this and we use the trashcan, Carrot Top will find out. Do you want Carrot Top to find this out?"

Noi liked to stay with Ruby Pinch. She really did. After all, she was fun to stay, hang out and talk to, she was inventive and always had the right bizarre idea for lighten up a bad day. That day, Berry Pinch's idea was to buy some baby supplies and act like babies, maybe even go out in town dressed like that.

The day had passed pleasantly, as Noi had went around town diapered, using her diaper a couple of times under ruby Pinch's watch, while in the house the roles were reversed. Right now, Noi was unsure whether throw Ruby Pinch's old messy diaper in the toilet or in the trash can in the kitchen.

"I actually don't care. I mean, what's so bad about it?" Noi asked with a shrug, the messy and stinky used diaper crumbled on her back.

"Well, we aren't babies or old ponies, so it's a bit weird."

"Almost everything I do with you is weird," Noi rebutted, her nose scrunching up due o the smell "What's different now?"

"I dunno..." Ruby Pinch said, lowering her head and flattening her ears against her head "mom says that only certain creepy ponies like them. Y'know.. like. Jelly Huges, or Deep Injection."

Noi, moved both by the stench and Ruby Pinch's words, immediately threw the diaper in the toilet and flushed it.

"I'm not going to join that Deep Injection guy in prison, not after what he did to my butt!"

Ruby Pinch shrugged and said "Well, guess that I can get a fresh diaper now."

Noi turned around and said.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot."

Machine by SuperPinkbrony12

Ruby Pinch nervously looked at Noi and asked “What did you almost forget?”

Noi, with little hesitation, said to her playmate “That was your last diaper that went down the drain just a few seconds ago. You don’t have any fresh ones that you can change into.”

“What?!” Ruby Pinch gasped, completely shocked at what she’d just heard.

“It’s true.” Noi replied “You didn’t have very many diapers to begin with, and I tried to bring this to your attention. But you said it wouldn’t be a problem, so I said nothing more on the subject.”

“Why didn’t you buy some more diapers while we were in town, playing together?” Ruby Pinch asked angrily.

Noi shrugged “I didn’t bring any money with me. And you spent all your daily allowance on buying me ice cream.”

“And you just let me do it?!” Ruby Pinch asked Noi, who didn’t seem at all bothered by her friend’s anger and frustration.

“I tried to ask you if you were absolutely sure you wanted to buy the ice cream.” Noi said nonchalantly “You said yes.”

“I assumed you were just trying to be considerate.” Ruby Pinch replied “Not once did you mention anything about diapers, except when it came time to change them!”

“Well, this whole ageplay thing was your idea,” Noi said to Ruby Pinch, completely unaware of how angry and upset her friend was. “You were the one who said you wanted to wear and use diapers. I suggested we only use them once or twice outside the house, but you said that if we wanted the full experience, we would have to use them as often as possible.”

“Well, you didn’t have to wait until you flushed away my last diaper to tell me we were all out of them!” Ruby Pinch complained loudly.

“Well perhaps next time, you’ll listen to me when I’m trying to tell you something important!” Noi tsked, shaking her hoof in a scolding fashion.

Ruby Pinch just sighed, she was still really upset with Noi for keeping the diaper shortage a secret all this time, and not making any efforts to encourage Ruby Pinch to buy more.

“Do you think we could maybe borrow some diapers from The Cakes?” Noi asked Ruby Pinch.

“What?! You were the one who said we couldn’t ask other ponies about diapers without Carrot Top finding out!” Ruby Pinch said crossly.

“I was referring to asking random strangers. I know The Cakes, and I know them enough to know that they won’t tell a soul if we ask to borrow some of their diapers. Just as long as we ask nicely.” Noi explained.

“Why don’t we just go back to your place and borrow some diapers or pull-ups from there?” Ruby Pinch suggested.

“And drag them all the way across town? I don’t think so.” Noi replied “Besides, the only diapers I have at home are those bland ‘nighttime protection’ brand ones. They aren’t as strong or fun as the diapers we were wearing earlier today.”

“So, it’s either ask The Cakes if we can borrow some diapers, or wear no diapers at all?” Ruby Pinch asked Noi.

Noi replied with a nod of her head “Don’t worry, if we ask nicely enough The Cakes will be more than happy to lend us as many diapers as we want. And even if they don’t, Pinkie Pie will be willing to lend us some.”

“Really?” Ruby Pinch asked.

“Yes, really.” Noi replied “She has diapers stashed all over Ponyville, in case of diaper emergencies.”

Ruby Pinch sighed again, knowing that she had no other options. She loved wearing and using diapers, and she didn’t want the fun to end just because she and her friend had exhausted their current supply of the disposable undergarments.

“So, friend. What do you see we stop talking, and head over to Sugarcube Corner so we can continue our foal fun?” Noi asked Ruby Pinch.

For the first time since learning about the diaper shortage, Ruby Pinch smiled at Noi and said “Sure. But before we do that, there’s a little something I need to take care of.”

Noi, suspecting nothing at all said in reply “What is it?”

Ruby Pinch’s response was to suddenly scoop up Noi, and drop her into the toilet bowl.

Noi landed in the bowl with a splash, and poked her head up as her body bobbed up and down in the water like a cork. “What are you doing?!” she asked Ruby Pinch, as she observed her friend looking down at her with a smile on her face.

“The diaper shortage is largely your fault!” Ruby Pinch said seriously “You’re a diaper using machine! You only changed my diaper once, but I had to change your diaper several times!”

“I said I was sorry.” Noi apologized.

“And I’m sure you are.” Ruby Pinch replied “But I can’t have you depleting the diaper stash again with your constant useage.”

Now, Noi was absolutely terrified. She did not like where Ruby Pinch’s line of conversation was heading. “Come on now, we’re friends,” the terrified filly said, trying to find a way to climb out of the bowl. “Would you really flush your only friend in the world of Equestria down the porcelain wave machine?”

Ruby Pinch did not respond at first, she merely looked at her friend one last time, then pulled the toilet handle. “Yes, I would. Maybe while you’re down there, you can retrieve the diaper you flushed.” she said to Noi.

Noi’s response was cut off, as the terrified filly spun around and around with the water in the toilet bowl, and disappeared down the drain with a gurgling “Glug, glug.”

Ruby Pinch, completely unconcerned over the fact that she had flushed her friend down the toilet, wiped herself clean as best she could with some wet wipes, then washed her hooves and left the bathroom.

She quickly set off for Sugarcube Corner to talk to The Cakes. Hopefully, Noi hadn’t been pulling her leg about them being willing to let her borrow some diapers.

Skull by SuperPinkbrony12

For Pipsqueak, Nightmare Night was his favorite night of the year, and for many reasons. First of all, it was the one night of the year where he could stay out as late as he wanted, and not get into trouble. Second, he got to dress up in and go to school in costume, and Miss. Cheerilee wouldn’t be able to tell him no. Third, he got to go out and collect candy with his friends, and help himself to whatever he could bring home.

But most importantly of all, Nightmare Night was the one night of the year where Pipsqueak had a chance to see his favorite princess. Princess Luna. She always came down to Ponyville to participate in the Nightmare Night festivities, and Pipsqueak always enjoyed getting to talk to her. The only other times he ever got to see Princess Luna, was when she visited his dreams.

This Nightmare Night was going to be a little bit different, however. Ponyville had managed to scrape together enough of a budget to afford a haunted house. And every colt and filly that was old enough to go into it wanted a turn.

Pipsqueak smiled, as he admired himself in the mirror. He was wearing his pirate costume from his first Nightmare Night (he had other costumes, but the pirate one was always his favorite). He’d already gone out earlier to collect candy, and had enjoyed chatting with Princess Luna. But now, the part he’d been waiting all night for was finally here.

“I’m heading out to the haunted house, Mum.” Pipsqueak called, as he headed out the door of his house and into town.

“Okay, just make sure to be back at midnight. And be careful not to get lost.” Pipsqueak’s mother said in reply.

“I won’t.” Pipsqueak called back, and took off as fast as his hooves would let him.

The haunted house hadn’t opened yet, but when Pipsqueak arrived, he was surprised at how long the line was. It was fortunate that some of his friends had saved him a spot close to the front of the line.

“Hey there, Pipsqueak.” Sweetie Belle called, waving a hoof. She was dressed up like a miniature Princess Twilight, complete with cardboard cutout wings.

“You’re just in time. The haunted house is gonna open any second now.” Apple Bloom added, as Pipsqueak claimed his spot. Apple Bloom was dressed up like a robot, though from the way her costume was designed, it looked more like a walking tin can.

“This is gonna be so sweet!” Scootaloo said excitedly. Surprisingly enough, she was dressed up like a Wonderbolt, despite claiming that she was going to dress up as Rainbow Dash.

“Where’s your Rainbow Dash costume?” Pipsqueak asked Scootaloo.

“My mom and I couldn’t find one in my size.” Scootaloo said unhappily “This was the next best thing.”

“Oh, I see.” Pipsqueak replied, suddenly wishing he hadn’t asked.

“Hey, ya mind not standing so close to me?!” Babs Seed complained. She had come down to Ponyville to spend Nightmare Night with her favorite cousin, and was wearing a white lab coat that, when coupled with her makeup, made her look like a mad scientist.

“Sorry.” Pipsqueak apologized, moving a few inches away from the filly.

“Greetings, fillies and gentlecolts of all ages,” Mayor Mare greeted, standing on a podium next to the haunted house “Please allow me to introduce the mare we have to thank for allowing this haunted house to come to our town. Give a warm welcome to our princess of the night, the one and only Princess Luna!”

In a puff of smoke, Princess Luna appeared on the podium. She had shed her Nightmare Moon outfit, and now appeared before the citizens of Ponyville as she normally was. “Thank you, Mayor,” she said with a nod, and turned to the children “It is my great pleasure to see so many of you eager to enjoy the fun of Nightmare Night. And I know you will all enjoy the haunted house that I helped to raise money for.”

The colts and fillies all cheered and stomped their hooves in approval.

Princess Luna raised a hoof to quite the children down, before she continued her speech “However, I should warn you, that this haunted house is very state of the art. It is designed to give the most scares possible, in the shortest amount of time. Therefore, I must warn you all to enter at your own risk. If there are any of you who are easily frightened, I would suggest you turn around and leave now. Only the bravest of souls will be able to make it out of this haunted house, without being scared half to death.”

A few colts and fillies heeded Princess Luna’s advice, and walked away from the line. Pipsqueak and his friends weren’t among those ponies, they weren’t so easily frightened.

“Well then, seeing as there is nothing more for me to say, I wish you all good luck.” Princess Luna finished, and used her magic to unlock the doors of the haunted house.

As soon as it was their turn, Pipsqueak, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Babs Seed, all charged into the haunted house together. However, it did not take long for them to get separated.

“Sweetie Belle? Scootaloo? Apple Bloom? Babs Seed? Anypony?” Pipsqueak called, as he wandered through the rooms of the haunted house. By now, he was starting to get worried. What if they had gone on without him?

Suddenly, as Pipsqueak rounded a corner, he came face to face with a sight that horrified him to no end. A giant floating skull popped up from a chest and shouted “Boo!” at the top of his lungs. That was the last thing Pipsqueak remembered, before his world went dark.

When Pipsqueak woke up, he felt very groggy and dazed. As he felt his vision slowly return, he took in the sights around him. The first thing he noticed, was that he was no longer in his Nightmare Night costume. Apparently, somepony had taken it off while he was unconscious.

Already, Pipsqueak was surprised to see the city of Canterlot just outside the window. He knew his bedroom was nowhere near Canterlot. Speaking of bed, it seemed to Pipsqueak that somepony had placed him into a crib modified to fit his size. As was evidenced by the massive bars on either side, as well as the mobile that was hanging above his head.

Pipsqueak sat up in the crib, automatically feeling something squishy press up against his backside. Looking down at his bottom, Pipsqueak could see that he was wearing a diaper, and as was evidenced by the bulge and faded color, it had been heavily used.

“What am I doing in a crib? And why am I wearing a diaper?” Pipsqueak thought to himself “I haven’t worn or used diapers since Mum and Dad loo trained me a few years back.”

Suddenly, Pipsqueak could hear the sound of a door being opened and shut. No doubt, whoever it was that placed him in this crib, had come back to check on him. Pipsqueak was prepared for it to be anypony, or even that Discord creature he’d heard about.

What he was not expecting, was for his eyes to be graced with the presence of Princess Luna. And something told him that this was not a dream.

“Princess Luna?” Pipsqueak gasped.

Princess Luna did not seem overly concerned with Pipsqueak’s shock, she simply trotted over to him while saying “Ah, you have awoken. Good. I was worried that you might not wake up for a couple more hours.”

“What’s going on? What am I doing here? Why am I in a diaper? Where are my friends?” Pipsqueak asked, spouting off questions a mile a minute.

“I know you have a lot of questions, my child. But you must calm down and allow me to explain,” Princess Luna said in a calming yet authoritative tone, and explained the situation. “You blacked out in the haunted house after you and your friends got separated. When they came out of the haunted house, and noticed that you were not with them, they started to panic. They asked me to help them find you, but I told them that it was best if they went home. I did not want them to get lost.”

“So, you found me and brought me here?” Pipsqueak asked nervously. Princess Luna nodded her head in response “But why? Why didn’t you just take me home?” Pipsqueak asked.

“I tried to take you home, but when I knocked on the door to your house, your parents did not answer.” Princess Luna replied, finally approaching Pipsqueak’s crib “Rather than leave you in your condition, I took you home with me. I have already informed your parents, and they will be on their way to pick you up in a matter of hours.”

“But why the diaper?” Pipsqueak asked yet again “I can still use the loo just fine. I haven’t wet the bed once.”

“Unfortunately, when I found you, you had suffered an accident in your costume.” Princess Luna explained, before a rather nasty smell made her plug her nostrils with a hoof “And it seems you have suffered another one. We had better get you changed, before you get a rash.” Using her magic, Princess Luna lowered the bars of the crib, and grabbed Pipsqueak. She quickly carried him over to a changing table that fit his size, and gently placed him on it.

“So, where’s my costume?” Pipsqueak asked, as Princess Luna unpinned his soiled diaper and tossed it into the trash can with her horn.

“It is currently being washed by the royal laundromats. I was just on my way to check their progress, but I decided to check up on you first.” Princess Luna told Pipsqueak, as she wiped him down with a few wet wipes, powdered him, and pinned a new diaper to his rump.

Once Pipsqueak was changed and smelling nice, Princess Luna went into the bathroom to wash her hooves. Pipsqueak quickly followed after her. “Um, Princess?” he said nervously, blushing a bit.

“What is it, child?” Princess Luna asked, turning her attention to the colt.

“I know you just put me into a fresh diaper and all, but I really need to use the loo,” Pipsqueak replied, blushing a bit more “Can you help me?”

“Of course, my child,” Princess Luna said with a motherly smile “Just a second.” The alicorn bent down beneath the sink, opened one of the cabinets, and used her magic to pull out a plastic blue training potty.

“Am I supposed to use that?” Pipsqueak asked Princess Luna, as his diaper was unpinned.

“Yes. My toilet is far too big to accommodate a pony of your size. I do not want anymore accidents.” Princess Luna explained, as she instructed Pipsqueak to sit on the training potty.

Pipsqueak sighed, and did as he was instructed. It wasn’t long before Princess Luna could hear a familiar hissing sound. Once Pipsqueak was finished with his business, Princess Luna helped him wipe, then emptied the training potty’s contents into the alicorn sized toilet, which was promptly flushed.

After both princess and colt had washed their hooves, Princess Luna put Pipsqueak’s diaper back on as a precaution, and the two of them headed down to the royal laundromat to see if Pipsqueak’s costume was cleaned.

All in all, Pipsqueak had to say that this was one day after Nightmare Night that he would never forget.

Clouds by XXXX

Rarity was tired of dealing with that. Finding a veritable rain of those objects hitting her house's roof, staning the shingles and, in the least fortunate case, whenever they fell on the ground, the otherwise-pure lilac walls.

She, after some investigation on her own accord and some calculation, had found the culprit of such thing, and she was going to confront them about that. After getting some magicl help from her dear friend Twilight, Rarity was now up in the clouds, at the doorstep of a cloud home.

Rarity cleared her troath, before knocking delicately upon the door, which created a sound that was only a faint shadow of what a door of actual wood did. It still worked, because the house's owner, with some panic in her voice, answered from behidn the door.

"Who's there?"

"I am Rarity. We need to talk, Rainbow Dash," she said, massagin her face a bit to get all her face muscles to work, thus makign herself more expressive "what you are doing cannot be tolerated any longer."

Several minutes passed, with sounds of things begin moved around and cupboards begin closed in the background. Rainbow Dahs then opened the door.

"Oh, hello Rarity, umm.." she blushed strongly and flattened her ears agaisnt her head, as she gestured for Rarity to walk in. Rarity curled up her nose and poofed up her chest, before stepping inside. Rainbow Dash lead Rarity trhought the trophy and gear-filled entrance to the living room with a couple of sofas, a simple shiny bookcase (which, Rarity noted to herself with a smirk, was pretty much empty) and a low coffee able.

Rainbow Dash felt to one of the couches and sat down on her rump, still with her ears flattened.

"Uumm... want a coffee or something?" Rainbow Dahs asked, embarassed.

"No thanks, I have laready had one earlier today. No, I' liek to talk about an issue that I have with your... behaviour, of late."

"Um... do I make too much noise?"

"No, you tend to throw certain parts of your trash over my house," Rarity said "the smell of biological wastes is starting to make my house smell really badly in a permanent way. I would liek you to find a different spot."

Rainbow Dash looked down, blushing even more and biting her lip.

"W-what trash? I don't throw trash onto your house!"

Rarity looked around her, until she saw somethign pillow-like with yellow stripes just undernear the sofe where Dash was sitting on. Getting up, she levitated the object from udner the sofa, and revealed what it was: a diaper.

"Trash like this, but filled with wastes, I assume, are yours."

Rainbow Dash, for the first time in the time she and Rarity had knwon each other, squeaked in pure, unadultered embarassment and fear.

Desperation by iamjohndoe

They weren't there.

Apple Bloom's belly was pressed against the cold wooden floor of the bathroom, a sensation that only made the churning she felt within more uncomfortable.  She dug deeper into the cabinet under the sink, pulling out bottles and rolls of toilet paper, and throwing them carelessly behind her. Surely they were just hiding behind something else. She paused her search to rub her gurgling belly. “Hang in there,” she told it. “I’m tryin to find em, I swear.”

But her diapers just weren’t there.

“Applejack?” she shouted, her voice muffled by the enclosure of the cabinet. No response. She was probably out working. No problem, she thought. She just had to find someone in her family and ask if they knew what had happened to her diapers. They’d probably just been misplaced. She went downstairs, leaving the bathroom a mess. She could clean it up later, after she took care of her own business.

She found Big Macintosh first, in the kitchen making cream from the milk they’d gathered. “Hey, Big Mac!” she called out. “Have you seen my diapers?”

He didn’t even lift his gaze from his work. “Eenope.”

“What are you hootin about in there?” called Granny Smith from the patio rocking chair.

Apple Bloom went out and rubbed up against her grandmother’s legs. “I can’t find my diapers,” she said. “I always keep em in the bathroom upstairs, but they’re not there.”

Granny Smith patted her lap, and Apple Bloom hopped into it. “And what does a growin filly like you need diapers for, anyway?” she asked.

“Cuz I really have to go right now,” she whined. Why did she keep having to explain to her that she wore diapers?

Granny Smith smiled slyly. “If you know you have to go, then you don’t need diapers, do you?”

“Come on, Granny. I don’t have time for this. Where’s Applejack?”

Granny Smith pointed somewhere out among the cornstalks, and then drifted back into her afternoon nap. Apple Bloom groaned and hopped off her, heading into the corn fields until she heard the telltale sounds of harvesting.

“Applejack!” She started to run to her sister, but running taxed her energy and her grip on her bowels, forcing her to slow down. She hobbled the rest of the way, flexing her rear muscles to keep them sharp.

“Aw, what is it, sugarcube?” Applejack yanked a stalk of corn out of the ground with her teeth and smiled at her younger sister. “What’s got yer goat?”

“I can’t find my diapers!” Apple Bloom fell to the earth, trembling. She wrapped her legs around Applejack. “Please help me find them! I can’t hold it in much longer!”

She felt Applejack rub the back of her neck. “Aww, you sweet thing. You didn’t lose yer diapers. I threw them out.”

Those words chilled her, like she’d just been the victim of a bad joke or a nightmare. “But they’re reusable! You don’t need to throw them away!”

“This ain’t out of the blue, sugarcube. Anypony old enough to go looking for her diapers is old enough to start using the potty like a big girl.”

“No!” Apple Bloom’s shriek was louder than she had intended. Applejack recoiled at first, but she quickly took on the deadpan look Bloom knew was reserved for when she’d taken things one step too far. “Please, Applejack. I like my diapers.”

Applejack groaned. “What is it? You gotta drop a deuce?” Apple Bloom nodded.

Applejack grabbed her ear and began dragging her back toward the house. “Then you ain’t doin it out here. This ain’t up for discussion,” she said. “You should have been trained by Ma and Pa. When they passed, everypony was too busy grieving so we just kinda let it slide. But you’re too old now, Bloom! And I’m sick of changing your poopy diapers.”

Bloom’s hooves scrabbled against the ground, but she was no match for her sister’s strength. “Come on, sis! I’ll clean em myself. I’ll even change myself.” Until now, she’d always gone to one of her family members for a change, but it didn’t look that hard.

“The answer’s no, Apple Bloom.” Applejack pulled her through the kitchen into the bathroom and closed the door between them. “You ain’t comin out until you use the toilet,” she ordered through the door.

Apple Bloom felt caged. Why would they do this to her? She sat on the floor, using all her strength to not release her bowels onto the floor. She looked up at the toilet, which she was used to completely ignoring. It looked hideous and hard to use. There had to be a better way.

The minutes passed, and the pressure inside her settled down into a manageable level. She no longer felt like she was going to explode at any second. She peered down into the toilet bowl, contemplating. Then she struck the surface of the water with her hoof, making an audible splash. She did it a couple more times, then she tore off a couple squares of toilet paper and rubbed them between her legs, dumped them in the bowl, and pulled the handle to flush.

“Okay, sis! I’m done!” She shouted back through the door. Applejack entered in time to see the toilet paper disappear down the drain.

“Good job,” she said, scratching her little sister behind the ear.

“You were right,” said Apple Bloom. “That was easy. Can I go play with Sweetie Belle now?”

“I was gonna have you do some chores,” said Applejack, and she watched her sister frown. “But right now I’m proud of you, so you can take the rest of the day off. So long as you keep using the potty like you’re supposed to.”

They nuzzled, and then Apple Bloom ran out of the house toward Ponyville. She still had to poop, and she knew it was going to come out eventually. But there were also diapers out there. She just had to find out how to get them.

Mentality by SuperPinkbrony12

There was no way she could deny it, no matter how hard she tried. Granny Smith was old, and she was only getting older as days and months passed.

She had been through a lot, and seen a lot in her lifetime. But Granny Smith was slowly coming to terms with the fact that she wasn’t the young, free spirit that she used to be.

There were still some things she could do, including using the bathroom like the rest of her family. But other than that, Granny Smith felt old in every sense of the word.

She wanted nothing more than to feel young again, just once. And she made this clear on numerous occasions.

And so it was that Granny Smith found herself trying out this unusual place that had opened up just recently. The advertisement had claimed that it could make any and all customers feel young again.

Upon arriving, Granny Smith was automatically taken to a back room, which was painted with unusually bright and foalish colors.

After waiting for just a few seconds, Granny Smith was greeted with the presence of an earth pony stallion with a pure white coat. He had a red mane and tail styled neatly, and his brown eyes gave off a look of kindness and trust. But what Granny Smith found odd about him, was his cutie mark. It was a gold pocket watch that seemed to be swinging, to what side Granny Smith couldn’t tell.

“Hello there, you must be my patient,” the doctor greeted, his gentle tone and soothing words made Granny Smith feel like she could trust him “I am Doctor Blank Slate.”

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Doctor Blank Slate.” Granny Smith replied, shaking the stallion’s hoof.

“Please, just call me doc,” Doctor Blank Slate insisted, and cleared his throat “Now then, I understand that you wish to feel young again, correct?”

“It’s like ya read my mind!” Granny Smith said eagerly “What are you gonna have me do?”

Doctor Blank Slate responded, by digging into the pocket of his uniform, and pulling out a pocket watch not unlike the one depicted on his cutie mark. “Just watch this watch.” he instructed to Granny Smith.

“I fail to see how that’s gonna help me.” Granny Smith replied.

“Just do as I say, you’ll understand in a matter of minutes.” Doctor Blank Slate instructed, as he held the watch in his right hoof.

Granny Smith shrugged “Well, if you say so.”, and she focused her eyes on the gold object in front of her.

Doctor Blank Slate began to swing the watch back and forth, and Granny Smith followed it. Before long, she had unknowingly fallen into a trance, and was prone to any hypnotic suggestion that would reach her ears.

Doctor Blank Slate smiled, the treatment was working perfectly. “Listen very carefully to me, Smith.” he said, using his voice to give instructions to his patient.

“I will obey.” came the reply. Granny Smith was completely unaware of what was going on.

“When I clap my hooves together and shout ‘Change!’ you will start to act like a little foal, no more than a year in age.” Doctor Blank Slate instructed.

“Yes, doc.” Granny Smith nodded in a trance like tone.

“And when I clap my hooves together again and shout ‘Grow up!’ you will return to your normal adult self, and you will have no recollection of what you did as a foal. You will assume that I gave you a potion that temporarily made you feel young again,” Doctor Blank Slate added “Do you understand?”

“Of course.” Granny Smith replied.

Doctor Blank Slate smiled “Good.” And with that, he clapped his hooves together and shouted “Change!”.

For a few seconds, nothing happened. But then, almost instinctively, Granny Smith started to suck on her hoof and babble “Me like pretty colors.” in a very foalish tone of voice.

Doctor Blank Slate smiled again, and put his pocket watch away, the treatment was working perfectly. “Hello, young Smith,” he greeted in a gentle tone “I am your caretaker, Mr. Crinkle.”

“Hi.” Granny Smith replied in a foalish voice.

“Come with me, please,” Doctor Blank Slate instructed, leading Granny Smith out of the examination room, and down the hall through a set of doors painted in foalish colors “We must get you diapered.”

“No need diapees! Me can use the potty by myself!” Granny Smith protested.

“I’m afraid you do not have a choice. All visitors to this day care center must wear diapers.” Doctor Blank Slate replied, as he hoisted Granny Smith onto a changing table modified for an adult pony, and proceeded to diaper her.

Underwear by Diokno44

Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, squirmed. Her bowels begged for release, but she wouldn't let me, not into her new training panties. She looked at her foalsitter, Cadence, who had styled her mane into the ponytail she wore when Twilight was a filly. "Cadence, I gotta go potty." The mare said, letting loose a low, drawn out fart.

Cadence smiled slightly, looking at the mare she was foal sitting. She hadn't been surprised Twilight was an Adult Foal, she had been infamously hard to potty train. "I'm sorry sweetie, but your potty's still being cleaned." She giggled, "You made quite the stinky in it last time. Just go in your Pull-Up, and I'll change you."

be"B-but Cadence." Twilight whined, "I'm a big filly." She pouted cutely, when she felt the start of her manure slowly start to creep out. She squeezed, trying to hold it in. She lasted for ten minufore she felt more manure start to press out of her plot. She eeped in surprise. She sighed, "Fine." The big foal squatted on the floor, lifting her padded rump into the air. Cadence watched, smiling slightly. Twilight grunted, as her tail raised. A crackling and crinkiling sound could be heard, as a lump began to form in the back of the training panties. They discolored slightly, and began to sag from the load Twilight was filling them with. She grunted, forcing out more. Two minutes later, she sighed in relief., sat down, and squished the mess.

"Now, do you feel better after pottying into your training panties instead of holding in?" Cadence asked. She pressed a hoof to the back of the diaper, "You really had to go, didn't you Twily." She teased.

Twilight stuck her tongue out at her sister in law, blushing. "Y-yes, but I still wanna use the potty." She said, standing up. The mess had smashed against her rump. A foul stench wafted through Twilight's bedroom/nursery.

Cadence rolled her eyes, playfully swatting Twilight's messy rump. "Whatever you say Twily, you know you love diapees." She teased. Twilight smiled slightly. She waddled even more than usual as she was led to the nearby changing table for a change into a nice, comfy diaper.

Boob by SuperPinkbrony12

Pinkie Pie always enjoyed looking after Pound and Pumpkin Cake, they were probably the most adorable pair of toddlers that she had ever met.

That being said, babysitting them was never a cakewalk. Whether it be changing the twins diapers, feeding them snacks and meals, or just keeping them under control, Pinkie Pie would always find herself being run ragged by the time babysitting was over.

But the Cake Twins were so adorable that Pinkie Pie refused to give up babysitting them. In time, she learned some tricks that made babysitting a tad bit easier.

One fine summer day in Ponyville, Pinkie Pie was looking after Pound and Pumpkin Cake, while their parents attended an important meeting at town hall.

“Let’s see,” Pinkie Pie said to herself, as she walked to up to the nursery. All the while, she was reading from a checklist Mr. and Mrs. Cake had left her. “Diapers: Check.” A fully stocked changing table was always important. “Wipes and powder: Check.” It was no good changing a used diaper without either wipes or powder. Even though Pinkie Pie had once tried cleaning Pound and Pumpkin Cake by sticking their butts in the toilet, and then flushing it. “Toys and Stuffed Animals: Check.” Keeping the twins entertained was easier when they had things to occupy their attention.

Leaving the nursery, Pinkie Pie made her way back downstairs, making sure that the doors to all other upstairs rooms were locked. All the while, she continued to read through the checklist “Pacifiers: Check”. Pound and Pumpkin Cake’s pacifiers were being cleaned in the kitchen sink, and would be given back to them at nap time (or whenever they needed a change. Pinkie Pie found that a pacifier in the mouth made diaper changing much easier, at least for her). “Baby monitor: Check.” The monitor was probably the most important tool that Pinkie Pie and Mr. and Mrs. Cake used in their daily lives, without it, Pound and Pumpkin Cake would’ve a lot harder to keep track of.

The last item on the list was milk. All in all, Pinkie Pie was convinced that today’s babysitting job would just like every other babysitting job. But when she opened the door of the refrigerator, she was shocked to discover that there were no bottles of either formula, or breastmilk.

“Oh no! How could Mrs. Cake forget to make more milk before she left?!” Pinkie Pie thought outloud, frantically rushing all around and hoping she could find something that could help her. But every cabinet and drawer she searched through turned up nothing.

“What am I gonna do?! What am I gonna do?!” Pinkie Pie said frantically. Pound and Pumpkin Cake were almost certain to get hungry before long. And Mr. and Mrs. Cake wouldn’t be home at least for another hour, but knowing town hall meetings, they were likely not going to be back for another two and a half hours.

Then, just as Pinkie Pie was about to give up and ask one of the neighbors for help, she discovered something tucked away in the corner of the medicine cabinet. She pulled it out, and instantly realized what they were. They were mothering pills. Apparently, Mrs. Cake had used these, back when she was the babysitter for Pinkie’s twin sisters Marble and Limestone. But that had been years ago.

“Oh, I’ve never breastfed, before.” Pinkie Pie said outloud. But she knew that the pills were the only option at this point. Pound and Pumpkin Cake needed nutrition.

Sighing and taking a deep breath, Pinkie Pie took some of the pills out of the box, and popped them into her mouth. A few seconds later, her boobs began to feel tender and full. It felt really weird.

“Well, at least I know these things still work.” Pinkie Pie said nervously, as she carefully walked back upstairs and into the nursery.

As soon as Pound and Pumpkin Cake saw Pinkie Pie, they were overjoyed. “Pinkie!” they cheered, just before their stomachs began to growl.

“Aw, are you guys hungry?” Pinkie Pie asked cheerfully, the twins nodded in response. “Well, don’t you worry, I’ll take care of that.” And she took off her pink shirt, revealing her milk filled breasts to the twin toddlers.

Pound and Pumpkin Cake were scooped into Pinkie’s arms, and after a few seconds of uncertainity, they began to suckle from her teats. They were soon rewarded with the taste of sweet milk. And Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but wonder if her breast milk tasted differently from Mrs. Cake’s breast milk.

Naughty by iamjohndoe

Twilight and Fluttershy stared out the windows of the rickety wooden carriage at a Canterlot so young it could fit entirely within what was now (or would be) Canterlot Castle. Most of the houses were single-story and made of wood, although a few were stone. The ponies all wore tunics or barding, clothes that Twilight had previously only seen in history books.

“We’ve really gone back in time,” she said in equal parts trepidation and wonder.

The third pony in the carriage with them was a middle-aged unicorn, graying purple hair spilling out of her brown cloak. “I apologize,” she said. “I had no idea the spell could even do that. The Seeker was only meant to-”

“Star Swirl the Bearded’s Seeker spell? I know this one!” Twilight spun away from the window and grinned. “The spell locates and summons the being or beings best suited to the task the caster specifies. Temporal anomalies have been reported using it, but never this large! What kind of task are my friend and I so uniquely suited for that the spell reached so far into the future to find us?”

The unicorn chuckled. “Star Swirl’s spell? You mean the old fogey takes credit for it?”

Twilight drew upon her encyclopedic knowledge of all things Star Swirl. “Well, there were rumors that the spell was actually invented by his protege, Clover the Clover…” she fell silent as she examined the strange mare more closely. “Oh my heavens, you’re her.”

Clover continued to laugh. “I’m sorry for uprooting your lives like this. But please understand. We are truly desperate.”

“We?” asked Fluttershy. Putting a name to the face had made her less frightening.

“The other founders, particularly Lady Platinum. We have run out of options and are at our wits end. This spell was our last resort to find ponies who could discipline our daughters.”

The carriage rolled to a stop outside a stone building at the top of the mountain. It was two-storied, larger than any other building they’d seen so far, but still on par with a normal house in Ponyville. If Twilight squinted, it kind of looked like a miniature castle.

Now Twilight was even more confused, and growing frustrated. “Are you saying that you couldn’t even find a single pony in your own time who could play babysitter? What kind of freaks are you dealing with here?”

Clover stood up and went face-to-face with Twilight. She waved one hand over Twilight’s horn, and the other followed the curve of her folded wings. “The same as you,” she said.

“What?”

The door to the castle-cottage opened, and two fillies ran out toward the carriage. Twilight could make out their excitable babble as they climbed in and ran to their mother, who embraced them.

The older of the two had a white coat and a voluminous pink mane that filtered the sunlight through it, casting dancing shadows on the wall. The younger pony was much darker, with a deep blue coat and a lighter shorter mane that showed up her nubby filly horn. Then Twilight spotted the wings nestled tightly against their backs, and she understood.

Clover hugged one with each arm and held them close. “These are my children. Tia? Luna? These are your new caretakers.”

Throughout dinner, Twilight kept looking up across the table at Celestia. She had trouble accepting that this was really the future Princess of the Sun. Sure, she was the spitting image, but her movements were so much less refined. Everything the Celestia Twilight knew did was purposeful, calm, rational. The filly here was impulsive and greedy, digging into her food like it was her last meal.

Celestia stood up from her chair. Still clutching her fork and knife in two balled fists, she pushed her fists against the table and leaned in, a tension in her body and a look of extreme focus on her face.

Twilight nudged Clover and pointed to Celestia.

“Don’t worry,” whispered Clover. “She’s probably just having a movement.”

“A what?” Twilight knew the word, but not what it meant in this context.

“You know, a bowel movement. She’s defecating. She hasn’t gone all day. We were hoping dinner would force it out of her.”

“She’s not toilet trained?” She looked back over at Celestia, who now had her cheeks puffed out and was grunting softly. She tried to figure out how old the filly was by her physical attributes. She seemed younger than the crusaders, but not by much. Even Twilight was toilet trained at that age (if only barely), and she was as late as they came.

“I know what you’re thinking,” said Clover. “You try telling a filly with more magic in one finger than I have in my entire body that she has to use a toilet, see how far it gets you. We are literally powerless to discipline them.”

And that’s where I come in, thought Twilight. But then why did the spell summon Fluttershy too?

Celestia sighed and relaxed. Her head peeked between her legs at the seat of her chair, and she frowned. She seemed to be weighing the pros and cons of sitting down in a messy diaper. Twilight was too stunned to do anything but watch.

But Fluttershy wasn’t. “Tia, please sit at the table,” she said,

"I don't want to," said Tia. She was smiling, like her simple statement was an indisputable trump card.

"Me too!" said Luna. She stood up and made the same pose her sister had, and then looked toward her for approval.

Fluttershy was unmoved. "We don't stand at the table," she said, just as calm as before.

"But I'm poopy!" whined the alicorn filly. She pounded the table with her fist, which spooked Twilight and Clover.

But Fluttershy met Tia's petulant stare. "Would you like a change?" she asked.

Tia nodded vigorously.

"Then sit down and eat your vegetables. I'll change you as soon as you're done."

Tia's fist clenched more tightly around her fork, and she took several deep breaths as she tried to stare Fluttershy down, but when she looked into her eyes, she felt frozen, seized by some powerful fear. Then Fluttershy started to stand up, and Tia immediately sat back down, wincing as the mess in her diaper squished against her coat.

Next to her, Luna followed suit, looking confused.

Clover leaned in and whispered to Twilight, "Luna's not as bad, but she emulates her sister."

“Is it such a good idea to have her sit in that filthy thing?” asked Platinum. She kept looking back at Celestia, who was now eating quietly. “It seems cruel.”

“We said they could try whatever they thought was right,” Clover reminded her liege as she squeezed her hand under the table. “They seem like they know what they’re doing. Let them try.”

“Besides,” added Twilight, “what were you going to do? Change her right here on the table?” She was joking, but Platinum blushed and didn’t answer. “Wait, seriously? Ew.” She tried not to focus on that image while she finished her dinner.

As soon as Celestia finished eating, she hopped out of her seat and ran down to Fluttershy. From this distance, Twilight could smell the foul odor of a soiled diaper, a smell she’d thought she’d escaped when she’d toilet trained Spike. “Come on, change me!” she shouted at her.

“Ask me nicely first,” said Fluttershy. She began to collect the plates from the table.

“No! I want a clean diaper now! You said you would change me, so do it!” Celestia grabbed Fluttershy’s arm and yanked, causing the plates to tumble out of her grasp and shatter on the stone floor.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds as they all tried to process what had happened. Celestia took a shaky step back, then turned to run, but Fluttershy grabbed her arm.

“Let me go!” screamed Celestia. Her horn lit up, and a wreath of flames encircled her arm. Fluttershy cried out and let go, and Celestia took off running.

Twilight saw her moment and conjured a cage of magical force around the alicorn filly. She pushed up against the bars, then turned, stuck her tongue out, and vanished in a flash of golden light.

“She can teleport? How can she teleport at this age?” Twilight was beginning to understand why Clover needed another alicorn to discipline them. She teleported after her, trying to trace her magical trail.

Fluttershy took some well-needed breaths and inspected her arm. The damage wasn’t too bad, but the spell had still burnt her. These fillies needed to be taught to behave before they hurt someone else. She supposed that in her own timeline, they already had.

“Can I please have a diaper change?” asked a meek voice still sitting at the table. In all her dealing with Celestia, Fluttershy had nearly forgotten that Luna was there too.

“Of course,” she said, deciding to let Twilight handle Celestia for now. “Do you need a change?”

Luna put her hands between her legs, rubbing the seat of her diaper. “Uh-huh, I peed.”

Fluttershy smiled and took her by the hand. “Well we don’t want to keep you waiting, now do we?”

As Fluttershy was laying Luna down, Twilight returned with a struggling Celestia trapped in a magic bubble.

“You subdued her,” said Clover, shocked.

“For now,” said Twilight. “Her power is only going to grow stronger.” She shrank the bubble so that it was only covering Celestia’s horn, keeping her magic subdued, and then she laid Celestia on the floor next to Luna and magicked her dress away.

It turned out that alicorn poop wasn’t that different from normal pony poop. That still didn’t make Twilight happy to be dealing with it. But Fluttershy didn’t seem to mind at all. She hummed a soft tune as she pushed Luna’s dress up, pulled her wet diaper down, and gently cleaned her up, all the while Twilight was still staring at Celestia’s padded hindquarters, trying to accept that changing the soiled diapers of her future teacher was something she was actually doing now.

Fluttershy finished wrapping a new diaper up around Luna. “Do you want a hand?” she asked Twilight.

She shook her head. “I know how to change a diaper. I had to do Spike’s, once upon a time.” Knowing that Fluttershy would insist if she took any longer, she opened up Celestia’s diaper and pulled it out from under her, trying not to even think about the mess she was exposing. She made quick work of cleaning her up and putting on the new diaper that Platinum supplied.

As Princess Platinum led them to their bedchambers, Twilight tried to put the whole day together in her head. It just all seemed so nonsensical, but she understood that by helping to raise the alicorn princesses, their new task could end up being the most important thing they’d ever done.

“You handled that really well,” Twilight told Fluttershy once they were alone in the bedroom they were to share. “I didn’t know the princesses had so much power even as little fillies. I’m surprised you weren’t scared of them.”

“They’re still children,” Fluttershy answered. “I spent too much of my childhood being scared of kids like them. They just need to be shown a little kindness.”

[NSFW] Insertion by Diokno44

Princess Luna smiled, gliding towards a door within the Dreamscape. In neat violet cursive, on the top of the door was written Princess Twilight. A faint smirk formed on the Lunar Alicorn’s face as she placed a hoof on the doorknob. She had managed to become friends with benefits with her fellow Princess, and Twilight, while madly blushing, had asked if they could, due to the nature of the Dreamscape, had asked if they could have some fun. Luna had eagerly accepted the offer.

The Princess of the Night opened the door, and looked about. Within was a perfect replica of the secret nursery Twilight hid through a hidden panel in her bedroom. Lying within the crib with one side down, a hoof earnestly exploring the front of her diaper, as she glanced at photos of her marefriend Celestia, in various compromising positions. Her quiet moans echoed through the dream-created room. .Twilight’s love juices permeated the air.  Luna felt her own diaper grow moist as she inhaled. “Hey sweetie.” She called out, tail swishing.

Twilight looked up, her eyes glowing, as she removed her slick hoof from her diaper, “Luna, you actually came!” She smiled, before blushing as a squeaky fart cut through the dream. “Ah, sorry, I’ve been a bit backed up for the past few hours. I don’t think that Mexicolt dinner Celly and I ate isn’t agreeing with me, I’m kind of backed up.”

Luna chuckled, her diaper crinkling. Like her sister and the other Princesses, she was an Adult Foal, but also, due to the effects of lower gravity on the moon, which had adverse effects on her control, was completely bladder and bowel incontinent. True, she knew some spells that would allow her to hold it in, but those were only so she could soak or fill her diaper on her own terms. “I believe I can help with that Sparklebutt.” She trotted over, a pacifier  dangling from her neck. She slowly pulled down the back of Twilight’s purple, star patterened diaper, exposing her well rounded plot and glistening marehood. Twilight shivered as cool air blew over her nethers. Luna’s hoof glowed, as a liquid filled sack attached to a rubber pipe, a small crown emblazoned on the front. She licked Twilight’s tight loose plothole, causing the mare to moan as more drips of her juices leaked into her padding. Once Twilight’s rump was properly lubricated, Luna began to insert the nozzle into Twilight’s rear, as the liquid slid through the nozzle, and into the mare’s bowels.

“Thanks Lunaaaa!” Twilight squeaked as Luna dove her muzzle into her glistening marehood. She could feel every inch of Luna’s warm tongue gliding through her. She shivered, spurting slightly, as Luna’s horn glowed, then nozzle removed, and grinning goofily as a vibrator was inserted into her plothole, and switched on. Twilight wrapped her hindlegs around Luna’s legs, before panting as she coated her friend in her slick juices.

Luna removed her head, taping up the diaper on Twilight. Twilight squirmed, as wetter and wetter farts blew into her diaper. “Thats it Twily” Twilight grunted cutely, as a loud BLART sounded. An ocean of manure cascaded into the dream diaper, rapidly causing it to fill and turn quite mushy. Luna grinned, rubbing the manure filled diaper around with a hoof. “Such a naughty, poopy foal.” She pecked the mare on the tip of her horn, as the dream dissovled.

Twilight awoke, smiling. She glanced at her clock, it was 5 AM, as she awoke in the crystal like structure of her castle. She glanced at her diaper, the front was damp and smelt of her juices, while the back was buldging slightly, and reeked. “Time for a bath,” She whispered, giggling. Making sure not to wake Spike, she waddled to her bathroom.

Little did she know a certain alabaster mare was teleporting into the bedroom, to have some bathtime fun with the big foal.....

Dong by SuperPinkbrony12

Even though he was only 3 years old (and going to be 4 in a couple of months) Joseph was always very curious. He had a tendency to ask a lot of questions, some of which his parents would answer for him, and some of which they would let him figure out for himself.

Of course, whenever Joseph got really curious, he would often drag his pet Timberwolf Stickz into his investigations. Some of which Stickz enjoyed. But more often than not, Stickz would grow bored and just go find something else to do, while Joseph continued to investigate.

One morning, Joseph woke up as he always did. Smiling happily at both his dry pull-up, and at Stickz sleeping peacefully on the floor of the bedroom.

As Joseph woke Stickz up, and the two of them took their morning potty break up, Joseph felt that today would be no different from the countless other days of the year.

But as Joseph neared the kitchen, he could overhear faint traces of a conversation. Apparently, his parents were arguing about something.

“I’m still not convinced it’s a good idea to let Joseph keep a Timberwolf as a pet.” Joseph’s Mom said angrily.

“Stickz has made Joseph far more happy than he has ever been before, and has been a big motivator in keeping him potty trained.” Joseph’s Dad said in reply.

“But what will other ponies think if they find out Stickz’s secret?” Joseph’s Mom asked angrily “They will freak out, and Stickz will be taken away and put down.”

“Ponies in this town have seen far worse things in their life than a random Timberwolf that has befriended a young colt.” Joseph’s Dad replied.

“But you know how curious Joseph is. What if Stickz runs away? Joseph will follow after him and get lost.” Joseph’s Mom complained.

“I’m pretty sure Joseph is smart enough to know better than to run off without telling us or somepony trustworthy,” Joseph’s Dad replied “I’ve even arranged for him to be foalsat by Fluttershy when we go out of town next weekend.”

“With that Discord creature around? I don’t think so!” Joseph’s Mom protested. “Discord is bound to cause trouble, and poor Joseph is going to get caught in the middle of it.”

“You make it sound as if Discord is some random stranger. He is a trusted friend of Fluttershy’s, and from what I hear he is surprisingly decent with foals.” Joseph’s Dad replied.

“Forgive me if I remain skeptical,” Joseph’s Mom said with a shake of her head “I still say we should’ve had him be foalsat by The Cakes.”

“You seem to be worried that Discord is going to do bad things to Joseph,” Joseph’s Dad replied “He is not some random stranger that goes around saying words like dong.”

Upon hearing the word ‘Dong’ Joseph became really curious. He had never heard that word before.

He turned to Stickz and asked “Hey, Stickz, do you know what a dong is?”

Stickz looked at Joseph for a second, as if wondering why Joseph was even asking him. Then he quickly shook his head.

“Maybe it’s a fancy way of saying toilet? You know, like how the grownups often call it the can or the john?” Joseph asked.

Stickz responded with what amounted to a shrug, and wandered away.

Joseph decided that it was best if he asked his parents, and so he walked into the kitchen to ask them.

But when he did so, he was surprised at what he saw. His mom was looking at his dad as if his dad had something wrong. The last time she had given such a look, was when he had let Joseph stay up past his bedtime.

On top of that, Joseph saw that his dad seemed really ashamed of himself. And the last time Joseph had ever seen that look, was when his dad had accidentally put him in a diaper instead of a pull-up, even though they were running low on pull-ups.

Seeing that sort of look made Joseph conclude that he probably shouldn’t ask them what ‘Dong’ meant. Whatever it was, he was probably better off not knowing. At least for now.

“Hey Mom, hey Dad.” Joseph called.

“Good morning Joseph, and good morning to you as well, Stickz.” Joseph’s Mom replied, smiling happily “Why don’t you two take your seats, breakfast will be ready shortly.”

Joseph obeyed, and climbed into his favorite seat at the table. Joseph’s Dad did the same, and Stickz took his favorite place underneath the table. Nothing more was said about the word ‘Dong’ and it wasn’t long until Joseph forget all about it.

Archer by SuperPinkbrony12

Ever since that fateful day when Applejack had taken Granny Smith’s advice, and tossed out Apple Bloom’s cloth diapers, Apple Bloom had found it harder and harder to keep fooling her family into thinking she was using the toilet, without actually doing so.

At first it was as simple as putting her hoof into the bowl and striking the surface, then “wiping” herself with toilet paper and flushing the toilet. But eventually, Apple Bloom found that she would sometimes have to empty her used diapers into the toilet, to make it sound more convincing.

Fortunately, through the help of her good friends Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, Apple Bloom was able to wash out her diapers, without her family catching on.

Apple Bloom often her body fighting against her, begging her to do her business in the toilet, but she refused to do so. She liked her diapers, and if she could help it, she was gonna keep using them for as long as she could.

But now, Apple Bloom was finding herself in a situation that she couldn’t help but think was a nightmare. Apparently, Pinkie Pie had convinced Applejack to invite some of Apple Bloom’s friends and classmates over for a costume party. Needless to say, Apple Bloom panicked at the thought of trying to keep her secret diaper useage hidden from so many ponies. If any of them found out, she would be in big trouble.

Unfortunately, despite Apple Bloom insisting that the party be held somewhere else. preparations were made. And at long last, the day of the party arrived. Realizing that she had no other choice, Apple Bloom decided that she would just have to wear her diapers under her costume, and keep all the supplies for a change hidden inside the pockets.

This limited Apple Bloom’s options to only one costume. She realized, that if she dressed up as an archer, and disguised the pockets with arrows, she could avoid suspicion and continue to wear and use her diapers during the party.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Apple Bloom couldn’t help but notice the slight bulge in her rear that wasn’t hidden all that well by her archer costume. But she would worry about that only if she needed to. After all, she’d been able to fool her family into believing she was using the toilet for so long already. She could easily think her way out of explaining a bulge in her costume.

Apple Bloom quickly walked out of her room, and went to join the party. By now, she was used to walking about with some added weight. You never would’ve guessed she had a diaper on, or that she was planning on using it.

The party was in full swing by the time Apple Bloom walked in. Applejack and Big Macintosh were keeping an eye on the crowd, making sure that the colts and fillies were under control.

Apple Bloom quickly took notice of a few costumes.

Sweetie Belle was dressed up like a baby with what looked like a “fake” diaper, but Apple Bloom suspected that the diaper was real. No doubt, Sweetie Belle had somehow managed to fool Rarity into letting her dress up like a foal. And it had probably taken little skill to swap out the costumed diaper for a real one. With Rarity’s hoof work, nopony could tell the difference.

Scootaloo was unsurprisingly dressed up as Rainbow Dash, including blue face paint, and cardboard wings.

Diamond Tiara was dressed up like a princess, complete with fake wings and a horn, as well as having swapped out her tiara for a fake crown.

Button Mash was dressed as this “video game character” that Apple Bloom had only heard about once. Button’s costume included a fake mustache, a red hat, and bright blue suspenders. Button was even talking in a ridiculous accent that Apple Bloom couldn’t take seriously. “Does he really think anypony talks like that?” Apple Bloom thought to herself.

And Silver Spoon appeared to be dressed up like a clown, or at least that’s what everypony assumed she was. She claimed that her costume of mismatched objects was suppose to represent Discord, but it seemed way too absurd to look anything like the lord of chaos himself.

“Hey, Apple Bloom. Cool party huh?” Sweetie Belle asked, as Apple Bloom walked over to her padded friend.

“Tell me about it. It’s so nice to be able to dress up on a day besides Nightmare Night.” Apple Bloom replied, as she helped herself to some of the party food.

“Do you like my diaper?” Sweetie Belle asked with a light giggle, as she turned around and showed her padded rump to Apple Bloom.

“It’s very nice. Where did you find it?” Apple Bloom asked in reply.

“Oh, I just took one of my old foal diapers. Apparently, they still fit me quite well.” Sweetie Belle explained.

“You ain’t gonna use it, are you?” Apple Bloom asked worriedly.

“Not around all these ponies. I’m gonna try to use when I’m heading home after the party is over.” Sweetie Belle replied, and then quickly waddled off to find Button Mash.

Apple Bloom continued to enjoy herself enormously at the party. Even Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon seemed to reluctantly treat Apple Bloom nicely for once.

Apple Bloom also tried her hoof at some party games, including pin the tail on the pony, and bobbing for apples.

Unfortunately, all the party food that Apple Bloom ate eventually digested. And when it did, her lower regions began to give off a feeling that the yellow coated filly knew all too well.

“I can’t use my diaper out here. I’ll get caught for sure.” Apple Bloom thought to herself, and she knew what needed to be done.

Quickly and quietly, she slipped away from the party guests, and headed to the bathroom. Once Apple Bloom was safely inside, and had locked the door shut behind her, she let out a sigh of relief.

Taking off her costume, Apple Bloom stripped down to just her cloth diaper, which was currently still clean. That was about to change. But first, Apple Bloom took the liberty of removing all the necessary changing supplies from her costume. This included a new diaper, some wet wipes, and a small canister of foal powder.

Lifting up the lid of the toilet bowl, Apple Bloom peered down into it. Then, she began to push and her bowels began to release. Timing it just right, she struck the surface of the water with her hoof, just in case Applejack might be listening on the other side.

Apple Bloom smiled once her work was complete, and used a few squares of toilet paper to clean off her hoof. Then, she trotted back over to where her changing supplies were, and proceeded to change herself. It had taken quite a bit of practice at first, but by now, Apple Bloom was a pro at changing out of a dirty diaper and into a clean one.

“A job well done, if I do say so myself.” Apple Bloom said happily, once she had cleaned herself up and changed into a fresh diaper. Now she could rejoin the party, and nopony would be any the wiser to what had just happened. All that remained, was to put the dirty diaper somewhere out of sight until the party was over. Then, Apple Bloom could come back, pick it up, and take it to be cleaned.

Unfortunately, before Apple Bloom had a chance to do much of anything with her old diaper, she heard the sound of hooves knocking on the bathroom door. “Hey, Apple Bloom. Hurry it up in there, will you?” Applejack called from the other side of the door “Other ponies have to use this bathroom too you know. Is everything okay?”

“What?! Oh… y-yeah, everything is just fine.” Apple Bloom replied quickly.

“Well, finish up pretty soon, or I’m comin’ in there!” Applejack threatened seriously.

Apple Bloom began to panic. There was no way she could hide the dirty diaper in such a short amount of time, and there was certainly no way she was going to expose her secret to Applejack. Applejack would blow her stack, and likely ground Apple Bloom for months. Not to mention, she would confiscate all of Apple Bloom’s diapers, and make sure to hide them somewhere where the filly wouldn’t be able to obtain them.

“What am I gonna do?! What am I gonna do?!” Apple Bloom thought nervously to herself. She grabbed her used cloth diaper, and tried to think of where she could put it. Every single place she thought of she quickly dismissed, knowing that it wouldn’t be able to stay hidden for long.

Then, Apple Bloom looked at the toilet, and a thought came to her mind. What if she just flushed her stinky diaper down the toilet? Sure, she’d be flushing away a re-usable cloth diaper, and she did not like that idea at all. But it was just one diaper, and she had plenty more hidden away that she could use. Besides, she could always try to ask Sweetie Belle to fish it out later. Ponies flushed things down toilets all the time, surely there had to be a magic spell that could retrieve things that you didn’t intend to flush.

“Apple Bloom, I’m not gonna say it again!” Applejack said crossly “Come out of that bathroom right now, or I’m comin’ in!”

“Just a moment, Applejack! I gotta flush the toilet!” Apple Bloom replied, frantically tossing the cloth diaper into the toilet bowl, and pulling the handle to flush. Apple Bloom watched, as the cloth diaper began to spin around and around. “Come on! Go down! Go down! Go down!” Apple Bloom pleaded silently.

But much to Apple Bloom’s horror, the cloth diaper did not go down the drain. In fact, the water itself did not go down the drain. There was a noise, and the water began to rise up through the bowl, taking the diaper with it. “Uh-oh.” Apple Bloom said to herself, as she realized what was going to happen.

“Apple Bloom! What in the hay is going on in there?!” Applejack asked furiously, as she heard the sound of the toilet clogging up. Rather than wait for a reply, Applejack busted down the door with a firm kick.

As soon as Applejack set hoof in the bathroom, she felt her hoof be soaked by toilet water which was now flooding the bathroom floor. The toilet had overflowed completely, and the source of the problem quickly revealed itself to Applejack.

Floating in the bowl was a cloth diaper that was Apple Bloom’s size. Applejack had changed similarly looking cloth diapers for quite a while, but it had been months since Apple Bloom had stopped using them and started using the toilet.

And yet, there was a cloth diaper, a used one no less. And it was floating in the toilet bowl. To make matters worse, Apple Bloom herself was in nothing but a cloth diaper. It didn’t take Applejack long to realize what was going on. “Apple Bloom!” she shouted, as she felt her anger rising to levels that it normally never rose to.

“Uh, this isn’t what it looks like?” Apple Bloom said nervously, even though she knew that argument wouldn’t hold up. She was in big trouble.

[NSFW] Googles by Eu Vou!

Caramel had never felt so moronic in ages. Why he was still listening to Billy Cobra and his "brilliant" ideas, he didn't know, but he still did, every time. Today, Billy was begin really insistent.

"So, got this nifty thing from the Preschool," he said, showing off a pair of gooles with thick lens, three switches and rubber straps "my mother says that she uses it very rarely nowadays, with the new regulations and all, so I kinda wanted to test it."

"You're telling me, Preschool teachers used to be outfitted with googles that should allow them to see underneath clothes, to check if their undies or diapers are fine? Do you think I'm a moron, Billy?" Caramel said slowly and with an hint of acidity in his voice. Billy shrugged, as he lent the hand holding the googles forward.

"Well, no, but I think you should try still and see if they do work."

"Will you stop pester me if I do?" Caramel asked frustrated.

Billy nodded and said "Well, yeah, I will stop if you do try."

Caramel quickly snatched the googles out of Billy Cobra's hands, before stretching the rubber to make it fit around his head and over his brown hair. With a plopping sound, the rubber attached itself to his face, thusly allowing to see trhoguht the lens... which still showed the same scenery Caramel had seen without the googles on.

"It doesn't work." Caramel stated annoyed.

"Turn down the first switch from your forefront. Tht should make it work," Billy said, after he chuckled lightly, in turn making Caramel groan, as he flickered the switch with a violent middle finger snap.

Slowly but surely, Caramel's vision took shades of green. Looking at Billy, he noticed that his clothes were little more than auras now,  while his white boxers hidden under his jeans were clearly visible. Caramel recoiled a little with his head, as he flickered it off quickly and snapped it off his head.

"Okay, I wasn't expecting that!" Caramel said, as he kept the googles in hands like if he was holding something extracted from the sewers and given only a summary water cleaning. All of this made Billy laugh and slap his knee.

"Told ya it works!" He said, as his laugh died down to be replaced by fast-paced breaths and he wiped off a couple of tears that had came out during his laugh.

There was silence between the two guys for a few minutes.

All of the sudden, Caramel realized the potential applications that such device could provide him, which, he assumed, was likely the reason for why Billy had brougth it to him in the first place.

"Shall we go to the bar in front of the school?" Caramel asked with a smirk.

"Yes, let's do that!"

Half an hour later, Billy Cobra and Caramel were sitting on the white plastic chairs of the bar just next to school, drinking some lemon soda and chatting about everything and anything, while they waited for any girl they knew to pass nearby.

"And so, as I was going to..." Caramel was saying, before begin suddenly interrupted by a index put in front of his mouth and a low hiss from Billy Cobra.

"There they are!" Billy said in a low voice, as he pointed at his right. Caramel turned in that direction and saw Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Applejack passing by while chatting, which made Caramel forget his friend's sudden interruption and made him smirk instead, as he moved his left hand towards Billy, closing and opening his palm a couple of times.

"Googles please." Caramel said, and Billy pulled them out of his trousers' pocket without hesitation. Caramel unfolded them and quickly set them over his head, aligning his eyes to the googles' lense, quickly turning towards the four girl's direction, and then flickered the switch just as the four stopped walking to settle down.

"Let's see..." Caramel said, a bit of drool already coming up as he started at Rarity, whose clothes had already disappeared from Caramel's sight "Rarity is wearing one of those fancy frilly bras straight outta a Renaissance fair that stay tight, which is a shame, considered that she has huge melons. Down there she is wearing, surprise surprise, panties with some laces and a gem pattern."

Caramel moved his eyes to Rainbow Dash, who was sitting on the bench with her legs encompassing the stone bench's back and her legs spread out. Caramel could see her nearly-flat chest free of anything, which meant a lack of bras.

"Then again, she has it flat, so what would be the point of a bra?" Caramel said to himself, as he looked down where her skirt was, only to see something completely unexpected. It was pink and covered in flower and butterflies patterns, and it seemingly bulged out from her actual genitalia.

"What are those? Those can't be bloomers, they'd be visible without this thing. But they are not panties, either, they are too..." a slight ping came from his googles and the underwear he looked started to seemingly pulse with red lines, highlighting the front of it in green. Looking in the corner of his eye, he saw a written message next to the highlight.

"Wet pull-up detected, may proceed to change." He read out with a whisper.

"Hey, Caramel, what happened?" Billy Cobra said, interrupting Caramel's reading, which made him jerk away a bit.

"This thing is telling me that I'm seeing a wet pull-up, but I..." Caramel realized "Nevermind. Still, Rainbow Dash wears diapers, girly ones, and uses them too."

Caramel went back to watch the group, and, he saw that Pinkie Pie was also seemingly wearing a diaper (or two, if the message 'double-padding detected, manual check reccomended" was anything to go by), and so did Applejack, who also had crapped into it.

"Oh God... I can't believe this... you gotta see it for yourself, Billy!" Caramel said, flickering the googles off, snapping them away from his head and giving them to Billy, who immediately put it on, flickering it on too.

“Wow… that’s odd.” Billy said, as he mvoed his head forward a bit “Yes, Applejack has apparently pooped herself, and Rainbow Dash… well, you saw it, right?”

“I wonder if we-”

“Forget it, they would most likely figure out that we’ve been up to something.” Billy said “Then again, we could they to talk and veer the conversation towards that topic.”

Caramel saw Rarity kneeling next to Rainbow Dash, who was blushing, as her skirt was briefly lifted and Rarity tocuehd it.

“Well… that didn’t take too long. Let’s go ask!” Caramel said, moving forward towards the bench where the four girls sat, leaving Billy behind telling him to not go.

As Caramel approached, Rainbow Dash had gotten up, the blush on her face almsot covering all her face and her left hand in Rarity’s right one, while Pinkie and Applejack started to talk.

“Applejack, why didn’t go with her, if you have used it?” Pinkie asked. Applejack crossed her arms together.

“Well, I just wanted to keep it on!” Applejack said, crossing her arm together and lookign down at Pinkie, who answered “That’s true, but… aren’t you afraid of begin caught thnaks to the smell.”

Caramel chuckled. They didn’t notice him. It was tiem to strike. Raising his left hand and waving, he said “Hello there, beauties, I see you’re talking about your… uumm… used undies.”

"I told you, Applejack.” Pinkie Pia declared.

Sissy by XXXX

As much as it was embarrassing to admit, Pipsqueak didn't mind staying with Sweetie Belle at the "Foalish Fun Place" run by the party pony Pinkie Pie and the town librarian's mother Twilight Velvet.

Sure, Velvet was quite... odd, to say the least, with her tendency to treat ponies up to a certain age like little ones. But at least she had improved a little, compared to how she was when she first came to Ponyville and had to be basically secluded either in the establishment or in Pinkie's house. Also, diapers were oddly nice to wear, and he wasn't going to turn down any offer of going out with her that Sweetie Belle made to him.

Pipsqueak was now laying on the padded bench of the stallion's changing rooms, while Matrona was casting a spell on his lower parts, which made Pipsqueak feel tingly down there, in addition of making them somewhat bloat. He didn't protest, though, and let Matrona powder him up, at which point she went to the diaper and accessories storage nearby, extracting two packs of diapers, one plain white pacifier, a diaper cover with butterfly and flower designs printed on top of it, and two onesies, one light green and one pink with a tutu sewn aroudn the waist.

"So, these diapers are thicker, and these ones  are less heavy," Matrona said, pushing the two packs forward "Which one do you prefer?"

Pipsqueak looked at the packs to check which kind of diapers were inside them, only to see they were both still closed, which made him say.

"Thicker ones please." Pipsqueak said, blushing a bit as he said that, as his lower body still felt throbbing (but it had ceased to tingle). Matrona nodded and, with the help of her teeth, she opened the package, revealing the diapers underneath. they were pink, with flowers and swirls on it, and, judging by their size, they were really, really poofy.

Pipsqueak blushed even harder, as Matrona lifted his rear legs up a bit, and then taped up the diaper over Pipsqueak's crotch. When he tried to join his rear legs together, the diaper bulk crinkled, forming a formidable obstacle to that action.

Matrona, paying no heed to it, took the pacifier and set it in Pipsqueak's mouth, before bopping his nose and lifting him up with her magic.

"Let's get upstairs now," Matrona said, bringing Pipsqueak up the stairs. there, in the main room, Pipsqueak saw Sweetie belle wearing a simple pink pull-up and a green sundress. Matron lowered Pipsqueak with her magic.

"There, go have some fun now!" Matrona said, playfully patting Pipsqueak's big diaper, making him almost topple over. Once he regained balance, Pipsqueak crinkled and waddles hsi way towards Sweetie Belle.

She turned around, saying with a giggle "Oh Pip, you look so cute in a pink diaper! You'd be even cuter if you were dressed like a princess!"

Pipsqueak blushed even harder, as he watched Sweetie Belle trotting to the clothing's wardrobe to pick up the clothes she wanted to put on him.

"The things I do for her..." Pipsqueak whispered to himself, as hse saw Sweetie Belle coming back with a frilly poofy light blue and white dress, plus booties and make-up kit.

Awkardness by SuperPinkbrony12

Now it was Applejack’s turn to blush, as her cousin had just discovered her “used undergarment” problem. It was only a matter of time until the truth came out.

“How ever did you find out about our little ‘secrets’?” Rarity asked Caramel, relieved that she herself wasn’t wearing a diaper.

“Just a hunch.” Caramel shrugged, deciding to keep the truth behind his discovery secret, Both because he wasn’t certain any of the girls would believe him, and because he didn’t want them to beat him up if they did.

“Just leave us alone, Caramel!” Applejack snapped “We were having a good time until you showed up!”

“I don’t think so. From the looks of things, you had a problem even before I showed up.” Caramel replied.

Applejack tried, rather poorly, to feign innocence. “What problem? I don’t have a problem. You must be imaging things!” she hastily replied.

“I’m talking about the fact that you apparently pooped yourself earlier, and didn’t even bother to get changed,” Caramel said, as he stuck out one of his fingers and made a tsking sound “And now, it seems you just recently went and used it again. I’m honestly surprised I couldn’t smell it, until now.”

“So, I messed myself twice in a row, big deal.” Applejack replied, even though she knew that argument wouldn’t hold water.

“I’d say it’s a very big deal,” Pinkie Pie spoke up “After all, my diapers are still clean. And at least Rainbow Dash only wet herself just a moment ago. You were in a stinky diaper from the moment we met up, but you didn’t bother to change or use the bathroom.”

“You know, now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you use a bathroom even once.” Rainbow Dash realized.

Applejack gulped, she knew where this conversation was heading, and she didn’t like it at all.

“Darling, is there some sort of reason why you seem to enjoy using diapers, instead of going to the toilet like you’re suppose to?” Rarity asked, as she, her friends, and Caramel, all began to look Applejack with suspicion.

“Uh, about that. The thing is…” Applejack began, before gulping and freezing up.

“Yes?” Her friends and Caramel asked.

Applejack sighed, the time had come for the truth to be revealed. “I was never potty trained. There, I said it!”

There was a long and awkward silence, and nobody dared to say anything. At last, Rainbow Dash broke the silence by laughing like crazy “Oh come on, Applejack. I at least have the excuse of sometimes needing pull-ups for long sporting events. Even I’m not lazy enough to not bother potty training myself.” she chuckled.

“And at least I’m only wearing diapers so Pound and Pumpkin Cake don’t feel bad about having to wear them.” Pinkie Pie added.

“I’m afraid Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie bring up some very good points,” Rarity reluctantly chimed in “You really have no excuse for not being toilet trained by this point.”

“Ah, that would explain why your bathroom breaks always took so long,” Caramel realized “You weren’t using the toilet, you were getting yourself changed.”

“Go ahead, make fun of me for all I care!” Applejack said angrily “I know it sounds really stupid, but it’s true!”

“Didn’t anyone ever try to teach you?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“Ma and Pa were too busy working the fields to teach me. My brother naturally assumed Ma and Pa were trainin’ me, and by the time Granny Smith found out, she was too old and too tired to put in an effort to teach me,” Applejack explained “I wanted to learn on my own, but I never found the time. Somethin’ else always came up.”

As soon as Applejack had finished speaking, her friends and Caramel began to laugh once again.

“Well, why didn’t you just tell us you were never trained?” Rarity asked, suppressing a light chuckle.

“Yeah, we’d be more than willing to help you out with that.” Rainbow Dash added.

“After all, isn’t that what friends are for?” Pinkie Pie finished.

“Or does the little baby want to stay in her diapers for the rest of her life?” Caramel teased.

Applejack went red in the face, and snorted. She hated being called a baby, especially by Caramel. “If it’ll get you to shut up, I’m willin’ to be potty trained.”

“Ah, excellent,” Caramel smiled, and motioned for the other girls to follow him “Let’s go to the bathroom and get you ladies changed into clean diapers. Except you, Applejack. You’re gonna learn how to use the potty. No ifs, ands, or buts.”

Applejack just sighed, as she was escorted into the ladies room of Canterlot High. Fortunately, it was unoccupied.

Once Caramel had finished changing Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, he took off Applejack dirty diaper, and threw it into a nearby trash can. After cleaning her up a bit, he instructed her to follow him into one of the stalls.

Applejack reluctantly obeyed, and she watched as Caramel raised the lid of the toilet. Then, he pointed to the toilet and said “Sit down on the seat.”

“But Caramel-” Applejack began.

“No buts!” Caramel protested “Sit on that set, or I’ll have to make ya.”

Applejack did as she was told, and with her friends watching, she sat down on the porcelain seat of the white toilet. “Now what?” she asked Caramel, even though she knew the answer.

“Now, just do your business like you would normally do,” Caramel instructed “Doesn’t matter if you poop or pee, so long as it goes into the toilet bowl.”

“What?! Now?! In front of all my friends?!” Applejack gasped.

Caramel nodded “It’s either that, or you can be stucked in diapers for the rest of your life.”

Applejack just sighed. This was going to be a very long day. Especially with her cousin treating her like a potty training toddler.

Encopresis by Diokno44

It was a warm autumn afternoon in Canterlot City. Two children, both five years old, were playing at the local park. One was Sweetie Belle, Rarity's younger sister, and Scootaloo, Rainbow's adopted sister/daughter. Both had been potty trained at an early age, though Scootaloo had been stubborn for awhile. Having had to go to a regional competition, Rainbow. had asked if her girlfriend, Fluttershy could watch them, which she happily agreed. Rarity neededpo Sweetie watched while she worked on a heavy order for a fashion show coming up.

"You're it Sweetie!" The purple haired girl yelled, poking her friend. She grinned, and ran off. It was during this time Scootaloo felt a strange warmth in her shorts, but figured it was just the sun's heat. Sweetie pouted, and ran after her friend. Fluttershy giggled at their antic, but sniffed the air, smelling some odd, like manure. She figured it was just a squirrel or someone's pet dog. The young 18 year old cracked open a book, peeking ever few minutes to see the kids were still within her sight, as she had instructed them.

"Tag!" Sweetie grinned, tagging her friend. She had momentarily tripped on a rock when her shoe iit, causing her finger to to poke her friend's shorts. She felt an odd squish at the back, but her young mind brushed it off as nothing. After regaining her footing, she giggled and sped away from her orange skinned best friend. Apple Bloom was sick with a nasty cold, so she couldn't join them in playtime.

Over an hour later, the two kids went back to the bench. It was then the smell grew stronger. Fluttershy turned to the two, "Girls, would it be alright, I checked to see if either of you had an accident in their undies?" She had read in parenting magazines that kindergarten age children still had accidents, due to their developing bodies. Both girls blushed, and turned around.

"Alright, you first Sweetie," Fluttershy smiled, lifting up the hem of Sweetie's frilled violet dress. She pulled back the teddy bear patterned underwear, created by Rarity, and found them dry and clean. "That means..." She pulled back Scootaloo's purple shorts, finding a pile of squished poop nestled in the back. "Scootaloo, why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know I made poopie." The athletic girl said, blushing brightly. She squirmed as her shorts were released.

"Oh dear, come on, let's get you some ‘protection,’ I'm taking you to Dr. Stable Hoof." Flutttershy took their hands in hers. Grabbing their stuff, she made her way to the nearest pharmacy, both girls in tow.

Sewer by XXXX

Seaweed Hooker wasn't a pony that had a very exciting life, begin a low-coast  algae gatherer and living in a bamboo and balsa wood shack next to the coast where his work took place. Sure, sometimes his village organzied some feasts, and, occassionally, relatives came to visit, but, aside from those, it was hard to break routine.

"And, with this, I'm at twenty," he said, pulling up his small web full of seawweds onto his dinky little boat "another five full webs, and I'll be done for today."

That said, Seaweed opened up the web. Suddenly, from inside the ball of seawweds, ad yellow blur jumped out, shouting "Freedom at last!"

Confused and surprised, Seaweed Hooker jumped backwards and looked at the yellow blur's general direction, only to see a yellow filly no odler than seven with orange mane prancing in place and laughing madly for seemingly no reason.

"Who are you? What were you doing inside that? You know that you shouldn't swim around here, right? There's the sewer exit nearby." Seaweed Hook her asked, a hint of terror in his vocie, as the filly immediately calmed down, spitting a bit of water mixed with algae out of the ship, before answering to the seapony's questions.

"My name is Noi. One of my friends thought it would have been fun to flush down my toilet, only because..." she stopped mid-sentence "Ah, nevermind, it was just an arguemtn between me and her. Anyways, where am I?"

Seaweed Hooker looked ocnfsued at Noi, stupified by the way she had gotten there.

"Are you serious? My relatives say tha toilets aren't big enough to flush down a filly," Seaweed said. Noi looked at the seapony surprised.

"Well, most don't fit a filly, but apparently my friend's does. However, 'your relatives'? Don't you have a toilet at home?" Noi asekd.

"I live in a shack, with just enough money to pay for the boat, the shack, the food and some little extras, and, to my knowledge, the plumbing for a bathroom is expensive, so, whenever nature calls, I go in the woods or use the sea."

Noi's cheeks puffed out and she was holding her mouth with her right hoof, a gagging sound comign from her.

"Erm... sorry. Anyways, where do you live?" Seaweed asked after a few moments of silence, in which the boat rocked, leaving him enough time to think about why he didn't need to specify where he expelled his wastes.

"Ponyville... I don't know how far it is, thought." Noi said, as her expression calmed down once more. Seaweed hooker sighed, as he took the boat's paddle, and started to move his boat towards the coast.

"Yes, it's quite far, five hours by hoof from my village. It's getting late, so you may want to stay for the night," Seaweed Hooker said, whle he paddled, Noi waved her ffront hooves around as hse sat down.

"No thanks, just give me a map and some food, I'll take it from there."

"But you may..."

"Look, I know I shouldn't do that, but I don't know your countryponies, and I've barely got to know you, so I don't have much faith in you."

Seaweed Hooker sighed, as his boat had already started to poitn towards the sandy coast, where other algae harvesters were doing their usual work.

"Okay, as you wish, Noi."

Pride by SuperPinkbrony12

Starlight Glimmer really wanted to be anywhere but Magic Kindergarten, especially considering the circumstances surrounding her return to the dreaded place.

Everything had gone downhill for her after an alicorn named Twilight Sparkle had arrived in Starlight’s village. The alicorn and her friends had ultimately succeeded in destroy Starlight Glimmer’s utopia, restoring the cutie marks to everypony.

Starlight thought she could elude capture by running into the mountains, but unfortunately, her plan was foiled when a freak avalanche blocked her only escape route.

Once she was captured, Starlight Glimmer was turned over to Princess Celestia for punishment.

Rather than banish Starlight Glimmer from Equestria, however, Princess Celestia decided that Starlight Glimmer deserved a supposedly “less harsh” punishment. And so she was condemned to serve as a teacher in the Magic Kindergarten class of Canterlot.

To make matters even worse, Princess Celestia had insisted on a particularly embarrassing undergarment, that Starlight Glimmer had to wear.

“Good morning, students.” Bright Spark said with a smile.

“Good morning Ms. Spark.” the foals replied happily.

“Class, I want you all to give a warm welcome to my new teaching assistant, Starlight Glimmer. Or Ms. Glimmer, as she will be called while she is here.”

“Hello Ms. Glimmer.” the foals greeted, as Starlight Glimmer reluctantly entered the classroom. In a matter of seconds, they took notice of what she was wearing around her rump, and they burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?!” Starlight Glimmer snapped, instantly losing her cool and feeling her anger bubble back to the surface.

A filly no more than five years of age broke off from laughing for a moment, and said to Starlight Glimmer “You’re wearing a diaper. And mommy tells me that big ponies don’t wear diapers.”

“Now class, you know better than to make fun of other ponies for what they wear,” Bright Spark lectured sternly, commanding the attention of the foals “Ms. Glimmer is wearing this diaper at Princess Celestia’s request. The princess hoped that you would more easily accept someone that was wearing what you all normally wear. But if you’re going to make fun of Ms. Glimmer, you will be in serious trouble.”

“Why is she even here?” a colt asked.

“She is here to understand how cutie marks do not change who you are, and that nopony has the right to tell you how to live.” Bright Spark explained. The colts and fillies were quickly silenced upon learning that, largely because they had no idea what it meant.

The silence that fell over the classroom was the most welcome sound that Starlight Glimmer had heard all day. And as she took her seat, she was relieved that she still had her pride. That was something that nopony was going to take away from her. Not Twilight Sparkle, not a bunch of ungrateful villagers, and certainly not Princess Celestia.

She could only hope, that her time in Magic Kindergarten wouldn’t be too unbearable. At the moment, she wanted nothing more than to forget about the terrible hand life had dealt her.

Bathtub by Daxn

"Are you out of the reversing agent? What?" Rarity said, her vocie suppsoed to be a bellow but sounding more the whine of a hungry baby pony. And, to an external viewer, she coudl pass off that way in apperance.

As much as Rariy liked to remain young, she didn't wish to remain that young.

"I'm sorry, but that's the way it goes," Aloe said, as she lifted Rarity out of the bathtub she had been swimming inside for minutes that looked hours to Rarity by now. "We can try to refund you and gvie it to you in four days."

Rarity shook her head, sprinking water all over the place, annoyed.

"Four days? This is gonna be ruinous! I got there for relax from my work and my sister's antics, not for get additional pressure onto me!" Rarity whined and teared up, as Aloe put her on her back and brougth her outside, towards the bathrooms proper. Rarity whined and whimpered all the way to the bathroom, until Aloe set her on the changing table present in the mare's bathroom.

"What? Why? I may look like a foal, but I don't need a diaper! I can do it perfectly by myself!" Rarity said, flailing her hooves around.

"Miss, try to stay on a toielti n this state, then tell me how it works out." Aloe said, as she opened the hidden drawer in the wall, which contained a thin swim diaper for foals, with single tape for sides, sea and fish decoratiosn and all. Rarity pouted. Aloe may have been right, but that still didn't made it any less embarassing and stressfull.

"I guess you may want to go back home now. Do you happen to have any relatives at home?" Aloe asked, as she finished to powder Rarity and tape up the diaper. Rarity nodded.

"Yes, I better go home," Rarity said "My sister may be not the best in dlign with foals, but i'ts better than nothing."

Aloe simply nodded, picked rarity up and, after setting her on her back, she set off to Rarity's home.

After twenty minutes of walking around town, Aloe reached the door of Rarity's hoome.

"End of line," Aloe said, as she knocked the door. A quick trot ensued, follwoed by the door creaking and the revelation of Sweetie Belleas the oen that opened the door.

"Hello, Ma'am Aloe!" Sweetie Belle said happily, just before switchign tone "Rarity is-"

"Actually," Aleo said, taking Rarity by the neck and placign her onto the ground "I'm here ot give Rarity back to you."

Rarity frowned strongly, as her hearth stopped in front of the sight of Sweetie Belle's ever-increasing smile, at the sight of her bigger sister regressed to the point she was the little sister.

"Oh My Celestia, Rarity! you're so cute!" Sweetie Belle said, scooping rarity up and starteing to cover her face in kisses given in rapid succession, obstacling Rarity, forcing her to just endure her sister's smothering.

"I'm gonna dress oyu up, feed you, put oyu to bed, put make-up on you, tuck you to bed, play with you..." Sweetie Belel squaked and hugged Rarity tightly, the warm and tight embrace making breathing an hard task.

"Can't... breath... Sweetie..." Rarity said, on the verge of turning blue, as Sweetie Belle loosened her grip, blushgin a little and folding her ears against her head.

"Uh, sorry Rarity, got carried." She said "So, need anything?"

Rarity heard her lwoer body grumbled.

"Yes, food and toilet escorting."

Bathroom by XXXX

"Bathroom."

A weird and scary word connected to an equally-scary place, for little Rainbow Dash.

The bathroom was scarier than spiders. It was worse than the doctors. Darkness was less terrifying, and the crawling monsters under her bed ran away at the sound of it. Aside from begin cold and big, and smelling like one of her used diapers constantly, the place's king was huge, white, really noise, and left no chance to anything tha entered into it to leave, ocne it started eating with its infernal noise... in short, Rainbow Dash didn't like it one bit.

Her parents had insisted time and tiem again that usign the bathroom was going to make her a big filly and stop begin a little one, but Rainbow Dash refused to do so.

After all, diaper changes were better than stay inside such a room, where things could enter and never leave. Her parents had resorted to make her try to use smaller version of the white mosnter-thing that made the awful noise, but it was of no use, as Dash feared it was going to eat her away anyway.

"Dashie, c'mon!" Rainbow Dash's fahter siad "This is ridicolous! You are four and half now and you're able to preen and eat all alone, why won't you use the toilet?"

Rainbow Dash crossed her tiny frotn hooves together, as her father cleaned up her poopy butt and her dried her kitty up.

"Diapees are fun, toilet is scary," she said, as her nether regiosn were powdered. Her fahter sighed, as he unfolded a ligth blue diaper with yellow bolts on the front.

"Dashie, the toilet isn't a mosnter, it's harmless." Rainbow Dash's father said, and Rainbow Dash pouted even more.

"Nu-uh!" Rainbow Dash said, as she flapped her way off the bed "I don't wanna use the toilet!"

"So, you wanna remain a little filly?" Rainbow Dash's father siad.

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened at the idea. She didn't want to stay a little filly, she just wanted to not use the toilet!

"But I'm big filly, I just not wnat to use toilet!" Rainbow Dash protested, which made her father sigh again.

"Would you do it in the garden? You know, no diaper, but oyu must go potty outside the house?" Dash's fahter said, clearly annoyed. Rainbow Dash immediately smiled, at  the prospect of what her fahter said, which basically amounted to play for as long as she liked without any diaper checks or toielt breaks.

"Yay!" Rainbow Dash said, clappign her hooves happily.

Revelation by SuperPinkbrony12

Pinkie Pie was extremely grateful to Croissant for taking her in. After all her time spent searching, Pinkie Pie had finally found a shelter that was willing to accept her. In fact, Croissant’s place was more than a shelter, it was a home.

This was made abundantly clear when Croissant immediately gave Pinkie Pie a bath. After all her time spent roughing it, Pinkie Pie had gotten used to not having any sort of indoor plumbing. She had just bathed in rivers or lakes whenever it was possible. Very rarely did she find somepony willing to let her use a bathroom to clean herself up.

After an incredibly relaxing, and enjoyable bubble bath, Croissant introduced Pinkie Pie to her younger sister, an aspiring young baker named Cup Cake. She had recently gotten engaged to a stallion in Ponyville named Carrot Cake, but promised to come back and foalsit Pinkie Pie as much as she could.

Before leaving, however, Cup Cake helped Croissant prepare dinner for Pinkie Pie. And the two mares quickly discovered that Pinkie Pie had quite an appetite.

All in all, Pinkie Pie had enjoyed her first day in her new home very nicely. Nothing felt better than having a sparkling clean coat, a full tummy, and a roof over her head.

“Goodnight, my little Pinkie.” Croissant said sweetly, as she tucked Pinkie Pie into bed and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

“Goodnight, Miss. Croissant.” Pinkie Pie replied softly. She still didn’t quite feel comfortable enough to call Croissant anything other than Miss. Croissant. Croissant could not replace her mother.

Croissant said nothing in reply, and simply turned off the light in Pinkie Pie’s bedroom. She then closed the door, and waited until she heard the sound of snoring, before she left.

Pinkie Pie slept soundly throughout the night. But when she opened her eyes, she was surprised at the sight that lay before her. She was back in her old bedroom at the rock farm, something that the filly found most confusing.

“What am I doing back here?” she thought to herself. Just then, the door to her room opened, and in walked her mom.

“Hello, my little Pinkamina. I am glad you’ve come home.” Cloudy Quartz said in her motherly tone.

“Mom? What’s going on? Where’s Croissant? Why am I here?” Pinkie Pie asked, but to her horror, she found that her mom could not hear her at all.

“Your father and I realized that we were wrong to send you out into the world all on your own,” Cloudy Quartz continued “You are just a filly, a very eager one at that. You are ill prepared for the dangers that lurk in the outside world.”

“But you said I couldn’t stay on the rock farm after I got my cutie mark. You said I had to go out into the world, and make the most of my talent,” Pinkie Pie protested, as her mom dragged her through the bedroom door and out into the living room “You said that I would never be truly happy if I stayed on the rock farm for the rest of my life.”

Cloudy Quartz noticed the distressed look on Pinkie Pie’s face, but since she could not hear her daughter’s voice, she had no way to know what was troubling Pinkie Pie.

“Hey, Pinkamina. Come here and give your father a hug. He’s missed you dearly!” Igneous Rock spoke up, walking over to his daughter and grabbing her by the tail before she could run away.

“Daddy, stop! Let me go!” Pinkie Pie pleaded, to no avail.

“Oh, does my little Pinkamina need to use the little fillies room?” Igneous Rock asked, as he observed his daughter flailing about like crazy.

Before Pinkie Pie could respond, she suddenly found herself being awoken from her sleep by a familiar hissing noise. She shot up in bed, relieved to learn that her bad dream had been just that.

But just a few seconds afterwards, Pinkie Pie looked down at her bed, and saw something that made her want to cry. Her bedsheets were soaked, and smelled heavily of urine. It took her very little time to realize that she had wet the bed.

Pinkie Pie felt ashamed of herself. She had never wet the bed before. Not even back at the rock farm, despite her family having a history of bedwetting prevalent among female family members.

Pinkie Pie couldn’t stop herself, and despite every effort not to do so, she burst into tears and sobbed loudly.

Croissant was awoken from her sleep by the sound of distressed crying from Pinkie Pie’s room. Her motherly instincts immediately kicked in, and she raced to the bedroom where Pinkie Pie slept.

Upon entering the room, Croissant’s nose was immediately assaulted with a familiar smell. It was the same kind of smell that she had put up with as a daycare worker. It was the smell of soaked bedsheets.

Croissant quickly put two and two together, and knew what was troubling Pinkie Pie. Thinking quickly, she raced over to the crying filly and scooped her into her hooves. “There, there, Pinkie. There’s nothing to be upset about. Many ponies your age wet the bed at least once.”

“But, but-” Pinkie Pie began, in between sobs of tears.

Croissant quickly shushed Pinkie Pie, and began to cradle the filly back and forth until she had calmed down. “You have nothing to fear, my little filly,” Croissant said in a gentle voice “But we must get you cleaned up.” As soon as those words were out, Croissant carried Pinkie Pie out of the bedroom, and down the hall.

Pinkie Pie was most surprised, when they passed by the bathroom door. She was even more surprised, when Croissant walked through a door at the end of the hallway that had apparently not been used in years.

“Pinkie Pie, there is something about me that you do not understand.” Croissant said in a kind yet serious voice.

“What is it?” Pinkie Pie asked nervously.

“I have always longed for a filly of my own, but alas I have not been able to obtain one,” Croissant explained “But, you are the exact size and personality for the kind of filly I always wanted. So, would you be willing to let me raise you as if you were my own foal?”

“I… guess so.” Pinkie Pie said nervously.

“Good.” Croissant replied with a smile, and opened the door. In an instant, Pinkie Pie’s eyes beheld a sight unlike anything that they had ever seen before.

A giant nursery lay just beyond the door, including a large crib that stood next to a changing table fully stocked with every kind of diaper ever created. Near the crib lay a large collection of stuffed animals.

Croissant carried Pinkie Pie into the nursery, and laid her gently on the soft, padded surface of the changing table. She then bent down, and retrieved a few wet wipes.

Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but shiver, as the cold wipes made contact with her flank, and wiped away the pee that clung to her coat. Fortunately, in only a matter of seconds, all traces of Pinkie’s accident had been removed, and Croissant tossed the wet wipes into a nearby trash can.

“Now, we shall get you diapered to prevent future nighttime incidents.” Croissant spoke up, as she took one of the nighttime protection diapers, and slowly slipped it underneath Pinkie’s butt.

“Do I really have to wear these, Miss. Croissant?” Pinkie Pie asked, as the diaper was taped to her.

“It would make me very happy if you did. And I would appreciate it if, from now, you called me ‘Mommy’.” Croissant replied, as she sprinkled some foal powder into the diaper, before lifting Pinkie Pie off the changing table.

“Why are you doing all of this?” Pinkie Pie asked nervously, as she was lowered into the crib.

“A filly like yourself has been exposed to a lot of things in the world that you should not have had to be exposed to. Most importantly, you have not had the chance to truly enjoy your childhood,” Croissant explained “This will give us both the chance to bond and connect, without worrying about what you endured during your search.”

“Does that mean I’ll actually be treated like a baby?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“If that is what you really want,” Croissant replied “For right now, you will sleep in this crib, at least until your bed sheets are washed. And at night, you will use your diapers for as long as you sleep in the crib.”

“But, what if I have to go to the bathroom at night?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“You do not need to worry about that anymore, my little filly,” Croissant said with a sweet smile “Just use your diapers, and I will change you when I come to check on you in the morning. If you need a change before then, you can call me with the baby monitor that I will leave next to your crib.”

“Okay, mommy.” Pinkie Pie replied, and drifted off to sleep once again.

Croissant just smiled, and after turning on the baby monitor, she turned off the light, and left the nursery. Her time with Pinkie Pie would be very enjoyable. At long last, she had gotten her wish.

As for Pinkie Pie, she found it surprisingly easier to fall asleep with a diaper. Somehow, the stress of not having to worry about waking up in the middle of the night, and having to use the bathroom, made her feel more relaxed than she had felt when the night had begun.

Perhaps, in time, she would grow to enjoy being a baby. But for right now, she was just interested in getting as much sleep as possible. And so, she closed her eyes, and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

Gift by Daxn

After a handful of farts, Applejack released her bowels and bladder, the water plopping loudly and tinklign at the same time. Caramel gestured towards a blushing Applejack to keep going.

"Tell me when you're done, so that I can clean you up," Caramel said, as he, along with Applejack's friends, kept staring at his cousin going in the toilet bowl. Applejack, biting her lip, blushed evne harder, another fart coming out of her, until, with another plop, Applejack whimpered.

"I'm done..." Applejack said, as she got up, turnign around to show off her feces-caked butt. Caramel, without saying a word, grabbed the toielt papers and quickly cleaned her cousin's butt up, throwing the used paper in the toilet bowl full of her wastes of both kinds, before givign the paper roll to Applejack.

"Well, I guess you wanna take care of your fanny on your own, and I think you know how to re-tape that diaper up," Caramel said, as he gave the paper roll to Applejack and left the stall, closing the bathroom stall's door behind him.

With this done, Caramel stood next to the door, facing Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash looking at him somewhat intently, which got hsi attention.

"What's up with the looks?" Caramel said.

"Well... I didn't expect to see it work," Rainbow Dash said, scratching the back of her head with her right hand "Applejack is usually too stubborn to listen."

"Familiar bonds, combined with taunting, can do woners to the people like Applejack, Rainbow Dash, my friend," Rarity said, leaning against the white sink, as she then spoke with a tone of cautious curisoity. "Rather, my interested gaze derived from those aviator googles in your pocket you have been carying sicne we met outside. I wonder, what is their purpose?"

"Yeah, I was going to ask that too." Pinkie Pie said, her tone hinting a more excited curiosity compared to Rarity's, as a squeaking came from the bathroom's stall door, revealing Applejack back in her usual clothes.

Caramel went pale in the face, as he realized he had no plausible excuse for having the googles in his pocket. His only escape route, at this point, was to refuge himself into audacity and state the truth right away.

He extracted the googles, unfolding them up, them gave them to Rarity after he kneeled and put them in one hand.

"Take them, set onto your eyes, and flicker the first switch. You'll understand how I really caught your friends' secret and..." Caramel blushed, as he stopped mid-sentence, before he could mentioned he had taken a look at her fancy undies. Rarity didn't catch the undertones of it, isntead opting for take the googles up and snapping them onto her face, which made her recoil a little and hiss in slight pain. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash had went next to Pinkie, who was looking interested at Rarity.

"What's going on?" Applejack whispered in her ocusin's ear, making Caramel answer with the truth.

"Some kind of X-ray googles that actually work. Don't ask me where he got them ask Billy Cobra."

That said, Caramel turned around, jsut in tiem for see Rarity put her right hand over her mouth and giggle slightly, which made Rainbow and Pinkei look at her sideways.

"What's so funny, Rarity?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"Pinkie Pie, you silly girl, you should stop drinking so much fizzy drinks!" Rarity said behidn her giglign fit, which made Pinkie Pie recoil and look surprised at Rarity, just as Rainbow Dash and Applejack did.

"How'd you know that?!" Pinkie Pie said with a loud squeal "And did it really leak in the second diaper?"

"Well, this interesting gadget tells me you are double padded and very, very wet. Considered that I can also see your belly button, your baloon tatoo on one of your gluteus, and what bra are you wearing, I'd say this is pretty accurate."

Pinkie Pie blushed to the point of turning completely red.

"I have to say, this is a pretty interesting object. I wonder, where do they sell them, and for how much? With so many diaper lovers, it would be useful to keep track of everybody." Rarity said, as she snapped the gooogles off and Pinkie Pie waddled with her head lowered inside one of the bathroom stalls, waiting for rarity to change her.

Caramel smirked.

"Billy Cobra gifted it to me, and I don't know where you can find them, outside soem shady sites on the Net. However, pay me ten bucks, and they are all yours, Rarity."

Rarity extracted a handful of bills from her skirt's pockets withotu hesitation, as Rainbow Dash and Applejack sighed at the same time. Caramel took the amounts of bills established, and then said.

"Yours now. I guess that'll make easier for baby Applejack to be checked and follwed throught her potty training," Caramel said, as he wrapped his left arm around Applejack's neck, making her blush.

"Oh, sure," Rarity said, chuckling as she put the googles in one of the pockets "it will make it all the easier. Also, it seems these could work for get a... 'better look' of certain cute boys I met around school."

Caramel chuckled. In all, it had been a good day.

Now, if he were to get the same googles from Billy...

Swing by SuperPinkbrony12

Rainbow Dash was extremely thrilled at the deal her father struck with her. She could leave behind her diapers once and for all, without having to venture near that scary place called the bathroom.

Doing her business outside was really enjoyable. She got to play for as long as she wanted, without having to worry about needing her diaper checked, or having to struggle against being taken to the bathroom.

But Rainbow Dash’s parents weren’t willing to give up without a fight. They were determined to get their daughter potty trained, one way or another.

One fine summer day, Rainbow Dash was outside, playing on her playset. She did not yet feel the need to have a bowel movement, and so she was enjoying herself enormously.

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash’s mother and father were awaiting the arrival of somepony very important.

“Are you really sure this is the right thing to do, honey?” Rainbow Dash’s mother asked.

“Our garden cannot continue to smell of manure all the time. The neighbors will complain, and Rainbow Dash will have no friends,” Rainbow Dash’s father replied “This is the only way we can correct the issue.”

“I just don’t know how I feel about some stranger teaching our little Dashie how to use the toilet.” Rainbow Dash’s mother said with concern.

“She said it herself that she has plenty of experience dealing with foals that don’t want to be potty trained. She has a very good track record for this sort of thing.” Rainbow Dash’s father explained seriously.

Just then, there was a knock at the front door. “Ah, that must be the foalsitter.” Rainbow Dash’s father realized, and went to open the door.

When the door was opened, a pegasus mare no more than 30 years of age strolled in. She had a coat that was as white as snow, and her sky blue mane and tail were styled into a series of curls that looked lovely. Her cutie mark was a toilet seat, to symbolize how good she was at getting colts and fillies to use the toilet.

“Hello,” the pegasus mare greeted warmly “I am Swirly Sweet, foalsitter and toilet trainer extraordinaire. You must be the mother and father of Rainbow Dash, correct?”

“Indeed we are,” Rainbow Dash’s father replied seriously, shaking Swirly Sweet’s hoof “Thank you for coming on such short notice. But we really need your help.”

“Think nothing of it, I am here to help,” Swirly Sweet said firmly “So, what seems to be the problem with Rainbow Dash? Once I know why she’s so unwilling to be potty trained, I’ll have a better idea on how to fix it.”

“Well, it all started when Rainbow Dash was two years old,” Rainbow Dash’s mother began “We told her that she was old enough to be potty trained, and use the bathroom. But right from the start, she refused to co-operate.”

“She wouldn’t go near the toilet, let alone sit on it,” Rainbow Dash’s father added “Kept claiming it was going to eat her up. We tried to ease her fears by getting her a training potty, and telling her she could use it. But even that wouldn’t work, because she said that it would just eat her instead. Eventually, I got sick of changing her diapers. So I told her she had to go potty outside the house.”

Swirly Sweet was silent for a moment, as she listened to what Rainbow Dash’s mother and father had to say. Then, after a little bit of thinking to herself, she turned to the parents and said boldly “You have nothing to worry about. By the end of this day, Rainbow Dash will be using the toilet like all big ponies do.”

“What will you do?” Rainbow Dash’s mother and father asked.

“I’m going to use the methods I’ve always used when dealing with cases of toilet fear.” Swirly Sweet replied, and whispered her plan to Rainbow Dash’s parents.

Rainbow Dash was busy swinging back and forth on her swingset, enjoying the feeling she received as she pushed herself higher and higher. But her enjoyment didn’t last for long, as she suddenly felt a familiar pressure in her lower regions. She knew what that meant, she had to poop.

“Hello, Rainbow Dash.” Swirly Sweet greeted, walking over to her client.

Rainbow Dash was incredibly surprised to see a pony besides her parents, especially one that she had never seen before. She did not like this new pony at all. “Go away!” she said crossly, as she climbed out of her swingset.

“Rainbow Dash! That is NOT how you greet a pony who is only here to help you.” Swirly Sweet scolded.

“Who are you?! And what do you mean by ‘help me’?! Me no need help!” Rainbow Dash protested.

“I am Swirly Sweet, and oh yes you do,” Swirly Sweet replied, grabbing Rainbow Dash by the tail “You are not using the toilet like you’re suppose to. And your parents have tasked me with correcting that issue.”

“I don’t wanna use the toilet, it too scary!” Rainbow Dash said in defiance, and tried to run away. Thankfully, her urge to poop wasn’t very strong, yet.

“It isn’t scary, you just think it is.” Swirly Sweet replied in a half kind, half serious tone of voice, as she dragged a squirming and kicking Rainbow Dash into the house.

Rainbow Dash put up quite the fight, as she was dragged through her house and into the bathroom. “I ain’t using the toilet! You can’t make me!” she protested, even as Swirly Sweet dragged her into the bathroom, and closed the door behind them.

“Now, Rainbow Dash. You listen, and you listen good,” Swirly Sweet said seriously, as she placed the squirming filly on the toilet “You are going to sit on the toilet seat until you do your business! We can do this the easy way, or the hard way! It’s your choice!”

Rainbow Dash was frantic, as her butt touched the seat of the king of the bathroom. She felt for sure it was looking at her with its evil eyes, and saying “I haven’t had a rainbow colored filly before. I wonder what it will taste like.”

Immediately, Rainbow Dash began to panic. She wanted to get off the toilet before it had a chance to eat her. But just by looking at her legs, she could easily see that jumping down was not an option. She was too high off the ground. And her wings weren’t developed enough to let her fly for more than a few seconds.

“I wanna get off! I wanna get off!” Rainbow Dash shouted, crying and screaming, as she flailed about on the toilet seat.

“Rainbow Dash, calm down! You’re going to lose your balance!” Swirly Sweet replied.

But Rainbow Dash didn’t listen, she continued to flail around. Sure enough, her body was unable to handle the erratic motions she was making, and her butt began to slide off of the seat. In her haste to avoid falling off the seat and into the bowl, Rainbow Dash tried to grab hold of something. But the only thing her hooves grabbed, was the silver flusher, and they forced it down.

Swirly Sweet gasped in horror, as she saw Rainbow Dash fall into the toilet bowl, and disappear down the drain after spinning around with the toilet water.

“This isn’t good! How am I gonna explain this to the parents?!” Swirly Sweet said to herself, as she eyed the toilet.

Bow by Daxn

The galloping sound of the horses on the bare ground echoed across the whole stadium, forbidding Sunset to ever get distracted from the race. As the horses reached the half of the track, where the targets were apparently in range of the arquebuise, Appiano shot first.

The thunderous roar of the firearm, accompanied by the loud thump made by the target falling down and a lots of white smoke coming out of the weapon's muzzle, made Sunset jolt into place  and briefly quake at the loud sound. As the echoes of the gunshot dispersed, a more subtle whooshing sound and lighter thump signaled that Blueblood had released the arrow. Sunset looked closely, as the arrow described a parabolic descent just underneath the target and small cry of frustration was heard coming from Blueblood.

Now both were galloping towards the targets, passing through them before slowing their steeds down, Appiano by violently pulling the rein and clashing the bit against the horse's dentature, which made it whinny and nearly rear. Blueblood, instead, stopped his cavalcature by patting his horse's back in a short rhythm. Sunset rose from her seat and walked even closer to the circuit, so to hear the conversation of the two even better.

"Dè." Appiano simply interjected, as he guided his horse towards a hook next to a water trodge, where he tied it by the bridles, allowing it to lower its head and drink. Blueblood said nothing, as he lead his horse to the water trodge too, making it drink. Once the horses were seemingly had quenched their thirst, Appiano gestured to wipe the circuit's dust off his clothes

"Dè, are we going to check the targets out or not?"  Appiano said  shrugging,

Blueblood groaned and nodded, as he started to walk towards the targets, his walking posture more rhythmical and coordinated than Appiano's but also more hunchbacked, and his chest slightly inflated in a way that suggested a provocation to a hand-to-hand duel.

He looks really convinced he lost, Susnet thought, smiling widely with glee, as she stood with her back up against the seat's back I hope he's right!

Sunset then looked up, at the circuit's other end, and saw Blueblood facepalming and Appiano fist-pumping. Quickly, she got up and hurried to the other side, rushing between the green plastic seats and trying to not fall down the concrete steps of the bleachers.

Lemme see, oh Tengri, lemme see! Sunset thought excited, as she hopped over two seats, before sitting on one covered in vulgar graffitis, that however gave a perfect visual and hearing of the events. Sunset saw   a scorch mark just next to the bullseye, while the arrow was firmly inside the sand of the circuit just under the target it was supposed to it.

"-re, you shall do what you've promsied to do, in case ofm y victory!" Appiano said triumphantly behidn his laugh, while Blueblood crossed his arms and grumbled.

"If I wasn't the man I am, I would be brought to not accept it and call this a foul," Blueblood pointed at the short arrow inside the dust and then to the scorch mark "But I am a man of word. Shall I buy the equipment?"

"Oh, no, no, no," Appiano said, shaking his left index and bowing slightly as he spoke, as Blueblood tensed up "I have a better solution, for swap around your warrior's bow with a girl bow."

"And that would be?"

"Dè, go and talk to Vice Principal Luna, she'd love to have a few words with you, along with giving you the appropriate attire..."

The next day, after her morning routine, Sunset Shimmer arrived to school, only to greeted by a wondrous sight. In front of her, Apppiano, dressed in a red toga and with a wreath crown on his head, was saluting with his right hand while riding a white mare. Behind him, two tall guys dressed in a yellow and red conquistador attire walked holding up a couple of banners, one, with white background, representing a stylized man holding up his legs, symbol of Tengri, while he held up a stylized sun. The other banner represented an heraldic symbol on red background so complicated, that Sunset Shimmer failed to recognize anything but vague shapes in the cluster of symbols.

However, the one standing out in this small parade was Blueblood, who walked in-between the two banner bearers. Blueblood was wearing a pink shirt with a giant white heart in the middle, his crotch was covered by a pink thick diaper covered in butterfly and flower designs, and, to top it off, he wore a tutu and had a pink pacifier in his mouth.

"Dè, look at him! Look at him, and laugh! He is not so scary anymore, eh?" Blueblood said, moving his left arm towards Blueblood, as he shouted at the curious crowd that had gathered in the meanwhile "He has no powers now, so, rejoice at his humiliation!"

Sunset, as she moved towards the entrance to the school, chuckled indeed, as she then looked around her, to see some of the students cheering, laughing, or doing both at alternate times, as Appiano paraded with his horse in the schoolyard, and the banner bearers escorted Blueblood at the entrance, where a baffled Fleur de Lis and Jet Set looked at what was going on, with Jet Set removing his glasses and leaving his mouth agape.

"Blueblood... what is the reason for this?" Jet Set asked, as Blueblood quickly pointed at his pacifier and then waved his left index finger, a strong blush on his face.

"What? Speak up!"

"I think he's trying to say he can't talk," Fleur De Lis said, as the banner bearers marched their way out of the crowd and the school "Something tells me this was made as result of a dare between students."

"Dè," appiano said, as he moved up the stps, slowly and solemnly, holding his toga to the chest with his right hand "we duelled on horseback for reach a solution to a problem we had. This is jsut how I wanted to rub in the salt in the wounds, considered that Blueblood broke the condition of the duel before we even begun. Could've broguth out more banners with a hand makign the fig sign, but I felt that dress him liek a little girl was going to be enough."

Sunset Shimmer barely suppressed laughter, as Blueblood glared at Appiano, while Jet Set nodded slowly and Fleur de Lis let out a hearty giggle.

"As long as he doesn't disrupt class..." Fleur de Lis sing-sang, as then the starting bell rang.

Pub by XXXX

Ruby Pinch was ready for anything, when Berry Punch had told her that she was going to escort her to the pub. Anything, from hoof fights between drunks, bar brawls and other amenities, to drunk old ponies singing like dying cats in a woodchipper.

But change adult diapers wasn't something she expected to do.

"Um... shouldn't we go away now?" Ruby Pinch said, as she wiped her sister's urine-soaked nether regions and slid away the used diaper her sister had been wearing until then.

Berry Punch took anotehr sip from her jug full of hard cider, before slamming it on the floor.

"Not until I finish all the five barrels I bought for two bits!" She said between the hippicups, as Ruby Pinch taped up the new white diaper upon her sister's crotch. Deciding that she didn't want to bother with another change, Ruby Pinch took another diaper and set it over the other one.

"There, that should reduce the changes," Ruby Pinch said, as she then grabbed the empty jug on the floor and rushed to the bar, where the bartender, a big fat dark gray stallion was refusing the advances of a light red mare with green mane.

"No, I don't want that!" The bartender said, as he turned around to see Ruby Pinch. Without stopping his conversation, he grabbed a cider barrel and threw it next to Berry Punch.

“Listen, I’m not free, okay?” Teh Bartender said to the mare, who swished her butt around towards the stallion.

Ruby Pinch, after a brief moment where she saw her life flashing before her, went back to her drunk sister, and, after putting the jug in place, opened the barrell's wooden tap and let the alcoholic beverage fill it. Berry Punch then quickly grabbed it and drunk it in two sips.

"Two more barrels to go..." Ruby Pinch whispered to herself.

Plunger by XXXX

Swirly Sweet had to think quick, if she wnated to retrive Rainbow Dash, the foal she had been tasked to take care of. After a bit rush, she noticed tha the toilet had stopped working and was overflowing instead, sign that Rainbow Dash was stuck in the tubes. A plugner was goign to be good.

Swirly Sweet rushed out of the bathroom and, goign by instcint, she went to the shde in the garden of that house. Rummaging throguth the boxes and the old furniture inside, Swirly Sweet found the instrument jsut rught behind a half-broken crib.

Once she had taken it, Swirly Sweet rushed back into the bathroom, shounting "Hold on, Dashie, I'm coming!" and recevign a garbled cry in return.

Swirly then put the rubber end of the plunger in the toilet's hole, pushign up and down, the sucking motion splashing water around and making gurgling noises.

"C'mon!" Swirly Sweet said, toielt water mixing with her sweat, as she kept makign that movement, until, with a plop, Rainbow Dash, soaked in water, fluttered out of the toielt bowl.

"I scared!" She shouted, as she hugged Swirly Sweet while crying, with Swirly Sweets hugging Dash back tightly.

"Sssshhhh, it's all good, it's all over now, nopony is gonna hurt you?"

"Even the toielt monster?" Rainbow Dash asked, nearly shivrering, which made Swirly Sweet chuckles.

"Yes, not even it. You killed it."

Suddenly, Rainbow Dash's mood soared, as she undid the ug and clapped her front hooves together.

"Yay! I hero!"

Truce by SuperPinkbrony12

Diamond Tiara thought for sure that spiking the Apple family’s drinks would make things even after the humiliation she was forced to endure at the hooves of Apple Bloom. But she thought wrong.

Once the laxatives ran out, and the Apple family realized who had put them in their drinks, Filthy Rich was extremely furious.

Apple Bloom didn’t escape karma either, when the truth came out about her bet with Diamond Tiara, and how she had specifically rigged it to win.

“Now then, Diamond Tiara, what do you have to say to the Apples?” Filthy Rich asked his daughter. He had brought her over to Sweet Apple Acres to try and sort out the bad blood going on between his daughter and the heir to the Apple family business.

Diamond Tiara reluctantly sighed and tried her hardest to sound sincere as she said “I’m sorry for spiking your drinks with laxatives, and making you diaper dependent for days. And Apple Bloom, I’m sorry I teased you about your nighttime pooping problem. I should’ve just left the issue alone.”

“And what do you have to say in reply, Apple Bloom?” Applejack asked, nudging Apple Bloom a bit.

“And I’m sorry I cheated on our bet, and made you go to school in a wet pull-up,” Apple Bloom apologized “And I certainly shouldn’t have put you in the toilet bowl, that could’ve made you sick.”

“You’re darn right it could’ve!” Diamond Tiara snapped “That water was as cold as ice!”

“At least you had control over your bodily functions while you were sittin’ in it!” Apple Bloom snapped back “Do you know how embarrassin’ it was for me to soil myself almost non-stop for five days?!”

“Well, it serves you right for trying to be the big pony you weren’t!” Diamond Tiara replied with a humph “I should’ve just let you sit in that dirty pull-up!”

“And I should’ve flushed you after puttin’ you in the toilet bowl!” Apple Bloom shouted.

“The both of you acted pretty darn foalish if you ask me.” Applejack said, breaking up the arguing.

“Indeed you did. Both of you acted like a bunch of three year olds, instead of school aged fillies,” Filthy Rich scolded “And for that, we’re very disappointed in you.”

“Naturally, we decided that we needed to come up with a way to teach you both a lesson, and make sure that none of this happens again,” Applejack added “And after talkin’ it over with Ms. Cheerilee and Twilight, we decided that there was only one way to get you both to see the error of your ways.”

Both Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom suddenly felt incredibly nervous. They hated being punished, and the thought of a punishment that both of their guardians had agreed upon made them shudder in fear. Whatever it was, they were certain they weren’t going to like it at all.

“Since the two of you chose to act like foals, that’s what you’re going to be treated as.” Filthy Rich explained.

“What?!” Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom exclaimed at once.

“You must be joking!” Diamond Tiara replied.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t actually do that to us. Right?” Apple Bloom asked nervously.

“We would, and we will.” came Applejack and Filthy Rich’s replies. And before either Apple Bloom or Diamond Tiara could protest or escape, they were picked up and dragged into the house of Sweet Apple Acres.

The two fillies kicked and squirmed, shouting protests, and complaining about how unfair it was for them to be treated like foals. But neither Filthy Rich or Applejack took any notice, as the two fillies were carried upstairs.

“Ah, here we are.” Applejack said a short time later, and pushed open the door to her bedroom.

When Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom laid eyes on the bedroom, they immediately noticed that there was something noticeably different about it. They’d occasionally been inside this bedroom during some of their “sleepovers”, and never once could they recall the room looking the way it did now.

Off to one side rested a crib that looked like it was built for somepony that was Big Macintosh’s size, maybe even bigger. It had two pillows, one pink colored, and one amber colored, and scattered both inside the crib and outside of it were a wide variety of stuffed animals. One of them was a familiar donkey with button eyes that looked like it had seen better days.

On the other side of the room there stood a changing table that seemed to be as big as the crib, and certainly bigger than the changing table Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom had seen at Sugarcube Corner. Various packages of filly sized diapers lay on the changing table, as well as two canisters of foal powder, and several packs worth of wet wipes.

A short distance away from Applejack’s bed was a playpen that was the same size as the crib and the changing table, and it had rattles and foal toys laying inside of it.

In short, both Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom found themselves looking at a giant nursery. And it didn’t take them long to figure out who the nursery was built for.

“It wasn’t easy to obtain all the necessary supplies, but thanks to some business and family connections, the Apple family and I were able to set up this nursery just for the two of you.” Filthy Rich explained, as he and Applejack escorted the fillies inside. Once that was accomplished, he took the liberty of closing and locking the bedroom door.

“Are we gonna have to-” Apple Bloom gulped “Use our diapers?”

“Yup, for number one and number two.” Applejack replied with a smile.

“Ew! There is no way I’m soiling myself in a diaper!” Diamond Tiara protested “I like being able to use the potty.”

“Yeah! Why can’t we use the bathroom like normal ponies?!” Apple Bloom asked, reluctantly agreeing with Diamond Tiara.

“Because, potties are for big fillies, and neither of you are going to be big fillies for as long as you’re in this nursery!” Filthy Rich said seriously.

“But-” Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom began.

“No buts!” Filthy Rich and Applejack shouted at once, silencing any protests. Then, the two of them scooped up Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom respectively, and placed them both on the changing table.

“If either of you need a change, feel free to ask either of us. Same goes for bottles, toys, and everything else.” Filthy Rich explained, as he took one of the filly sized diapers out of the pack. Applejack did the same thing.

In perfect synchronization, Filthy Rich and Applejack proceeded to slide the diapers underneath the rumps of Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom respectively, and carefully tape them up. They took great care to make sure their little fillies couldn’t rip off the tapes, they didn’t want to have to clean up any accidents.

Then, still in perfect synchronization, Filthy Rich and Applejack each took a canister of foal powder, and worked generous amounts of the substance into Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom’s diapers. And before they put the fillies back on the floor, they inserted pacifiers into the two fillies mouths. Diamond Tiara had a silver colored one, and Apple Bloom had a bronze colored one.

Reluctantly, seeing as there was nothing else they could do, Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom crawled over to their playpen, and climbed into it. Both Filthy Rich and Applejack smiled and made cooing noises as they observed how cute the two fillies turned foals looked.

Diamond Tiara removed her pacifier, as did Apple Bloom, and for a moment neither of them dared to say anything. They just glared intensely at each other, as if locked into a staring contest, daring the other filly to blink.

At last, Diamond Tiara took a deep breath and broke the silence as she said to Apple Bloom “Like it or not, we’re in the same boat here.”

“I can see that.” Apple Bloom replied in a deadpan voice.

“Look, I don’t like you, and I know you don’t like me. But seeing as we’re both being diapered and treated like foals, we might as well make it better for the both of us.” Diamond Tiara explained.

“Are you sayin’ what I think you’re tryin’ to say?” Apple Bloom asked Diamond Tiara.

Diamond Tiara nodded “I propose a truce. At least until this cruel and unusual punishment is over. We’ll just put up with it, and it’ll stay our little secret.”

“Yeah, the less ponies that have to know about this, the better.” Apple Bloom agreed.

“But once we’re out of diapers, it’s back to being at each others throats. We’ll just agree to leave diapers and potty problems out of our feuds.” Diamond Tiara added.

“Fair enough. Seein’ as diapers are what got us into this mess, it’s probably best if we don’t try to include them in our little ‘games’.” Apple Bloom replied.

“So, do we have a deal?” Diamond Tiara asked, extending her hoof out to Apple Bloom.

“You bet your poofy padded pony butt we do!” Apple Bloom declared, as she extended her hoof out to Diamond Tiara’s and shook it.

“Then, let’s seal the deal with a secret hoofshake. That way, we’ll know it’s official.” Diamond Tiara suggested.

“Secret hoofshake?” Apple Bloom asked, looking incredibly confused.

“Just do what I do!” Diamond Tiara growled, and Apple Bloom reluctantly nodded in approval. “Bump, bump, diapered rump, lump!” and the two fillies proceeded to touch diapered butts with each other.

“Well, looks like they’re already startin’ to get along.” Applejack commented, as she and Filthy Rich observed the scene.

“Let’s hope it stays that way.” Filthy Rich said, letting a weary sigh of relief.

Powder by SuperPinkbrony12

Flash Sentry had come running the moment he’d heard sounds of crying coming from the bed chambers of the crystal princess. As he rushed to the bedroom, he was prepared for anything.

But when he opened the bedroom door, his nose was assaulted with a smell that made him drop his composure and put a hoof to his nose.

The source of the smell quickly revealed itself to Flash Sentry, it was poop from a foal, and it was spilling out of a diaper.

Flash Sentry just sighed, and raced out of the bedroom to retrieve a trash bag, gloves, a mop, and cleaning supplies. “Well, at least it beats standing around, doing nothing all day.” he said to himself.

When Flash Sentry came back, he was surprised when he bumped into Twilight Sparkle. He had not been expecting to see Equestria’s youngest princess. He quickly tried his best to look as important as possible as he said “A thousand pardons, your highness. If I had known you were raising a foal, I would’ve seen to it that the necessary accommodations were arranged.”

“At ease, Flash,” Twilight replied, sounding rather worn out “There’s been a slight ‘problem’ and the crystal princess has been regressed to a foal.”

“What?!” Flash Sentry exclaimed.

“I’m afraid it’s true, and Cadence has been quite the demanding foal,” Twilight admitted with a sigh “I was just on my way to inform Shining Armor, so that we can search for a cure.”

“You go right ahead and do that, your majesty,” Flash Sentry said with a bow “I shall take care of the crystal princess until you get back.”

“And what do you know about taking care of foals? You’re a guard, no offense.” Twilight said seriously.

“Well, I had to help my parents raise my little sister when I was growing up. So I know a thing or two when it comes to foalsitting.” Flash Sentry explained.

“And you really think you’re up to the challenge of foalsitting Cadence?” Twilight asked.

“No matter how demanding her foalness may be, I shall take good care of her. You have my word as an official member of the crystal guard.” Flash Sentry vowed.

“Very well then, do not let me down!” Twilight said seriously, and left the bedroom.

Flash Sentry quickly set to work on cleaning up the poop. He scooped it into a small dust pan, and carried it and the diaper into the crystal bathroom. He emptied the dust pan and the diaper’s contents into the crystal toilet and quickly flushed it all away. Then, he put the diaper in the trash bag and sealed it up.

With that done, Flash Sentry washed his hooves in the crystal sink, then went back to retrieve the cleaning supplies and the mop. True to his namesake, he was quick as a flash, and in a matter of seconds you would never have guessed that the floor had been dirty.

Then, Flash Sentry trotted over to the crib where the regressed Princess Cadence was sleeping. Gently scooping her up, he carried her into the crystal bathroom. And after taking out a changing mat from one of the cabinets, placed her onto it. Using a combination of wet wipes and toilet paper, Flash Sentry cleaned up the mess on Cadence’s rear. Then, he diapered her and powdered her, all without waking her up.

Flash Sentry smiled at how good of a job he’d done, and promptly flushed the toilet to dispose of the toilet paper.

Unfortunately, by doing so, he woke Cadence up. And Cadence began to cry all over again.

“Oh great.” Flash Sentry said sarcastically to himself, as he began to rock the crystal princess back and forth.

Piombino by Daxn

Flameboy Shy couldn't stop shifting in seat, despite the fact that he had recently changed his diaper and had not eaten much else in the past few hours.

"Oh Tengri, oh Tengri!" He whispered to himself, his hands joined together and a wide smile on his face and his feet stopping short from pounding the ground "I can't wait!"

The panel above Shy's head light up with a ping. Without thinking about it, Flameboy buckled himself up for landing, giggling with glee as he did so. The pressure in the cabin lowered itself, as the captain spoke up in Italian, telling something that Flameboy could only assume to be a standard message about the weather conditions and thanks for the choice of the airline.

With a loud roar and a thump that made him and some other passengers jolt up from their seats, the plane landed and slowed itself down by running down the landing strip.

Flameboy felt his heart race even more, at the idea that, yes, he had landed in the United Kingdom of Etruria and Latium, and yes, he had landed in Piombino, the home city of Appiano, his "daddy." As soon as the plane stopped altogether and the signal of keeping the belts buckled shut off, Flameboy unbuckled himself and, rushing past the two empty sets next to him, he went in the plane's alley to take his hand luggage.

"C'mon! Move up!" He muttered, as he saw the plane's passengers lining up and slowly walking out of the plane, forcing Flameboy to go at their slow pace, which only made him get more and more impatient by the minute.

After getting his passport stamped for approval, Flameboy rushed through the Arrival gate of Piombino's airport and, in the midst of the crowd of people, he saw Appiano standing next to a concrete pillar covered in ads for -- Flameboy assumed-- was expensive olive oil.

He rushed foward, his hand luggage in tow, as Appiano slowly turned around, smiled and opened his arms. Flameboy dropped the luggage just before hugging Appiano's chest.

"Dè, welcome to my land, my baby!" Appiano said, as he hugged Flameboy back "Did had a good journey?"

Flameboy undid the hug and looked up at Appiano, as he moved the hand luggage next to him and opened one of the luggage compartments and start to shuffle his hands around inside.

"Yes, I had a good journey." Flameboy said, as he extracted a green pacifier "Security at airport was kinda annoying about my diapers and my paci, but otherwise it was all good!"

He then set the pacifier inside his mouth and did a couple of suckles, blushing lightly as he did so. Appiano chuckled and patted his head, as he then turned around towards the terminal's exit, which was packed with people going out noisily.

"I guess so," Appiano said, as he grabbed Flameboy's luggage and held it up with one hand, surprising Flameboy a little "let's get going, Shy-shy, so that we can go to my home and you can have a ncie bottle of warm milk."

Flameboy blushed even more, at the idea of drinking from a baby bottle. As he followed Appiano outside and towards the bus stop, Flameboy suckled his pacifier contently, thinking at how much fun fun he was going to have and how much he was going to see in his vacation with his daddy.

"Dè, nobody is at the bus stop or at the ticket booths," appiano said, as he gestured towards Flameboy and hastened his step "Let's move up!"

Flameboy nodded and rushed behind Appiano, and stopping shy of colliding against his butt. Appiano handed over some money to the man behind the counter, receiving two green bus tickets in return. Appiano then handed one of them to Flameboy.

Flameboy briefly looked at the ticket, seeing an heraldic symbol similar to the one often shown by Appiano, but colour-inverted, topped by a crown and a laurel wreath. Undearneath this, there was the grayscale pciture of a bus, accompained with writings in Italian that Flameboy could only guess about.

"Dè, move up!"

Flameboy looked up, and saw Appiano already onto the bus and gesturing towards him to come. Flameboy ran towards him and, once Appiano had left space for do so, he hopped on.

Appiano took a seat in one of the seats farther from the bus entrance, setting Flameboy luggage in seat next to him. Flameboy Shy followed Appiano and also sat down, just as he felt something warm squishing on his crotch.

"Uuumm... Appiano?"

"Yes, Shy-shy?"

"I-I need changie..." Flameboy said behind his pacifier, lowering his head and blushing strongly as he did so. Appiano smiled.

"Well, simply lay down and I'll try to change you right away!"

Flameboy nodded and blushed even harder, at the idea of getting changed in a bus, even if it was empty. For calm himself down, he started to suckle on his pacifier, while Appiano untaped his white wet diaper, the bus already starting up and going down the road to Piombino proper.

Tangled by Dionkno12

It was the time of year on Sweet Apple Acres when the resident Apple Family started preparing for cider season. Applejack had been inspecting apples that would be turned into cider. That is, until Rainbow Dash flew in asking to help, or, as her friends knew, “wanting to have some cider early.” That was how we come to our current tale.

“Hrnk, come on AJ, i said I was sorry!” Rainbow squirmed. Applejack had tied her up in some of the thickest rope she had. On top of that, she had taped her prismatic maned friend in an extra thick diaper. “I mean seriously, a diaper? What in the name of Celestia’s marehood?”

Applejack snickered at her friend/rival, removing her left forehoof from her back. “Well Rainbow, since ah don’t want yah trying to make your own cider-again, or try tah sneak some cider from the barrel-again, so, yah ain’t moving far from me. Also, since ah can’t have yah running off, the outhouses and the home bathroom are off limits.”

Rainbow groaned, smacking her head on the warm ground. Today was gonna be a long one, at least she didn’t have to go.

It was then that the four five cheese, two pepper type, and soy salami burritos she had for breakfast caused her stomach to gurgle ominously.

Akawara by XXXX

There was something seriously wrong with Rarity's client.

Sweetie Belle could tell it.

His black long and scarce mane, his tiara seemingly made of red gold with three red feathers as decoration, his long horn covered in gem-encrusted rings, his crooked nose, his bronze coat, his torquoise eyes, his weird gold and silver earrings representing a pony and with a crescent underneath, his white and black checkered droopy attire with green hems, the fuzzy red leg armers tied to all his hooves ... everything of screamed "Dangerous Stranger" like the alarm of a firepony car, to Sweetie Belle.

But Rarity didn't seem to think like that, as she grined and, with her ears fodled, she asked for the nth time.

"I am afraid I didn't quite catch that, kind sir. Could you please be corteous enough to repeat that?"

The stallion sighed again, shaking all his clothing as he did so.

"I want to have somegoldloom and matchingbuttons because nuqashawiraykuy." He said, which made Rarity grin even wider and looked down.

"Um... not to be rude, but where are you from? Maybe a vocabulary of your language will help me in understanding your request better." She said, which made Sweetie Belle slightly enraged. She knew what that pony wanted: Rarity's money and her life. Sweetie Belle, as litttle sister, wasn't going to let it happen, not on her watch, so she acted

"He's asking your blood and cash!" Sweetie Belle said, as she charged forward towards the strange and creepy unicorn, just beofre leaping, horn in frist, hitting the weird pony's clothing, piercing it and making him recoil.

"Ñat'usqachinawaynauywa!" he shouted, as he recoiled and quickly turned around, all while Rarity remained there, frozen as she watched the scene unfolding before her "Youruined mydress!"

Sweetie Belle growled towards the pony and shook her tail as she scratched the ground with her right rear hoof.

"That'll teach you!" The filly said, as she prepared to charge again. The stallion bellowed, as his horn lit up and suddenly lfited up Sweetie Belle, causing her to flail helplessly in the air and shriek,

"Hinachuracunkiku,  qhuñasapa? Kanki hinallullu, hina tratasaq hinalullu!"

Sweetie Belle shiovered. He soudned really threatening and her lakc of understanding was only furthering her fear.

"P'achallichinsaq qan hoqakawara ima ujyainki lluxllu!" He shouted, as his horn started to glow around Sweetie Belle's crotch and mouth. Sweetie Belle stopped to ctruggle, as she felt the glows slowly taking a precise shapes and consistence, until late, too late, she realzied that the pony was magicking a diaper and a baby bottle full of milk onto her.

Sweetie Belel quickly tired to pop out the bottle, but the pony's magic was stronger, only tiring her, as she kept struggling against the  weird pony's magic. Soon, she was delicately put on the floor, ss Sweetie Belel noticed that she was sucking up warm milkfrom the bottle by reflex and that a diaper with golden geometrical designs and geometrical gerogliphs was firmly taped onto her crotch, all of which amde her cross her hooves and blush while pouting.

"Iwassaying.... goldenthread and buttons," the pony said, turnign around towards Rarity again.

Visit by Anon

"So, who do we have here today? Jackie begin a little one again?"

Applejack looked away, blushed and pouted annoyed, as Nurse Redheart had pinched her right cheek. Applejack still remembered when Nurse Redheart was younger, and used to assist Dr. Arp Aslàn in the check-ups involving Applejack, Big Mac and, later on, Apple Bloom.

Now applejack had been dropped off in Redheart ambulatory by Big Mac, with the expectation that Applejack wasn't going to get out of there until five hours later.

"I'm still a big pony!" Applejack said, the green cloth diaper firmly set on her crotch thanks to a couple of orange safety pins.

Nurse Redheart chuckled, as she moved the tray closer to the examination table where Applejack was sitting on.

"Well, you sure don't look like one," Nurse Redhearht said, as she took the sthetoscope in her front hooves "so I have to check you all up!"

Applejack sighed, as she let Nurse Redheart pass the stethoscope all over over her now-tiny chest.

After a bit, Nurse Redheart put off the stethoscope, pulled the plugs out of her ears and setit back on the tray.

"Well, now I'd need to take a sample of your pee and poop, so..." Nurse Redheart smiled, as applejack frowned strongly.

"You want me to use my diaper?" applejack squeaked in shock "Why can't I use a cup like normal?"

Nurse Redheart chuckled and patted her Applejack's tiny head.

"Because you could comfortably fit inside one, as you are right now." Nurse Redheart explained. Applejack, after a brief moment of stunned silence, turned around and tried to crawl away.

"No!"

Nurse Redhearth, withotu breakign a sweat, grabbed Applejack, moved her up in the air as she struggled.

"I'll help you in that, don't worry." And, with that said, Nurse Redheart pinned applejack down on the examination table, before pressing her right hoof upon Applejack's lower body.

Applejack yelped and, before she could even protest, she felt her bowels and bladder emptying right away, her cloth diaper soaking up her wastes quickly and efficiently, to the point that she barely noticed that she had done so. Still, Applejack huffed, angry at Redheart.

"You're so cute, when you are mad, Jackie," Nurse Redheart said, as she unpinned applejack's diaper away "Wait me here, I'm going to try to put as much as possible of your wastes in the phials."

Fresh by SuperPinkbrony12

Having heard Scootaloo’s scream of terror, Rarity came running into the room where Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were having their sleepover. Upon doing so, an incredibly vulgar smell reached her nose.

“Girls, did one of you have an accident in bed?” Rarity asked seriously.

Sweetie Belle immediately spoke up and said “It was Scootaloo. She had a nightmare that made her poop herself, and I think some of it got onto the bed.”

Scootaloo felt her face glow bright red, and she wished nothing more than to be small so she could just disappear.

Rarity sighed, and turned on the bedroom light. She then instructed both Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo to get off the bed, so she could check it. Sure enough, the sheets were stained on Scootaloo’s side by a substance that made Rarity gag.

“Sweetie Belle, please take Scootaloo to get cleaned up while I tend to the soiled bed sheets.” Rarity instructed.

“Sure thing sis,” Sweetie Belle said with a giggle, and turned to Scootaloo “Come on, the bathroom’s just down the hall. You’ll feel a lot better after a bath.”

Scootaloo wanted to say something, but she was too embarrassed to do so. All she could do was continue to blush, as she felt Sweetie Belle grab her by the hoof, and take her away.

Rarity, for her part, tried her best to keep a straight face. She would have to get Scootaloo some protection, but first she needed to scrub the poop out of the bedsheets. With another sigh, she carefully picked up the stained bed sheets with her magic, and carried them to her laundry room. “I’m going to have to have a talk with Scootaloo’s parents about this ‘problem.” she thought to herself.

Sweetie Belle wouldn’t stop giggling, as she escorted Scootaloo to the bathroom. She was going to have a lot of fun with her friend, and the best part was, she wouldn’t have to share it with anypony else.

Scootaloo, finally managing to overcome her embarrassment, said to Sweetie Belle “I’m sorry about the bed. I probably should’ve told you about my ‘problem’ before I went to bed.”

“Why didn’t you wear something? I sometimes wear pull-ups to bed so I don’t wet it.” Sweetie Belle replied.

“I haven’t had a problem for weeks. I thought I was cured,” Scootaloo told Sweetie Belle, before hanging her head and sighing “Apparently, I’m still just a baby.”

“Maybe, but at least you’re my baby.” Sweetie Belle said cheerfully, and led Scootaloo into Carousel Boutique’s master bathroom.

Scootaloo was amazed at how detailed the bathroom was. The tiled floors were polished and shined brightly. The cabinets and drawers housed all sorts of bath products and toiletries, Scootaloo never would’ve guessed there were so many different brands of mane shampoo.

But what really stood out about the master bathroom, were its two main plumbing fixtures. The bathtub, and the toilet.

The bathtub was bigger than any bathtub Scootaloo had ever seen before, with a sparkling shower head and drain plug to match it. The complimenting bath curtains made the tub look like it belonged in the bathroom of a Canterlot noble, not a Ponyville fashionista.

The toilet, though not quite as elegant as the bathtub, was still highly stylized. The porcelain was a shiny white in color from the tip of the tank, to the bottom of the bowl. The handle had clearly been polished and shined to perfection. And its size made it easy to recognize from afar.

“Now then, let’s get a bath started for you, Stinkaloo.” Sweetie Belle said teasingly, as she leaned over the tub, and turned the hot water handle to the right a bit. Within seconds, warm bath water began to fill the tub.

Scootaloo was all the more surprised, when she saw Sweetie Belle turn to her and say “Your bath will be ready shortly. In the meantime, why don’t you try and go potty so you don’t have an accident in the tub?”

“You want me to sit on that giant toilet?” Scootaloo asked. Perhaps giant was a bit of a stretch, but it certainly seemed bigger than it should be for a toilet.

“Of course, or is my little Scootaloo telling me she needs a swim diaper for her bath?” Sweetie Belle replied, making it quite clear that she was intending to treat her friend as if she were a foal.

“You actually have swim diapers?” Scootaloo nervously asked.

“You bet we do. I’m sure there’s some stashed in the cabinets under the sink,” Sweetie Belle replied “We also have foal powder, rash cream, and diaper wipes.”

“Well, I don’t need diapers!” Scootaloo snorted, and reluctantly went over to the toilet and climbed onto the seat.

“Not yet you don’t.” Sweetie Belle said with a giggle, and turned her attention back to preparing the bath.

Scootaloo found it hard to balance on the seat of the toilet, and it was of little surprise to her when she felt herself beginning to slide into the bowl. Nervously, she called out “Um, Sweetie Belle.” But Sweetie Belle was too occupied with checking the bath water to hear.

With a light splash, Scootaloo’s butt cheeks touched the bowl of the toilet. Unable to flap her wings for long enough to climb out, Scootaloo reluctantly sighed and did her business. It was only after she had done so that she heard Sweetie Belle turn off the tap.

“Okay, Scootaloo. Time for your bath. I hope you went potty,” Sweetie Belle called, as she turned away from the bathtub. But when she looked at the toilet, she could not see Scootaloo sitting on it. “Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle called.

“Down here.” came the muffled reply. Sweetie Belle looked down into the toilet bowl, and couldn’t help but chuckle some more at seeing her friend stuck inside it.

“Oh, it looks like the big potty really was a bit too big for you,” Sweetie Belle said innocently, as she reached a hoof out and fished her friend out of the bowl “You should’ve said something, I could’ve gotten you a training potty that was just right for your size.”

“I tried to call out to you, but you wouldn’t listen.” Scootaloo said angrily, as Sweetie Belle took some toilet paper off of the nearby tube, and proceeded to wipe her friend’s butt clean of poo.

“Well, next time you have to go, the big potty is off limits,” Sweetie Belle said seriously, which made Scootaloo snort in frustration “But for now, let’s get you into the tub and get you all squeaky clean. Then we can put a fresh diaper on you.”

Scootaloo found being bathed and cleaned by her friend to be far less embarrassing, compared to everything she’d had to endure since awakening from her nightmare a short time ago.

That being said, she still hated the idea of being treated like a two year old by one of her friends. She was a big pony.

Once Sweetie Belle had finished getting Scootaloo cleaned up, she used her magic to place a couple of bath toys in the tub. They ranged from the obvious choices of rubber ducks and  plastic boats, to more unusual selections such as mini royal guards and squirt guns. “Keep playing, Scootaloo. I’ll be right back.” Sweetie Belle called.

“Where are you going?” Scootaloo asked.

“I’ve got to get you into a new diaper before you go back to bed,” Sweetie Belle explained innocently “Can’t having you soiling yourself in your sleep, and ruining my bedsheets again.”

“But it was only one accident.” Scootaloo protested.

“It’s not up for argument, my little foal. You’re going to wear a diaper, and I don’t want to hear any complaints. If you need a change, you can ask me, or Rarity.” Sweetie Belle scolded, and began to search through the cabinets beneath the sink.

Scootaloo hoped and prayed that Sweetie Belle wouldn’t be able to find any diapers in her size. But unfortunately it turned out to be all for naught, as she heard her friend call out a few seconds later “Ah-ha, I knew we still had some Silly Filly brand nighttime protection! These will do just fine!”

“Life, why do you hate me so?” Scootaloo thought to herself, as Sweetie Belle came back to the tub and pulled out the plug. In a matter of seconds, the water began to disappear down the drain.

Scootaloo wanted to get out and dry herself off, but Sweetie Belle wouldn’t let her. Reluctantly, Scootaloo decided not to fight back, and allowed Sweetie Belle to lift her out of the bathtub and dry her with a towel.

Once that was done, Scootaloo knew what was coming next. And her worst fears were confirmed when Sweetie Belle pulled out a bright green changing mat, and instructed Scootaloo to lay down on its padded surface.

Scootaloo obeyed, and just seconds after she had done so, she heard a crinkling noise. Pouting and folding her hooves across her chest, Scootaloo felt a diaper being slid under her rump and taped up. To make matters worse, the diaper had a series of crudely drawn Power Ponies characters to serve as wetness indicators.

“Now, we can’t get forget the powder. Wouldn’t want my foal to get a diaper rash.” Sweetie Belle said cheerfully, as she opened the front of Scootaloo’s diaper, and shook the bottle of foal powder over it. Large puffs of the powder found their way onto Scootaloo’s diaper, as well as Sweetie Belle face, but the filly took no notice.

“There we go, all nice and snug.” Sweetie Belle smiled, as she helped Scootaloo to stand, and then put the foal powder, changing mat, and pack of diapers back under the same cabinets where she had found them.

Scootaloo felt a new wave of embarrassment wash over, as the crinkling noise of her diaper echoed down the hallway, while Sweetie Belle led her back to the bedroom.

All in all, Scootaloo was just glad that Apple Bloom wasn’t present for this sleepover. But something told her that Sweetie Belle was unlikely to stay quiet about this for long.

In fact, Scootaloo had a sneaking suspicion that her friend was going to start looking for more and more excuses to diaper her, and treat her like a foal.

Rarity, for her part, smiled at how cute Scootaloo looked. “At least now Sweetie Belle won’t be using me whenever she wants to play house.” she thought to herself, as she turned out the light, and left the bedroom.

Daycare by SuperPinkbrony12

Maud Pie wasn’t at all worried about going to a new daycare facility, while her parents attended an important farming convention in another town. Maud always found ways to keep herself occupied wherever she went.

The same could not be said for Pinkie Pie, Maud’s younger sister. Known as Pinkamina to everyone but Maud, Pinkie Pie was more of a sensitive child. And the thought of leaving home, even for just a little while, made her uneasy.

Fortunately, Pinkie Pie had still her amazing big sister Maud. As long as Maud was by her side, Pinkie was certain she could overcome anything.

The daycare center was known as Sunny Skies Foalcare Palace, and it was easy to see how it got the name. The brightly painted walls and floors made it seem like the city of Cloudsdale that Maud and Pinkie had heard so much about.

The staff were really cheerful, and went out of their way to make sure that every guest that came through the doors felt welcome.

But all the same, Pinkie Pie became a bit bored, and Maud would be lying if she said she wasn’t starting to grow bored as well. There had to be something that the two of them could do to fix that. And as it turned out, Maud knew just what that something was.

Waiting until naptime, Maud and Pinkie Pie pretended to fall asleep. Once the foalsitter in charge of them had left, Maud carefully slipped out of her sleeping bag, and trotted quietly over to Pinkie Pie.

“Ready to have some fun?” Maud whispered to her younger sister.

“Ready.” came the reply from Pinkie Pie. Maud smiled a little, and helped free her younger sister from the sleeping bag.

“Where are we going, Maud?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“Can’t tell you, it’s a surprise.” Maud whispered in reply, and instructed Pinkie Pie to follow her. Pinkie Pie did so without hesitation, and she and Maud crawled across the floor of the room they were in.

Pinkie Pie followed Maud through the bathroom door, and into one of the stalls. Then, Maud came to a halt, and pointed at the only object that was in the stall. The toilet, or the big pony potty as Pinkie and Maud’s parents had called it.

“You brought me here to look at the toilet?” Pinkie Pie asked her sister, who nodded in reply “But why? There’s nothing fun about the toilet.”

“Just watch.” Maud said softly, and instructed Pinkie Pie to look at the bowl. Pinkie Pie did so without hesitation, and she watched as Maud took a piece of toilet paper off of a nearby roll, and dropped it in the bowl. Then, Maud pressed down on the handle, and she and Pinkie Pie watched as the toilet paper spun around, and disappeared down the drain.

Pinkie Pie found herself breaking out into laughter for a reason she couldn’t understand, and from the looks of things, Maud was smiling as well.

“See? Wasn’t that fun?” Maud asked her younger sister.

“It was fun. Let’s do it again!” Pinkie Pie cheered, and she went over to the toilet paper roll, and began to unwind it until a chain of it stretched from the roll to the toilet bowl. “Flush it, Maud!” Pinkie Pie instructed.

Maud did so, and she and Pinkie Pie repeated the process several times over the next few seconds. The toilet began to suck down the toilet paper bit by bit, and the roll got shorter and shorter. It wasn’t long before the last of the toilet paper on the roll was flushed down the drain, never to be seen again.

“Guess the fun is over.” Maud said seriously, convinced that there was nothing left to flush.

But Pinkie Pie didn’t want the fun to end, she wanted the fun to continue. Surely there was something else she could flush down the toilet. Then, a thought came to her. “Hey, Maud, why don’t we flush ourselves down the toilet?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“What?” Maud replied, uncertain whether or not she’d heard Pinkie Pie right.

“We can fit. It’ll be lots and lots of fun.” Pinkie Pie said eagerly.

“But how would that even work? One of us would have to flush the toilet first.” Maud explained.

“So, the one of us that does it just has to jump into the bowl after pushing the handle down,” Pinkie Pie explained “And the other one gets to jump into the bowl ahead of time.”

“Well, if you’re really sure that’s a good idea, then you can be the one to flush the toilet.” Maud replied, and reluctantly jumped down into the toilet bowl. The water was cold, but Maud didn’t really mind.

Pinkie Pie went over to the toilet handle, and prepared to start the flushing. This was going to be so much fun! Nopony else had ever flushed themselves down a toilet before.

Change by Eu Vou!

"Applejack!" Apple Bloom said, as she dried off her face from Applejack's urine, which had been shot in Apple Bloom's face after she had cracked out a thick pink diaper with frills going around the whole diaper liek some kind of in-built skirt.

"Listen, Apple Bloom, either you diaper me with something less stupid, or you leave me diaperless, 'cuz I'm not gonna go aroudn with that thing on my flank!" Applejack said scowling and crossing her small hooves together, the old wet diaper open underneath her butt.

Apple Bloom rubbed the napkin on her face faster, as she then grabbed a srapy can of vanilla parfume, that she then sprayed upon her.

"But sis, you can't go aroudn withotu a diaper, you would make a mess everywhere!" Apple Bloom said, as she grabbed the dropped new diaper again, which caused applejack to kick her legs in the air again.

"Then put adecent diaper on me!" She said, as Apple Bloom sighed.

"You cry whenever oyu need something, even if you can speak. You act fussy with food, you don't wnat to go to bed when you're supposed to, but I still have to by your orders... why can't have a little fun with this?!" Apple Bloom pointed out, as applejack growled.

"Because I'm still your big sister, and you will..."

Apple Bloom slapped Applejack in the face, then, with a swift movement of hooves, she threw her old diaper away on the floor.

"You're not for now! Since you have always told me what to do becuase I was smaller and younger, then you are gonna obey me now!" Apple Bloom said more aggresively, as Applejack rubbed her cheek.

"You didn't need to slap me..." Applejack complained.

"As I didn't have to be spanked because I had stolen one piece of flatbread from the bowl one week ago!" Apple Bloom retorted, as she slided the new diaper udner Applejack's back.

Applejack pouted and grunted, as Apple Bloom finished to tape up the diaper upon her.

"You'll pay for this dearly, ocne I'll be back to be a big pony..."

"IF you'll go back ot be a big pony," Apple Bloom said with a smirk.

[NSFW] Blush by Diokno12

Littlepip shifted in the Single Pegasus’ chair. Her diaper, which she had filled over the course of the day, rubbed against her skin, causing her to moan slightly. True, they had found a way to enchant the SPP to heal her, which it had done, though it couldn’t fix the incontinence she had gained from all the injuries. Taint, and exposure she had been assaulted with,  but she stayed in it from time to time for 2 reasons. One, it gave her an excuse to stay in one area and wait for her marefriend, as well as use her diaper, and two, it gave Celestia somepony to talk to. In fact, Littlepip was surprised Celestia hadn’t gone mad from the isolation yet.

She fiddled about her chest, finding a bright green pacifier dangling on a well worn rubber cord, a gift from her marefriend. Titling her head back in the chair, she popped the pacifier in her mouth, and began suckiling. She felt her left foreleg itch, but that was primarily due to her Pip-Buck being fused with her leg. “Stupid itchy leg computer.” She muttered, trying in vain to scratch the itch caused by the wrist mounted device. She gave up after five minutes.

Her ears perked up as she heard the door leading to the main chamber slide open. She looked at the large monitor that housed Celestia’ consciousness. For lack of a better word, the former Solar Princess was asleep. She lifted her head, the band around her head humming with technomantic energy. The door opened to reveal a grey Unicorn with an electric blue mane, styled like that of the original DJ-PON3. Her marefriend, Homage, had a basket set on her back, and a warm smile gracing her face. “Hey cutiebutt.” Homage grinned. Her mere presence caused Littlepip’s already full diaper to grow wet, and not with pee this time.

A fierce blue appeared on her cheeks as she removed the headband, and gently set it on a holder next to her.

Bowl by Eu Vou!

The signs were incontrovertible. Surely cookies couldn't have flown out of the sack, then crumbled on the floor by themselves, and the little stains of green pain shaped like hooves were a good giveaway of the culprit.

The only problem was that, since the hoofprints of paint faded away once they reached the larder room, it wasn't possible to find the thief.

"Rumble isn't in his crib, so he must be here or not too far anyways..." Thunderlane muttered to himself, as he carefully examined each and every jar and shelf, so to see if he could find anything unusual sticking out. "But where is he?"

Thunderlane stood up on his rear hooves briefly for check the top shelf. There were several pots that were clearly too small for Rumble to fit in comfortably, cutlery, utensils and general still-packed kitchenware, but still no sign whatsoever of Rumble's presence.

A whimper came from a shelf, as loud, gurgling sound followed.

"That isn't a noise that the tubes usually do..." Thunderlane said, after he dropped down on the floor and perked up his ears, rotating them for find the noise's source. There was a weak sound of something shifting, along with the almost unnerving sensation that something had moved, in the second shelf from the floor.

Thunderlane lowered his head there, and saw several tall and large tin cans, some sacks of flour and other kinds of food, and several piles of white bowls. Thunderlane carefully shifted the cans around, revealing the brick wall behind but nothing else. He kept moving objects around, still finding no traces of his mischievous little brother.

A strong, manure-like stench hit thunderlane's nostrils, which made him gag a little, as he quickly realized who caused it.

"Rumble! Don't poop in the kitchen!" Thunderlane said by reflex, as he then followed the scent trail to one of the bowls at his right. Pulling it near to him, he saw his little brother curled up inside the bowl, his extremely poopy diaper expanded and occupying most of the bowl, leaving Rumble himself sitting on a veritable beanbag chair of poop.

"Me sowwy!" Rumble squeaked, as he flapped his tiny wings and squished his diaper around. Thunderlane chuckled, as he took his little brother by the armpits and lifted him up with a pop and a squelch. Thunderlane quickly grabbed the bowl with his front hooves, put it upside down -- which made Rumble wriggle around scared -- and shook, until, with a prolonged squishing sound, the diaper and rumble started to slowly slide out.

"Silly Rumble, those were chocolax cookies!" Thunderlane said, as he then set the bowl down and took brother on his back, causing the full diaper to squelch again, the smell stinking to the high heavens "Let's get you changed, lil' stinker."

Rumble pouted and blushed.

"I no stink!" He said, as he was carried in the bathroom and then laid down on the floor. Thunderlane chuckled, as he took a light blue cloud-themed diaper from a nearby drawer and some toilet paper, and untaped his brother’s messy diaper.

Prayer by Pocatello

She felt the need to do it. she had to do it. And yet she wasn't all that sure she really wanted to go down by the road that Twilight proposed to her. after all, her control was going to restore itself over time, if she had just stopped wearing diapers...

Right?

This is was why Applejack was currently sweating under the summer's sun harvesting apples and not stopping for anything, not until she was done.

"C'mon sis, it's time for your potty break!" Apple Bloom was saying excitedly, as she carried a mare-sized pink potty on her back, trotting at full speed and smiling like if there was no tomorrow.

"Ugh, AB.... can't do I use that a bit later? I'm harvesting apples here!" Applejack complained, as she bucked an apple tree nearby, causing its apples to fall down neatly in the half-broken wicker baskets underneath it.

"Don't be silly, potty breaks have to be respected!" Apple Bloom said, as she quickly threw the potty on the dusty ground, which created a small cloud of brown dust on impact. Applejack sighed as she tied the baskets on her back.

"I'm a big filly now, Apple bloom, I don't have to," Applejack said, as she trotted away. Apple Bloom smield even more widely.

"But aren't big ponies supposed to not use diapers?"

Applejack stopped dead in her tracks, groaned and turned around.

"Listen Apple Bloom, I'm not going to use that potty, I don't ne-" Applejack said that shouting, but she cut off once she realized that, after a brief moment of pressure, her bladder had released, making her pee a big fat stream of urine on the ground, making it darken and some sprouts of grass grow out.

"Aaawww, the little filly has had an accident!" apple bloom said with a giggled "And she had eaten lots of aspragi!"

Applejack lowered her hat over her eyes and blushed strongly to apple Bloom's teasing, as her urine kept flowing out of her body at top speed.

"Oh, please, whoever is up there and ruling this valley of tears," Applejack said, as she joined her front hooves together "Let this month be short, my sister less teasing and my problem not so embarrassing..."

Escort by Eu Vou!

Rarity was not sure about if she liked what she was seeing, in that strip club that Pinkie Pie had suggested her to go to, during her stay in Marelan.

It wasn't that she didn't like the ambiance, far from it, as the neocolonial style of chairs and tables fused with vintage decorations, the red carpeted floor and the elegant and elaborate niched walls were a joy for Rarity's eyes.

However, Rarity was not sure if she liked the clientele and overall look of the ponies inside the club. The three barkeeps behind grand bar-- with drinks lined upon its granite surface-- in the center of the room were giving out cocktails in sippy cups and baby bottles scaled up for adults, and that most of the entertainers of both genders were wearing weird-baby-like outfits jarred Rarity quite a bit, her jarring only growing when she realized that, in-between the entertainers, there were some fillies of Sweetie Belle's age, if not younger.

"This place is odd... really odd..." Rarity whispered to herself, as she walked slowly towards the grand bar cautiously, as she looked around. She was  seeing mares in wet or fully used diapers pole-dancing, stallions sitting down and trying to act cute with the plush animals they had or tryign to be more traditionally attractive to patrons, and diapered foals crinkling about as they bounced around between the patrons, earning the-- seemingly undisputed-- benevolence of the clients.

"Well... that is quite disturbing and cute," Rarity said, as she noticed in particular that a white and black pegasus stallion, after exchanging a few words with a yellow pegasus filly wearing a pink diaper and a white bonnet, was going towards the private rooms, white the filly bouncing and flapping her wings around as she followed the stallion.

"I hope she will not discover her kitty's secondary functions... but, then again, considered the place I am in, she probably has already discovered them." Rarity said with a sigh, as she then turned around towards the bar, where one of the barkeeps, a thin brown mare with light red mane, was just extracting a sippy cup with orange beak and transparent body.

Rarity, seeing that the barkeep was looking at her, quickly came up with the first cocktail drink on top of her head.

"A Bloody Sombra, please," Rarity said, as she then glanced upon the metal plate affixed on the stone pillar in the middle of the bar.

"Okay. Sippy cup or bottle, miss?" The barkeep asked while pulling out the vodka and tomato juice bottle from under the counter.

"Sippy cup please," Rarity said, as she quickly scanned about the list of available options.

"Half and hour: six bits. One hour: ten bits. Two hours: twenty bits. More than two Hours: plus five bits per hour. Toiletry and changing supplies: plus three and half bits. Clothing: plus five bits."

As she whispered the list to herself, the barkeep slid the sippy cut in front of Rarity and dropped a pink pacifier nearby.

"One bit for get a diaper on," the Barkeep said, before turning around again.

Rarity noticed the pacifier, moved it closer to her, then took the sippy cup up with her magic, going back to reading the metal sheet as she drunk.

"Approved Poulophile Permits are Required for the Services given out by the fillies and colts of the club. Non-lewd acts of affections with foals in the premises are free, permit-free, and encouraged, thought."

Rarity stopped dead in her tracks, in reading abotu the Poulophile Permits. She took another sip from her drink, set the sippy cup down on the counter.

"Well," Rarity whispered to herself, as she extracted twenty bits and made them clink on the granite surface "if they ask for permits for bring foals inside the rooms, it mustn't be so awful after all. I mean, I could try out the stallions in this odd club."

The barkeep, after she had served a baby bottle full of Long Island to a skinny stallion wearing a thick white diaper, turned around to Rarity, took seventeen bits, then pointed her right.

"Changing rooms are that way."

"Thank you," and Rarity left the bar. However, before going to get some diapers on, Rarity wanted to see if she could find any stallion that could interest her.

Looking around in the club, in the midst of the diapered patrons and the staff dressed in weird outfits combined with diapers, Rarity noticed somepony standing next to the door leading to the private rooms, precisely a unicorn stallion. He had a silver coat, and a soft yellow mane, and he was simply wearing a diaper, hugging a orange stuffed cat and sucking on a red pacifier as he stared into the ceiling.

Rarity, with sinuous movements, moved towards him smiling. As she got near, the stallion turned aroudn and blushed, moving the plush in front of his face and just peeking over it.

"Wouwd you pway wif me?" The stallion said, his lisp sounding quite deliberate.  Rarity lifted his chin a little, and smiled.

"Of course, little one. Shall we go in your nursery?" Rarity said with a wink, as the stallion chuckled and nodded, moving the nearby door inwards.

Italian by SuperPinkbrony12

“Dè, just hold still, baby. Let daddy get you all cleaned up.” Appiano said to Flameboy Shy, as he untaped the wet diaper. Since there was no bathroom on the bus, Appiano placed the soaked undergarment into a plastic bag marked "Rifiuti". Then he took some wipes, and carefully cleaned his little one’s rear.

Flameboy Shy just blushed, and suckled on his pacifier. It certainly felt weird to have his diaper be changed by someone other than himself, his parents, or the vice principal of his school. But this is what he wanted, for someone to take care of him and baby him. And if Appiano was willing to fulfill that role, Flameboy wasn’t going to complain. At least his daddy had the decency to change him on an empty bus.

In only a matter of seconds, Appiano completed the changing job by taping a new diaper to Flameboy Shy’s butt, and sprinkling in a generous amount of baby powder.

Just as Appiano helped Flameboy Shy to stand, a message played over the bus’ intercom in Italian.

“Prossima fermata: Piombino Località Asca. Quindi minuti di viaggio stimati.” the intercom announced.

“What did they just say?” Flameboy Shy asked his ‘daddy’.

“Dè, they said ‘we will be arriving in Piombino in fifteen minutes’,” Appiano replied, offering a translation. “Which means we have time for me to show you some of the sights to take in, as we pass them by. You’ll find that this nation of mine is filled with beautiful landscapes and historical buildings.”

The fifteen minutes on the bus ride passed quickly for Appiano and Flameboy, and almost before they realized it, the bus came to a stop.

“S'è giunti a destinazione. Buona giornata.” the intercom said in an informative tone. Appiano helped Flameboy grab his luggage, and then the two of them stepped off the bus.

“Dè, come on, my home is just a short walk from here.” Appiano instructed, taking Flameboy Shy by the hand, and guiding him along the stone walkway.

Appiano’s house was visually stunning, at least to Flameboy Shy. He recognized the marble exterior from pictures of similarly constructed buildings back in his home country, but he had never seen a building made out of the stone before.

A red brick rooftop neatly complimented the picturesque hillside that dotted the landscape behind the house. And the door was a brightly painted olive green in color.

“Do your folks know about your agreeing to look after me?” Flameboy Shy asked nervously, as he entered Appiano’s house.

“Do not worry, bambino mio. My parents are out of town attending an important business conference. I stayed behind, because they say I am not old enough to concern myself with such matters,” Appiano explained “Now then, would you like to see your sleeping quarters that your daddy has prepared for you?”

Flameboy Shy felt his heart race. Could it be that Appiano hadn’t been pulling his leg all those months ago, when he promised Flameboy Shy a crib?

Following Appiano as fast as he could without getting ahead, Flameboy Shy made his way through the house of marble walls and tiled floors, until at last a room at the end of a long hallway stood before him.

Upon opening the door, Flameboy was greeted with a sight that made his eyes grow wide in surprise and excitement.

There was indeed a crib, modified to fit Flameboy’s size perfectly. It had the most adorable light blue bedsheets and matching pillows, and there was even a rattle next to the crib.

But the crib was not the only thing in the room that commanded attention. There was also a padded floor section that was entitled Scatola della Fanciullezza’ (which Flameboy assumed meant playpen in Italian), and a giant changing table stocked with supplies and pajamas that were babyish in design. And there was room for Flameboy to store his diapers.

“How did you get all of this?” Flameboy Shy asked Appiano.

“Dè, there is a babycare store a short drive away from where I live. One of the clerks that works there is a good friend of mine. He helped me to get everything organized in advance,” Appiano explained “He even gave me some free baby food.”

“Oh thank you, thank you so much!” Flameboy said happily, as he hugged his Italian daddy. He knew for sure he was going to enjoy his vacation.

Babygram by Eu Vou!

Applejack couldn't wait. That day, Nurse Redheart was going to take an X-ray and scan of her, to check if the solution to the cause of Applejack's physical regression could be found inside her body, outside of it, or nowhere.

"Jackie, please, stop fidgeting," Nurse Redheart told Applejack slowly and softly, as if she was talking to a real foal, which only made Applejack move even more.

"Don't call me like that!" Applejack squeaked, as she saw set down onto the black padded surface of the examination bed, just underneath the main photographing unit of the machinery. Nurse Redheart smiled, as she adjusted Applejack a little closer to the center.

"But you're so small and cute, just like when you were tiny the first time!" Nurse Redheart said, as she patted Applejack's head "But you wish to go back to be big, so I have to take this babygram..."

"Babygram?" Applejack said, tilting her small head a little. Nurse Redheart smiled, as she then turned around.

"A babygram is simply an X-ray of a foal's entire body," Nurse Redheart explained, as she then trotted away to the darkroom "Stand still and you'll see."

Applejack rose her right front hoof, so to ask if she had to get her diaper off, but Applejack was cut off by a sudden whirr. Startled, Applejack jolted onto herself and looked up, where she saw the machine proper slowly starting to glow and project light upon all of her body. She just watched, as the light projected onto her took the shape of a square enveloping all of her body, from head to the rear hooves.

There were a few seconds of silence, then the machine finally clicked a couple of times, before shutting off.

Applejack wanted to jump down and see the results for herself, but she resisted, not wanting to test Nurse Redheart’s patience right now. A few minutes later, Nurse Redheart exited from the darkroom with the two X-ray plates.

"Alrighty, Jackie, we're done here," Nurse Redheart said "You can jump down now."

"What? For real?" Applejack said, while she saw in Apple Bloom's hooves.

"Yes," Nurse Redheart said with a nod and a neutral tone, as she pointed at the two radiographies of Applejack's body. "We can make you grow back fully in most areas, but, with current knowledge, it's difficult to 'adapt' the digestive system from the one of a foal to one of an adult ."

Applejack bit her lip and widened her eyes worriedly and Apple Bloom giggled.

"What does that mean?" Applejack asked, her annoyance towards apple Bloom giggling only secondary "Will I be permanently... y'know?"

"No," nurse Redheart said with a chuckle "Not that. However, your stomach may be unable to process solid foods for around a year."

Apple Bloom looked upon Applejack and smirked. Applejack gulped.

Sunset by XXXX

Rumble was feeling stomped upon. Crushed. Defeated. In other words, sad.

He had gotten a slew of bad grades at school. He had gotten insulted time and time again. He had been grounded for said bad grades.

In short a bad day like the string of bad days he had in the past days.

"Hopefully... this will help me again..." Rumble muttered, as he opened up his bedside table carefully, revealing a green pacifier and three folded light blue pull-ups with bolt and cloud designs printed on them. Looking at his left, Rumble saw that his brown and ratty stuffed dog was still standing atop of the pillow.

Rumble set the pacifier in his mouth, giving out a couple of suckles onto it, before grabbing one of the pull-ups and throwing it on the bed with a crinkle.

As Rumble kept slowly sucking, he laid down on his sky-themed bed covers, slid the pull-up upon his lower parts, grabbed his plush dog and, after moving the covers away, he set them atop of his body and curled up, snuggling against his dog plush and suckling his pacifier slowly, drifting off to Dreamland as he did so.

"Rise, oh my young descendant!"

Rumble jolted up, revealing himself to be still dressed in his bedtime attire, but, instead of begin on his mattress, he was laying on a sandy beach. After a brief moment of stunned confusion, Rumble looked in front of him, where the powerful echoing voice came from, and saw a stallion.

A dark gray pegasus pegasus with dark brown short straight mane topped of by a gray morion with golden lily decorations going all around the helmet's brim. He was wearing an armour with a hole in the chest area, and a suit with poofy red and yellow sleeves. Before Rumble could ask anything, the stallion went back to talk.

"Never there will be such a time, in such a place for you, and, maybe, never shall it be so again, now that your Dark Ages at their death knell, and it's the sunset of the life of your parents. A new age is upon you. It will be a time of Exploration, as you will step upon the once-virgin soil of the New World, called Sexuality, with blood-stained boots and a desire to look for Lust, of which you will find mines plenty of it.  It will be your Renaissance, as you'll make immortal arts, at least to you, your stock and whoever gazed upon them. It will be the age of Faith, as your superiors will promise Hell for your actions, and you will live in Heaven. It will be a time of Progress, as you will build your own soul with tears... and sweat. It will be, as relationships gave their lives, for peers that asked not, the prize."

Rumble listened carefully, entranced by what the stallion, seemingly his ancestor, said.

"There shall be neither sorrow, nor crying, and your tears will be wiped by the courage and the uproar of violence. You shan't be attacked, oppressed, or stopped in all actions. You will see the world as new, with the land seemingly softening for your landings, and the sky clearing itself as you fly by. Ponies will hang by your lips, fillies will fall for you, your parent will not only respect, but fear ou to the point of powerlessness and, when it will end, you will be so strong, so powerful, that no struggle will ever hinder you, and you'll die in a blaze of glory, without any regrets." He stopped to take a deep breath, as Rumble's frown turned into a smile slowly, as the stallion in front of him detailed what the future had in store for him.

To be strong, smart, wise, respected... too good to be true for Rumble and, if it wasn't for the fact that there was one of his ancestors' spirit promising him all of that, he wouldn't have believed it.

"My semi-divinity allows me to benefit you in such a way, and I shall act..." he dramatically lowered his head "At one condition."

"What is it?" Rumble said, as he smiled widely and let his eyes shine, too excited to care about the stallion's changing expression.

"You shall stop acting like if you were in the prehistory of your life and seek refuge in its items," the stallion said, pointing at Rumble's pacifier, plush dog and finally pull-up "You must abandon them, and go ride forth victorious, away from your crib into a golden throne!"

Rumble recoiled a little, before spitting out his pacifier to look at it. He wasn't sure about abandoning it... to abandon all those comfort items, even if it meant begin better off overall.

"Um..." Rumble muttered "Can I have a minute to think about it?"

"As you wish," the stallion said with a slight bow "but, remember, your decision is final. Shall you go back to use those items, my blessing will go away and never return."

Privacy by SuperPinkbrony12

Night Light set his briefcase on the floor of his study, and sighed. That was the last piece of legislature that commanded his immediate attention. Having read over the document and penned his signature, Night Light’s decision had been made.

He couldn’t blame his wife for wanting to feel young again, and if treating Twilight like a foal was enough to teach her not to experiment with mind spells, he didn’t have a problem. But when Twilight Velvet had overstepped her boundaries and attempted to interfere with Twilight’s punishment (as well as stuff her full of laxatives that could’ve caused serious mental damage if improperly prepared) he’d had no choice but to send her away for therapy.

Now, it would be up to his daughter’s friend, Pinkie Pie, to ensure that Twilight Velvet received the help she needed. He could only hope that the “business” they had opened together would not be traced back to him. Night Light had enough problems to deal with as it was, and Velvet’s business being used against him would cause stress on a level the stallion didn’t want to think about.

Carefully placing the documents he had yet to get to into a drawer, Night Light looked at the clock. Twilight would not be home for at least another hour and a half, perhaps even longer. That gave him plenty of time to unwind and relax.

Night Light left his study, and tightly locked the door shut. He then turned to Sedula Serva, who was currently cleaning up the house a bit. Clearing his throat, Night Light said to Sedula Serva “I shall retreat to my bedroom to rest. Please make sure that I am not disturbed, and do not enter without my permission. If I am not out of the room by the time Twilight is scheduled to return home, please greet her and then notify me at once.”

“Yes sir. Your wish is my command.” Sedula Serva replied, and the valet went back to the task at hoof.

Night Light took great care to ensure he was not followed, as he trotted down the hallway to his bedroom.

Reaching his destination in only a matter of seconds, Night Light trotted through the door and closed it behind him. He trusted Sedula Serva enough to feel that he would not need to lock the door.

Bending down beneath his side of the bed he used to share with his wife, Night Light used his magic to retrieve a box he had stored there. He could already hear the sounds of the box’s contents moving about, and he felt very excited. It had been ages since he’d had time just to himself to indulge.

“And whoever said you can’t have your cake and eat it too?” Night Light thought to himself, as he opened the box and lit up his horn. It was time for some fun.

___________________________________________________________________________

Sedula Serva had obeyed her master’s words, and had not disturbed him while he rested in his bedroom. But by now, she was convinced that she had no choice but to go and awaken him. Twilight had not come home, sending a statement that Lex Populi was terrified of some pink ‘monster’ that had popped out of her toilet, and had requested Twilight’s help to ensure it had gone away.

But even so, Night Light was never one to rest for lengthy periods of time. He was always very busy tending to something, whether it be in the Canterlot government buildings, or in his own home.

Heading to the bedroom of her master, Sedula Serva could only hope he would not be too mad at her for waking him up. She was simply following orders.

Pressing her ear up against the door, Sedula Serva could not hear sounds of snoring, which made what she was about to do easier. No doubt, Night Light had just awoken, and was about to realize what time it was.

“Excuse me, Night Light, sir. But the time you requested for me to wake you has arrived.” Sedula Serva called, lightly knocking on the door.

On the other side of the door Night Light replied with a half stressed/half worried “Just a minute.” as he then proceeded to make some weird grunting noises. Apparently, he was occupied with something.

“Are you okay, sir?” Sedula Serva asked nervously. Had Night Light somehow gotten tangled in the bed sheets again? Was he suffering from a medical condition that he had kept secret all this time?

Whatever the problem was, Sedula Serva was determined to help. “Master, please let me in.” Sedula pleaded, but did not attempt to turn the door knob. She wanted to respect her master’s privacy as best she could. After all, it was part of the job description when she’d signed on to serve the Sparkle household, and she had no intention of going back on that.

Night Light continued to struggle against whatever it was that was troubling him. There was more grunting, and the sound of hooves fumbling around, desperately searching for something.

“I’m fine, Sedula. I will be out momentarily.” Night Light called, hoping to get her to go away. He did not want her to find out about his secret, not after he’d gone to such great lengths to hide it from weary eyes like hers.

Why was he having so much difficulty with this object? This was not the first time he’d used it, but it had never been so uncooperative before.

“Night Light, sir, if you do not let me in I will be forced to come in on my own power.” Sedula said seriously, hoping that this statement would be enough to encourage Night Light to listen to her.

“Just please leave me alone!” Night Light shouted “I don’t need any help, I just need a few seconds to sort out a small problem.”

But Sedula Serva refused to wait any longer, she turned the doorknob and to her surprise she found that it did not resist her movements.

Night Light felt his heart begin to race, and he began to sweat. “Why did this have to happen on today of all days?” he thought to himself, as he continued to try (in vain) to remove the object that was giving him so much trouble.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl for poor Night Light, as the door to the bedroom was slowly opened, and in stepped Sedula Serva. It was all over, the secret was out of the bag.

Sedula Serva had been expecting many things to be awaiting her on the other side of the door, even something more “private”.

What she was not expecting, was to see Night Light standing before her, dressed in dark blue pajamas with foalish stars and moons printed onto them. A complimenting navy blue onesie lay on the floor, clearly having been discarded a short time ago, and exposing the thick white diaper that was buttoned to Night Light’s rear end.

Also laying on the ground was another diaper, this one opened up. The foul stench wafting from it, coupled with the yellowed stains and brownish lump was enough to indicate that this diaper had clearly been used.

Fortunately, there was a can of foal powder, and a pack of wet wipes that rested comfortably on Night Light’s dresser. And it was quite obvious that Night Light had done a good job of cleaning himself up, as the diaper he had on showed no signs of useage.

But the object that most attracted the attention of Sedula, was a pink pacifier that dangled from Night Light’s neck. Clearly having popped out in surprise.

Sedula was speechless for a moment, as she took in the sights (and smells) of the room. Night Light, for his part, was silent. He didn’t bother to say anything, he just tried in vain to hide the reddish tint that had formed on his cheeks.

His secret had been discovered.

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At last, Sedula Serva regained her composure and cleared her throat. She waited for Night Light to dispose of his old diaper (and spray the room with some air freshener) before she said to her master “Shall I take the liberty of arranging an appointment for you at your wife’s business in Ponyville?”

Quechua by anon

Rarity sighed, after yet another try with that customer that sometimes joined nouns and adjectives or subject and verbs together, and that had forced Sweetie Belle to drink from a baby bottle and wear a diaper with the power of a single spell.

"Look, I am terribly mortified and sorry about the inconvenience," Rarity said calmly and slowly, resisting her temptation to slap both her sister and the client, as she hurried Sweetie Belle, who was sucking onto the bottle of milk, away in the backstore "but I cannot understand your wishes very well. Perhaps you can tell me what is your native language? I am sure that one of my dearest friends has a vocabulary, or, even better, a translation spell, for it."

The pony dressed in a pretty luxurious attire sighed.

"Parlani Runasimi otaq castillawankapi Quechua. He said, shakign his head. Rarity sighed as well, as she now recognized at least one word from his phrase.

"Oh, Quechua? Well... it's rare, I think, but I think that we can still work it out," Rarity said, as she moved away from the table she had been standing behind, and went to the door.

"I am going to leave for a brief research. You can wait me here, if oyu wish," Rarity said, as she hurried to the door to Twilight's castle library.

When Rarity had managed, with the blessing of Twilight, to get a hold onto a Quechua dictionary, she had hurriedly went back to her boutique. Opening the door with the usual bell ringing, Rarity stepped inside.

"I am back with the dictio-" Rarity said, before looking in front of her, to see a very bizarre scene. Alongside the Quechua-speaking client, Rarity could see one of sweetie Belle's classmates, Rumble, struggling to walk inside a pink frilly dress that however had a skirt that left his pink diaper visible. There was also Big Macintosh, reduced to a baby sucking upon the hem of tuxedo of a nearby mannequin. Apple Bloom was strapped to a carriage seat and trying to free herself from it.

As for the client, he was standing tall and dusting off his dress and adjusting his earrings without much of a care.

Rarity gritted her teeth, as she saw this. she really wanted to punch the stallion several times over for what he had done. However, she kept her cool and, after taking a deep breath, she spoke up.

"Sir... turn them back, or I will be forced to remove you from the premises of my boutique."

The stallion pointed at some tears on his dress and at his somewhat-damaged tiara, shouting something angrily. Rarity glared at him and lit up her horn and grabbed the stallion's short tail with her magic.

Understanding the message, he stopped shouting and, instead, with a loud sigh, he said.

"Givemedictionary, Iwillchangethem later."

Rattle by Daxn

Appiano, with a light chuckle, hugged back Flameboy Shy and patted his head softly.

"Dè, everything for my little one!" He said, before putting his left hand under Flameboy's padded butt and his right hand on his back, lifting Flameboy Shy up with a soft grunt, which made Flameboy curl up a little and squeak, surprised at Appiano's strength.

"Want to get dressed up properly?" Appiano said with a wink, as he walked towards the changing table. Flameboy Shy nodded, as he curled up completely and blushed while he was set upon the toy-themed padded surface with light green background. Appiano unbuttoned Flameboy's trousers away and slid off his shirt, leaving Flameboy in just his plain white diaper.

Appiano poked it, making it crinkle a little and making Flameboy squeak and blush. Appiano then took three packs of diapers from underneath the table, setting each one onto the padded surface of the changing table, and peeling away the top, so to reveal the kinds of diapers available.

"Dè, which one do you want Shy, bambino mio?" Appiano said. Flameboy glanced upon them, seeing that one pack had pink diapers with some frills and flower designs, another was thick and with a car pattern on white background, and the last ones were of simple orange.

Flameboy put his index in front of his mouth, mumbling a little, before pointing at the third back. appiano immediately put the other two packs back down and, after extracting one of the colorful absorbent garments, she set set it next to him.

Appiano then untaped Flameboy's white diaper and, after quickly unfolding it, he set the orange diaper upon his lower parts and taped it up snugly against Flameboy's crotch.

Flameboy giggled, as she playfully kicked he air, waiting for his daddy to go choose something for him to wear. While Appiano was kneeled down, Flameboy decided to get in the part and started to suck on his right thumb.

The suckling of his thumb was, to much of his surprise, almost as relaxing as sucking upon a pacifier. Sure, it wasn't the same thing as a proper pacifier, but it was nice nonetheless, and was good enough to make Flameboy doze off a little. After all, he just had gone through a long journey to get with his daddy. As he suckled, his eyelids started to feel heavy, and he closed them, going off to sleep...

Flameboy Shy woke up again a little bit later. When he tried to get, her heard a crinkle and, fluttering his eyes open, he saw that he was wearing a white shirt with a picture of a kitten playing with a yarnball and the caption "Don't hate me, 'cuz I'm cute!" underneath. Flameboy, looking at his sides, noticed that he was sitting underneath the light blue covers of the crib.

Flameboy smiled and blushed at it, as he looked around him beyond the bars. He saw that the room was quite dark, but not overly so, as a crescent-shaped night light next to the door glowed in the dark, allowing him to see the shapes of his surroundings, from the alleged playpen to the changing table, passing through the rattle just next to his crib.

Flameboy, seeing that his arm actually fit through the arm, moved it in the space through the bars. Twitching his fingers around a bit and making the rattle give off its nose by accident, Flameboy managed to get the rattle close enough to actually grab it, and make it pass through the space between bars comfortably.

He then started to shake it at a rhythm only he knew about, letting the sound fill his ears and mind with mindless appreciation of the sound, giggling as result. He kept going on and on and on, until, tired with it, Flameboy slowly stopped to shake it, until he dropped it down on the mattress with a thump. He giggled, and his giggle was, surprisingly for him, followed by clapping.

"Dè, you're good, baby!"

Flameboy looked up and saw Appiano clapping. He blushed, as Appiano moved away the covers of his crib and lifted him up to cradle him a bit.

"Dè, are you hungry?" Appiano asked.

Flameboy nodded and then dramatically gestured towards his mouth. Appiano chuckled and quickly tickled Flameboy's tummy.

"Okay, bimbo mio, let's get you fed then!" He said.

Television by SuperPinkbrony12

With the ringing of the bell, school at Canterlot High was done for the day. All the students either rushed to their lockers to pick up anything stored them, headed out the door to go home, or stayed to participate in the various after school activities that were offered.

“I really hate those surprise quizzes that Ms. Harshwhinny likes to give out,” Rainbow Dash complained, as she and her Rainbooms filed out of the classroom. “I have a hard enough time as it is just keeping my grades up.”

“Well, perhaps if you studied more often, that wouldn’t be a problem.” Rarity scolded.

“I hate to admit it, but Rarity’s right. Studying is the only surefire way to get good grades with most of the teachers,” Sunset Shimmer added “Even as my old self, I still had to set aside time to study. Heck, part of the reason why I got Snips and Snails interested in working with me was because I promised to help them get their grades up to my level.”

“Ah yes, I was wondering why you always kept those two dunderheads around,” Rainbow Dash commented “Guess now I know.”

“So, Sunset Shimmer, you gonna stay for band practice today?” Pinkie Pie asked “We’ve got a big charity concert coming up in a couple of weeks, and no offense but your guitar playing could use some work.”

“I would love to girls, really I would,” Sunset Shimmer said happily, before her smile was replaced with a frown “Unfortunately, I can’t. I’m babysitting tonight.”

“Babysitting? For whom?” Fluttershy asked.

“Button Mash.” Sunset Shimmer said with a sigh. From what she’d been told, Button Mash wasn’t too difficult of a kid to babysit, but he did have some “special problems”.

“Do you need any help? I’d be happy to come along and lend a hand!” Pinkie Pie offered “Not that I mean to brag, but I am kind of a babysitting pro.”

“Thanks but no thanks, Pinkie Pie,” Sunset Shimmer reluctantly replied “I have to do this on my own. After all, it’s what helps me to earn money for my future.”

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“Thank you for coming, Sunset Shimmer.” Button’s Mom said happily, as Sunset Shimmer entered the Mash family household.

“No problem, Mrs. Mash,” Sunset Shimmer replied, carrying her bag of babysitting supplies on her shoulder.

“Did you make sure to bring all of the necessities?” Button’s Mom asked.

“Of course I did,” Sunset Shimmer replied softly, and then nervously asked “You didn’t tell him about my little ‘secret’, did you?”

Button’s Mom shook her head “I promised you I’d keep it a secret, and I did. He has no idea.”

Sunset Shimmer breathed a much needed sigh of relief “So, where’s Button?” she asked.

“Probably up in his room, playing his video games. He’s got quite the collection.” Button’s Mom said kindly.

“No doubt. Sweetie Belle says he’s always spending time down at the arcade after school.” Sunset Shimmer said to Button’s Mom.

“Oh, don’t I know it,” Button’s Mom said with a sigh “I guess maybe that’s why he’s having these problems. Speaking of which, are you absolutely sure you’re willing to help him with it? Most boys his age don’t run into this sort of issue.”

“You informed me of the problem when we first met. I wouldn’t have accepted this assignment if I thought it would be too much for me.” Sunset Shimmer replied seriously. She wasn’t going to back out now.

“Well, just make sure to call me or my husband if you have any questions. Now then, I think I’ll be off.” Button’s Mom said, and headed out the door.

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Sunset Shimmer made her way up to Button Mash’s bedroom, taking great care not to drop her heavy bag on the floor.

Most of what was inside the bag was for Button Mash, but some of it was for Sunset Shimmer herself. It was a secret that only her friends, and a few of the teachers of Canterlot High knew about. In fact, Mrs. Mash had been the first person that Sunset Shimmer had revealed her secret too. She figured that the child care teacher would be the most understanding.

When Sunset Shimmer entered Button’s bedroom, she was not surprised to see him sitting in front of the television, playing a video game.

Button Mash had apparently hooked up this small gray and white box to the t.v., and it currently displayed a pixelated image of a man dressed in a red cap and matching trousers. It also displayed pixelated images of creatures both familiar and unfamiliar to Sunset Shimmer.

“Hey there, Button Mash,” Sunset Shimmer greeted, clearing her throat “I’m here to watch you while your parents go out for their anniversary.”

Button Mash paused his game by pressing a button on the controller he held in his arms, and then turned to Sunset Shimmer. “Whatever. Just so you know, I’m not a baby.” he said dismissively, and then unpaused his game and turned his attention back to that.

“Let me know when you get hungry, your mom left a number and money for pizza.” Sunset Shimmer added, as she plopped down into one of the beanbag chairs in the room.

“I will.” Button Mash replied, not even turning his attention away from the game on the television screen.

Deciding to pass the time, Sunset Shimmer carefully put the heavy bag on the floor, before helping herself to one of the “magazines” that Button Mash had left laying on the ground.

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Sunset Shimmer hadn’t been reading for very long, when she heard Button Mash pause his game. Then, she heard Button Mash shout “Uh-oh! Not now!” and saw him run out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom.

Sunset Shimmer put down the magazine, and followed after Button Mash until he reached the bathroom.

Button Mash quickly raced inside and closed the door behind him. Sunset Shimmer decided not to intrude on Button’s privacy, even though she knew what was likely going on. She just lightly tapped her hand against the door and asked “Button, are you okay in there?”

“I-I’m fine, just fine,” came the reply, as Sunset Shimmer heard the sound of the toilet lid being raised “Just…. leave me alone.”

“Okay, I will. But if you need any help, just ask me.” Sunset Shimmer said kindly, and she waited outside the bathroom door.

A few minutes passed, and Sunset Shimmer could hear the sound of something tinkling and plopping into the toilet bowl, followed by the sound of a roll of toilet paper being unraveled, and then the toilet being flushed, and the sink being turned on.

Once all that was done, Sunset Shimmer could hear Button Mash saying “What?! But how?! I thought I made it!”

Realizing what was likely going on, Sunset Shimmer carefully opened the bathroom door and walked in. She saw Button Mash, with his shorts pulled down, revealing a white pull-up which had also been pulled down.

Upon closer inspection, Sunset Shimmer could see that the pull-up was not clean. A faint brown stain could be seen, indicating that Button Mash hadn’t managed to completely make it the toilet before his bowels had begun to relieve themselves.

This was exactly the sort of problem Sunset Shimmer had been warned about when she agreed to babysit Button Mash.

“There, there, Button. Everyone has accidents.” Sunset Shimmer said, as she put a hand around Button Mash.

“But, I knew I had to go, and I used the big potty and everything. This shouldn’t have happened. I’m not some two year old that goes number two in their diapers.” Button Mash pouted, tears welling up in his eyes.

“And you managed to keep your pull-up mostly clean. That’s definitely an accomplishment,” Sunset Shimmer said kindly “Now come on, let’s go get you cleaned up.” And after helping Button Mash put his pull-up back on and pull up his shorts (as well as put the toilet lid back down), she led him out of the bathroom and back towards his bedroom.

Sunset Shimmer picked up the bag from where she had left it, and then opened it and pulled out a changing mat. “Sit down, and I’ll get you changed into a clean pull-up.” she instructed to Button Mash, who reluctantly did as he was told.

Sunset Shimmer proved to be quite skilled when it came to changing, it took her only a few seconds to remove and dispose of the old pull-up, and it took even less time for her to wipe Button Mash’s butt completely clean.

Powdering Button Mash and putting a fresh pull-up on him were no trouble either. And in only a matter of seconds, the job was complete.

“There we go, all better. Now was that worth getting all upset?” Sunset Shimmer asked kindly, as she helped Button Mash to stand and put the changing mat back in her bag.

“No, I guess not,” Button Mash replied, then he asked “Hey, what’s in the bag?”

Sunset Shimmer’s response was one that Button Mash was not expecting. She seemed to suddenly tense up and look worried. “Oh, uh… they’re just ‘extra supplies’ in case I needed them.” she said nervously.

“Really? Can I take a look?” Button Mash asked, even though he knew what the answer would be.

“Absolutely not! You need to respect other people’s privacy! And snooping through their bags without permission is wrong!” Sunset Shimmer scolded, quickly scooping up the bag before Button Mash could lay a finger on it.

“I wanna see what’s in it!” Button Mash said angrily, reaching a hand out to try and grab the bag. He missed, but his hand ended up grabbing Sunset Shimmer’s skirt. And when he did so, he was surprised when he heard a faint crinkling noise.

Being the mischievous boy that he was, Button Mash quickly reached out and grabbed Sunset Shimmer’s skirt with both hands as she tried to run away. “Let’s see what you’re trying to hide from me!” Button Mash said with a mischievous grin, as he pulled down Sunset Shimmer’s skirt.

“No!” Sunset Shimmer cried, knowing that her plea was in vain, and that her secret was about to be discovered.

“Aha, I knew it!” Button Mash exclaimed, when he saw what had been hidden underneath the skirt of his babysitter.

Rather than panties, Sunset Shimmer had a large white diaper covering her rear. And as was made clear by the yellow tint, it was wet.

Sunset Shimmer tried her best to regain her composure, as she stood up. As she did so, her diaper gave off an uncomfortable squishing sound.

“You’re my babysitter, and you’re wearing a diaper?” Button Mash said, angrily pointing a finger at Sunset Shimmer.

“It’s not like there’s anything wrong with that.” Sunset Shimmer protested.

“Well, not really. But the babysitter is suppose to be potty trained,” Button Mash said with a giggle “And yet, you wet your diaper like a little baby.”

“I didn’t do it intentionally. You made me wet myself when you pantsed me! Which was a very naughty thing to do by the way!” Sunset Shimmer said angrily.

Button Mash wasn’t at all frightened by Sunset Shimmer’s angry mood, he simply said in a teasing voice “Aw, is the wittwe baby cwanky? Does she need her diapee changed?”

“Shut up! It’s not funny!” Sunset Shimmer said, her face turning bright red in embarrassment and anger.

“I guess that means all the stuff in your bag is your baby supplies,” Button Mash concluded “Well, it’s a good thing you brought them. Because you clearly need a new diaper. You wouldn’t want to get a rash, now would you?”

Sunset Shimmer tried to say something, but all that came out was a series of groans and unintelligible gibberish, a result of her anger.

Button Mash just smiled, as he pulled out the changing mat. It wasn’t every day that you got to say you changed your babysitter’s diaper. Maybe he should even take a picture, and show it to all his friends?

Paedophile by Daxn

It was all so... confusing.

Rarity thought that she was happy and content, with being a teenage girl growing up in an adult woman. Sure, she still kept a collection of plush animals on her bed, she sometimes suckled on her shirt’s sleeve when extremely nervous and she was secretly a sucker for the overly-decorated dresses that little girls tended to wear.

But to think she was interested in actually go back to an earlier age... that sounded enticing and terrifying at the same time, especially because she felt that it implied... something sexual, regarding little kids.

She felt embarrassed, too embarrassed and scared to talk about it with her parents or with her closest friends. But she still needed to vent out her fears and her confusion. So, she started to write on her diary. She wrote long texts about her odd desire, discovered after reading about something regarding the so-called "Teen Babies", the implications of her liking, her fear and everything else.

Everything had gone up relatively smoothly, with Rarity's secret left intact and nobody suspecting anything.

Until Rarity did the fatal mistake of giving her diary to one of her classmates, Thunderlane, to let him know the  homework. Rarity had handed the diary without too much thought, only to remember late, too late, what she had left written inside it.

With lunch break and her friends absent -- which Rarity wasn't sure whether it was a good or a bad thing --  she had retreated in a far corner of the lunch hall, just next to the kitchen's door.

As Rarity slowly ate her salad, she felt a poke.

"Hey there, read your diary."

Rarity froze, her heart beating at the speed of light and her pupils reducing themselves at the size of pins. She instinctively turned around with a slapping movement, which Thunderlane handily dodged.

"Calm down, Rarity!" He said, as Rarity took a deep breath and started to twitch slightly "I just wanted to tell you something, about what you've been writing."

Rarity sighed.  She was sure that it was going to be bad, but, after all, he didn't seem disgusted, mad or anything like that, about her situation. Maybe she could give him a chance and let him speak about it.

"Speak up." Rarity said while moving up her open left hand. Thunderlane sat down, cleared his throat with a fake cough, then he breathed deeply.

"Rarity, by how you are describing it, you are simply a Teen Baby, which is unusual, but perfectly fine, and nothing shall stop you. As for your fears, you are clearly not a paedophile."

Rarity tilted her head at Thunderlane's words, not quite sure about their veridicty, but feeling comforted still.

"And how do you know, Thunderlane?" Rarity asked, putting her left hand under her chin.

"I will tell you, but promise me that you won't tell a soul, because, if you do, they might find me, beat me up and, at best, you'll find my picture on Rotten.com." Thunderlane said, blushing a little and adjusting his shirt's neck, which only made Rarity more uneasy, but too curious to let it  go.

"No-one will hear about i," Rarity said, putting her right hand over her heart "I promise it."

"Well..." Thunderlane sighed "I'm a paedophile myself. Trust me, the feelings I have for a three-years old do not compare to yours in any way. What interests you is the mostly the stuff related to babies, what interests me is their bodies and their mindset for sexual exploitation. But some people seem to mix the two together quite often."

Rarity's eyes widened, recoiling a little, feeling overwhelmed by the discovery. She hadn't expected to hear that one of her classmates, a pretty plain-looking one at that, had such disturbing desires and never hinted at them.

"Y-you mean... you..." Rarity gulped.

"No, I don't own paedopornography, if that's what you are implying, nor I have ever touched a child that way. I'm too repulsed by the idea of hurting them and scared by the law to do that."  Thunderlane said "I've tried to cover it somehow with... better options, but, until I remain completely dry of the my medications, I don't think that'll ever change."

Rarity shook her head. A paedophile, one of the people she feared to be and that everybody hated, was in front of her, speaking normally and telling her she was not one of them due to different wishes.

Rarity didn't thought it was possible. However, now that he had broguth it up, Rarity had a question...

"Umm... interesting. But why does everybody, me included until a few moment ago, thinks that Adult Babies like kids that way?"

Thunderlane shrugged as he crossed his legs.

"Probabyly they think that begin an Adult Baby and begin a paedophile are the same thing, and they are born the same way in the XVIth Century thought diseases were spread around and created," He said.

"And that means?"

"Created by some kind of mixture involving rust, little girls' tears, little boy's blood, ashes, goat dung, bull piss, peacock eyes, soot, drool, snake tongue and kitten tails or something, that is then rubbed against the walls and doors of the houses, with some guys going around to actively spread it." Thunderlane explained "It's bullshit, and exaggerated in this case, but it gets across the point. Not to mention, I don't see why would you condemn somebody to everlasting shame, for something they have been born with, or, worse, learnt by abuse, in the chance, sometimes far off and sometimes not even that, that they will commit a crime related to their problem always and without failure."

Rarity grinned and nodded.

Despite how Thunderlane sounded sincere and swell, Rarity was going to cross him off the list of people to invite with children around.

Dusk by Diokno12

Sunset Shimmer glanced at Fluttershy’s home, as she parked her car in the driveway. It was about 7:44 PM, and already the sun was dipping below the horizon, dusk settling into night. It was quite big, for such a shy and introverted person. It was, at most, three stories, and was one of the largest in the neighborhood. She patted her lap, smiling when she heard a crinkling noise and the sound of plastic. She had been an Adult Foal in Equestria, as Twilight was, which had carried on over to this alternate Equestria. When her friends had found out, she had been scared they would mock her. In fact, they had done the opposite. Pinkie even suggested a Teen Baby based sleepover at Fluttershy’s place to make her feel better. She slung her diaper bag, a repurposed duffel bag, over one shoulder. Sunset shivered, in just her signature leather jacket, and pajamas underneath. They were footie pajamas, a forest green color with fireballs printed on them.

She placed a few fingers on her chest, feeling her pacifier dangle between her supple breasts. Reaching into her shirt, she popped it into her mouth, and suckled to calm down. Taking a deep breath, she let it fall, the string keeping it close. Locking her car, she made her way to the door, and knocked. Judging by the other cars parked outside, the others were already here. Rarity had picked up Twilight, once the Princess of Friendship had exited the portal, with a little something extra she had been designing for the sleepover.

The door opened, revealing Fluttershy, this world Rainbow’s girlfriend. The pink haired animal lover had her hair in a cute ponytail. She was dressed in a long mint green t-shirt with a picture of a cartoon dog on in.

The bottom of a light pink diaper, a bit poofier than the regular kind, could be seen if one looked carefully. Fluttershy smiled, “Hello Sunset, the others are already in the,” she giggled, “nursery.”

She pointed down the hall. The group had converted a spare bedroom into a nursery for the sleepover. Sunset had a suspicion she and Twilight wouldn’t be the only Teen Babies once the night was over.

She hung her jacket by the door on a rack, and kicked off her shoes to the side, leaving her in just her footie pajamas. She entered the nursery, where the others greeted her with bright smiles.

“Come on, we were about to start playing some truth or dare. And since we’re doing this for you, you get first spin!” Pinkie grinned. Sunset sat down next to Twilight, who she had become friends-with-benefits with, Twilight  dating Princess Celestia and all. She pecked the lavender skinned girl on the cheek. There was an empty baby bottle on the floor. She placed her hand on it, and spun. It landed on Applejack.

Pinkiepointed at the stetson wearing girl, who was dressed in her usual blue footie pajamas, except this time, the bulge of one of her thicker night time diapers could be seen. “Truth or dare?”

The cowgirl smirked, leaning back with a crinkle, always one for a challenge.

“Ah’ pick dare.” Applejack said, ready for everything.

“I dare you to go topless for the rest of the game, and pour this milk down your boobs.” Sunset tossed a bottle of milk to the farm girl, who shruggled. Twilight highfived the ketchup and mustard haired girl, chuckling.

“Whoo! Boobie time!” Pinkie fistbumped the air, while Rarity and Fluttershy blushed scarlet. Applejack unbuttoned the top of her pajamas, revealing her rather large breasts, she unscrewed the cap, and poured the contents, the cold milk running across her skin made her moan and close her eyes.

”Alright, done.” She asked, her breasts still bare and wet. She spun the bottle, as it landed on Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow slapped herself, having imagined her gorgeous girlfriend doing the dare instead of Applejack. She grinned to get herself back in the game. “Well, dare me AJ.”

“I dare you to drink two bottles of that spiked milk Flutters made.” Applejack grinned. Fluttershy had prepared specially made bottles with crushed laxatives and diuretics mixed in, for those who wanted one. Rainbow grabbed two bottles, and laid her head on Fluttershy’s lap. She began suckiling on the bottles.

Already, Rainbow could feel her bowels gurgling and churning  from the first sip alone.

Drain by XXXX

Maud Pie jumped down the toilet just as the water started to come down from the toilet's flush box, sliding down the white ceramic of the toilet bowl.

Pinkie Pie let out a little cheer, as the handle gave in to her weight. However, she stopped doing so, when she noticed that Maud was resting at the bottom of the toilet, the water simply washing onto her coat without pulling her down.

"guess I don't fit. Maybe you could." Maud said, as she climbed out of the toilet, her grey fur dripping water onto the toilet seat and the floor and her tail and mane messing themselves up in the process. Pinkie Pie frowned, as she dropped away from the handle and landed onto the floor, just as Maud shook herself to dry off the water.

"Maybe I could fit into?" PinkiePie said. Maud sighed, as she turned around, picked Pinkie Pie and set her onto the toilet seat's edge.

"Maybe. We can try." Maud said, as she went next to the flusher and gripped onto it with her right hoof, ready to pull down. Without hesitation, Pinkie Pie jumped down and hit the water below, just as Maud had moved the handle down.

Pinkie Pie squealed, as she felt the water swirling all around her, but her squeal ended once she noticed that, not only she wasn't moving, her diaper had started  to make loud squishing noises. Pinkie looked down at her crotch, but saw no trace of yellow, bu rather a dark gray mass bulging out of the toilet's hole.

"Your diaper is obstructing your descent, it seems," Maud said. Pinkie Pie quickly grabbed her diaper's tapes, but, before she could remove them, the handle was lowered, and the door was opened.

"What are you two doing here?"

Endoscopy by SuperPinkbrony12

Fluttershy wasted no time in getting Scootaloo to the pharmacy. Fortunately, there was one just outside the park.

Walking through the sliding doors, Fluttershy led Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle into the building and over to the nearby clinic area.

One of the nurses that was working behind the desk rose her head to speak to Fluttershy “Hello miss,” she greeted with a smile “What seems to be the problem?”

“I need to schedule an appointment with Dr. Stable Hoof. Is he available?” Fluttershy asked.

Clicking on the keyboard of the nearby computer a few times, the nurse checked the employee list, until she found the doctor Fluttershy had mentioned “Indeed he is. He currently has an opening. May I ask why you need to see him?”

“Scootaloo had an accident in her shorts.” Fluttershy explained.

“And how old is she?” the nurse asked, looking at both Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.

“She’s five years old, and has been potty trained,” Fluttershy told the nurse “I know it’s perfectly natural for children at kindergarten age to have accidents, but I want to make sure there’s nothing wrong with Scootaloo.”

“Would you like me to arrange for Dr. Stable Hoof to give Scootaloo an endoscopy?” the nurse asked “That sort of procedure should easily be able to tell if there’s a problem with Scootaloo’s body.”

Fluttershy quickly shook her head “I’m sure it’s just an accident, but I wanted to consult with an expert to see what I should do next.” she told the nurse.

“Very well then, no endoscopy. I’ll let Dr. Stable Hoof know he has a new patient,” the nurse said, and left her seat “This should just take a few minutes.”

“That’s good. That should give me plenty of time to get ready.” Fluttershy replied.

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As soon as the nurse had left, Fluttershy took Scootaloo by the hand and instructed Sweetie Belle to follow her to the nearby ladies restroom.

Upon entering, Fluttershy turned to Sweetie Belle and said “I don’t want you to have an accident as well. So, go into one of the stalls and try to go potty, even if you don’t feel like you have to.”

“Okay, I can do that.” Sweetie Belle said cheerfully, walking into the nearest stall and closing the door.

With Sweetie Belle out of the way, Fluttershy now turned her attention to getting Scootaloo cleaned up.

Making use of a nearby changing table, Fluttershy placed Scootaloo onto its padded surface and quickly took off her shorts. She then removed the soiled underpants, but rather than toss them into the trash, she put them into a plastic bag, just in case, Dr. Stable Hoof asked for a stool sample.

Scootaloo was less than thrilled when Fluttershy wiped her butt, powdered her, and then slipped a pull-up onto her.

“I don’t need these. I only had one accident!” she protested.

“I know, Scootaloo, but I can’t risk having you ruin all of your underpants. This is more of a precaution than anything else.” Fluttershy explained.

“Can I ask you something?” Scootaloo said to Fluttershy.

Fluttershy, suspecting nothing, said “Of course, Scootaloo. What do you want to know?”

“What’s an endoscopy?” Scootaloo asked nervously.

Fluttershy gulped, but reluctantly explained “It’s a procedure in which a doctor inserts a small device into either your mouth or you butt to examine the inside of your body.”

Scootaloo shivered at the thought of a doctor inserting something into her body, especially through her rear end. It sounded absolutely painful. “Are you sure you’re not gonna make me get that?” she asked Fluttershy.

“Of course not, Scootaloo. As long as you don’t have anymore accidents, and Dr. Stable Hoof doesn’t see anything wrong with you.” Fluttershy said, as she finished securing the pull-up to Scootaloo’s butt.

No sooner had Fluttershy done so, when there came the sound of a toilet being flushed. A few seconds later, Sweetie Belle came out of the bathroom stall.

“Did you remember to wipe yourself with toilet paper?” Fluttershy asked Sweetie Belle.

“Of course I did. Rarity was really strict about me wiping myself clean when she was potty training me.” Sweetie Belle replied.

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Once Fluttershy had washed her hands, she led Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle out of the bathroom, and back to the clinic counter.

A few seconds later, the nurse came out and said “Dr. Stable Hoof is ready to see you now.”

Dr. Stable Hoof proved to very considerate and caring to Scootaloo, he went out of his way to make her feel as comfortable as possible.

“So, you were playing with your friend, and then you suddenly felt a warmth in your shorts?” Dr. Stable Hoof asked Scootaloo.

Scootaloo nodded in nervousness and embarrassment “I didn’t mean to, it was an accident. Please don’t make me get an endoscopy!”

“I’m not going to give you an endoscopy, Scootaloo,” Dr. Stable Hoof said with a laugh “For now at least. I just want you to keep wearing pull-ups, while I examine the poop sample Fluttershy provided for me.”

“You can tell if something is wrong with me by looking at my poop?” Scootaloo asked in disgust.

“Indeed I can, but I won’t gross out you with the details,” Dr. Stable Hoof replied “Just wear those pull-ups, and I’ll contact your big sister or Fluttershy once I’ve determined what, if anything, needs to be done to prevent future accidents.”

“Thank you very much, Dr. Stable Hoof.” Fluttershy said kindly, and she led Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle out of the patient room of the clinic.

Dr. Stable Hoof couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit. He could well remember going through similar fiascos with his own children.

But sometimes, being a doctor meant you had to do the dirty jobs. Even if you were never potty trained yourself.

Panic by Eu Vou!

Twilight Sparkle wasn't understanding anything of what was currently going on.

First of all, when she had woken up, after she had been changed out of her nightly pull-up, she had been told to not go to the kitchen to have breakfast, as something important was going to happen to her soon. Twilight had resisted to the temptation and asked nothing about it, because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did.

Then, when she had went back to her room to play, her mommy had stopped her and told her in a serious voice that she had to get going somewhere else. Twilight pouted but didn't do anything else, because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

Twilight and mommy walked and walked and walked, until they reached a big white house with fancy stone decorations and a red cross standing  just above the door. Twilight started to shiver and quake, remembering the same symbol inside a doctor's cutie mark, but she said nothing because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

The inside of the place was huge, shiny and full of all kind of ponies trotting and walking around the place without any apparent goal. Mommy stopped in front of a desk, where a nice mare was busy scribbling stuffs, just before speaking and pointing to the floor up the stairs. Mommy brought Twilight up the stairs, just a scary but familiar smell arrived to Twilight's cute little nose. Twilight started to sweat and quake and shiver more, but she said nothing because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

Mommy brought Twilight to a room with red chairs and some pretty pictures of foests and rivers, and where some ponies were sitting in wait for something. Twilight recognized the place, and she whispered to her mommy to bring her back home, but not too loud, because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

The clock ticked and ticked, doctors and not-quite-doctors passing by, bringing in ponies unhurt and bringing them out covered in patches, bandages with blood and stiches, which meant they were hurt. Twilight quakes were even stronger, her little heart started to beat quite fast and she had a little accident on the spot, but she only whispered her wish to go home because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

Then a big and scary stallion called Twilight's name. Twilight remained on the chair still, but, when mommy pushed her, she obeyed and walked behind the stallion, as her hearth beat even faster, her sweat left a trail where she walked, her tears kept in at her best, and the accident in her pull-up growing bigger as she walked. But she only whined lightly, because she was a good filly and that's how good fillies did it.

The stallion brought her to a completely white room, where a big round lamp with three smaller lamps inside hung over a black bed, not unlike a doctor's place one. Three ponies, all wearing muzzle-covering masks, light green bonnets over their manes and white coats stood by the table. A shiny grey tray was next to one of the ponies. The stallion then put Twilight onto the table and, quickly, the ponies went around the table. Twilight looked behind her, and saw one of them holding a big syringe, a really, really big one, and moving it to her tushy. Twilight exploded, as she started to cry, tears gushing out of her eyes, as her poop ended up in the pull-up along with the wee-wee, calling for her mommy or her big brother to come and bring her way. The ponies suddenly jumped onto her, blocking her, telling her off, just as the syringe entered in Twilight's butt. The pain made Twilight cry more loudly and try to get free, shouting why they were doing that to her and asking to leave her alone at alternate times. But they ponies didn't do that, and instead, they took a knife-like thingie, and started to cut.

Twilight's mind crumbled, as she just shrieked loudly, her accident getting big enough to leak on the bed, and the ponies telling her off once more.

Twilight started to think that she wasn't such a good filly. after all, if she had been good, why would mommy bring her in a place where she was hurt by strangers?

Twilight started to slow down her cries to sob of anguish and pain instead.

She was going to be good. No, she was going the best… to never go back in that place of pain. To never disappoint mommy ever again.

Spin by Pocatello

Rainbow Dash, after finishing up the bottles of milk, not wanting to keep feelign that in her stomach, released itself with a loud and prolonged fart accompaying her waste explusion, in turn increasing the diaper's size and making it take a brown and yellow tint.

"Well, while Dashie keeps using her diapee herself, let's go on!" Pinkie Pie siad, as Rainbow Dash's diaper started to get quite big and making Rainbow Dash shift aroudn and moan in discomfort.

She spun the bottle, and it landed on Twilight, which, quickly understand what was the risk of picking dare, asked for the other option.

"Truth me Dash!" Twilight said, as Rainbow Dash's diaper had basically turned into one giant bulge that worked as stinky pillow, to much of Pinkie Pie and sunset Shimmer's amusement.

Rainbow Dash, cringing and twiddling her fingers around, asked the firs thing she had in mind o make Twilight uncomfortable "Any boy you'd liek to bang?"

Sadly for Rainbow Dash, Twilight smiled and quickly answered.

"Anyone of them, of course, but Big Machintosh is on the list!" She siad, making Applejack gasp and froze, just as Twilight started to spin the bottle around, until it landed on Pinkie.

"Dare me!" she shrieked atop of her lungs. Twilight smirked, as she peeked at Rainbow Dash again. Rainbow Dash's face was green, and the smell from her diaper was slowly getting as uncomfortable as sitting on a mound of her own wastes was for Dash. Scrinching up her nose, Twilight spoek up.

"Pinkie, I dare you to change Dash and wear her diaper!" Twilight said. Pinkie Pie and everybody else in the room froze and stared at Twilight.

Holy by SuperPinkbrony12

For Applejack, the rest of the day passed relatively uneventfully. Apple Bloom cleaned her up, and continued to tease her about her accident, but otherwise not much happened.

As Applejack climbed into bed, she decided to once again forgo wearing a diaper. If she needed to go, she was going to let her body wake her up so she could use the bathroom like she used to be able to do.

“Please, whoever is in charge of listenin’ to prayers, let mine be answered. I’m gettin’ sick of bein’ treated like a little baby all because of somethin’ I didn’t intend to let happen.” Applejack said silently, as she drifted off to sleep.

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In Applejack’s dream, everywhere she went, she could hear her sister teasing her. Taunting her for her accidents and saying “The little baby’s never gonna be potty trained. She should just stay in diapers and go pee-pee and poo-poo like the little foal that she is.”

Applejack kept on running, trying to get away from Apple Bloom’s taunting. She could see a perfectly good toilet in the distance, she could reach it and use it.

But as Applejack ran closer and closer to the toilet, it got bigger and bigger, and she got smaller and smaller. By the time she had reached it, it was so big, and she was so small, that her body didn’t even come up past the bowl.

“Ah, ain’t that cute? The little baby wants to use the big potty,” a giant Apple Bloom teased “Too bad for her that she ain’t even close to bein’ big enough to sit on the seat.” And she bent down and picked up Applejack, carrying her away.

“No! Please, make this stop! I can’t take it anymore!” Applejack pleaded, shouting her prayer to the high heavens.

Suddenly, in a flash of holy light, the dream world Applejack was in vanished. Leaving her in an inky void.

Descending from above was an alicorn with a coat even whiter than Celestia’s, with the most beautifully styled red mane and tail, and a cutie mark depicting an ink well.

“I am the creator,” the alicorn spoke in a voice that shook the ground “I have heard your prayers.”

“You have?” Applejack asked. ‘The Creator’ responded with a nod “Then, are you here to answer them?”

“To some extent,” the alicorn replied “You may call me Lauren Fausticorn. And I can help you to regain control of your bodily functions. For a price.”

“Whatever you want from me, I’ll gladly give it to you. I’m sick of bein’ treated like a foal by my little sister.” Applejack quickly agreed.

“Control of your bladder and bowels will be restored. But in return, you must pray to me every night before bed. And you must vow never to deliberately use your diapers ever again,” Lauren Fausticorn explained seriously “If you disobey my orders, you will soon find yourself not only wetting and messing your diapers, but also losing control of your other adult functions.”

“I swear on my soul that I will never violate those terms!” Applejack promised.

“Very well then,” Lauren Fausticorn said with a smile, and lit up the sky with her magic “Now awaken, for it is time for you to regain your independence.”

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Applejack woke up with a start, and found both her bladder and bowels crying out to be released. A sensation that she had not felt in months.

Without hesitation, Applejack sprang up from her bed, and raced to the bathroom. She couldn’t wait to sit on the toilet and do her business in it again.

But upon reaching the bathroom door, Applejack’s happy mood soon changed. The door was locked, and no matter how hard Applejack tried, she couldn’t get it to open.

It was then that Applejack remembered that Apple Bloom had taken the liberty of locking the bathroom door, and holding onto the only key.

Rather than go wake her little sister and endure the humiliation of being treated like a potty training toddler, Applejack reluctantly went back to her room.

Resting besides her bed was the mare sized training potty that she had not wanted to use. Reluctantly, Applejack went over to it and sat down. Just seconds after she did so, she relieved herself into the plastic bowl.

Making use of the nearby wipes, Applejack then cleaned her butt until it was nice and clean.

Now, the only question that remained was, what to do with the full training potty? With the bathroom door still locked, Applejack couldn’t empty it into the toilet. And carrying it all the way to the outhouse at the end of the orchard was a long haul that Applejack didn’t want to have to make. But she couldn’t just leave it sitting in her room, the smell would make it impossible to sleep.

Just what was she to do?

Laxative by Anon

Noi was feeling happier and less angsting, compared to the first days that followed that fateful surgery that had made her unable to control her bladder and her bowels, forcing her to be diaper-dependent.

Her classmates had quelled their insults after a lecture made by Silver Spoon, and Silver Spoon herself had befriended her, trying to make Noi have a good time and move on despite her situation.

In short, Noi's problems had become a lot more bearable. All, except her sister Carrot Top's behaviour about Noi's diapers and overall attitude, which was one of contempt and disdain towards Noi.

"I can't take it anymore," no whined, as she was sprawling on her bed, while Silver Spoon sat composedly on a beanbag chair "All she does is berate me for 'not doing enough' and 'begin too weak,' or stuff like that, and I hate it! I'd wish to make her stop... maybe understand how I feel and how I felt before you and me became friends..."

Silver Spoon adjusted her glasses on her nose a little and shifted on the beanbag chair.

"I see. I think I know your sister well enough to tell that she has a... peculiar mindset, towards suffering and angst." Silver Spoon said, as Noi grunted.

"Like if I didn't notice it." Noi said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, as she turned onto her belly, her diaper crinkling as she did so.

"Anyways," Silver Spoon said "Did you already try to speak about that?"

"Yes," Noi said with a sigh "She refused to listen."

"Since I know you have talked with your parents abotu that, I do not think I can help you find a solution."

Noi sighed more loudly, as she turned around yet again, crinkling loudly as she laid on her belly and sunk her chin in the pillow and silver Spoon lowered her head.

There was silence for around a minute. then Silver Spoon sprung up with a small shriek.

"I have an idea!" Silver Spoon said, making Noi jump onto herself and curl up a little.

"You know what you said about making her feel what you are going throught?" silver Spoon asked, and Noi answered with a nod. "Well, let's just slip in some laxatives in her drinks, and see how she likes it!"

"O-okay... that's a good idea, actually." Noi whispered, as she rolled off her bed, her diaper crinkling and squishing. "but, first, lemme get change out of this diaper."

Silver Spoon and Noi were sitting on the couch, with Silver Spoon hiding the empty paper packet of soluble laxatives under her butt and noi reading a book in the attempt of hide her satisfied grin, as Carrot Top's steps resonated on the wooden floor of Noi's house.

"Hello there, weakling and demented gal," Carrot Top said, her muzzle pointing up as she walked past the two fillies. Noi gritted her teeth, but resisted the temptation to fight back, and instead rolled her eyes, while Silver Spoon just shrugged.

As the steps faded away, Silver Spoon looked around her instinctively, before jumping down the couch and walking towards the kitchen.

"Let's move," Silver Spoon said to Noi, as she stepped forward toward the kitchen "You don't want to miss the messy fireworks, don't you?"

Noi threw the book away on the floor, joining Silver Spoon with a series of crinkles in her trail to the kitchen. There, Silver Spoon and Noi saw Carrot Top take a glass of water, fill it with the water from the water bottle the two fillies had spiked earlier, then sipping from it.

As soon as Carrot Top put the glass down, a loud, ominous gurgling sound and a far came from Carrot Top...

Check-up by Diokno44

Scootaloo fidgeted on the table she sat on. She had a fresh (for now) Pull-Up on, alongside an orange T-Shirt with a duck on the front. Her shorts were folded to the side. She looked at the door, where the woman she hoped to call "mom" soon was waiting. Dr. Stable Hoof was examine a urine and stool sample she had given, via the Pull-Up she had been changed out of.

"Hmm, according to these tests," Stable turned to her, smiling, "With some retraining, you SHOULD regain your control back." He said. He then perked his ears, upon hearing a hissing noise. Scootaloo blushed, as she felt her pee soak her training pants. Stable patted her shoulder to make her feel better. "It's alright, would you like me to call in Fluttershy to get you cleaned up?" He asked.

"N-not yet." Scootaloo blushed, as her stomach began to gurgle ominously. The calm before the brown storm.

Velvet by SuperPinkbrony12

“So, do you see now, Rainbow Dash?” Swirly Sweet asked “The toilet is nothing to be scared of anymore.”

“Not with that scary monster gone!” Rainbow Dash boasted, just before she was reminded of why she’d been brought into the bathroom in the first place.

“You still have to go potty, don’t you?” Swirly Sweet asked Rainbow Dash, who reluctantly nodded in response. Swirly Sweet just smiled, and put Rainbow Dash back on the toilet seat “The monster can’t get you anymore. But just to be safe, please don’t squirm around on the seat this time, got it?”

“Okay.” Rainbow Dash with a sigh. The seat was still big, but at least now she didn’t have to worry about the king of the bathroom trying to eat her. Even so, it was going to feel really weird to do her business in something besides a diaper.

While Rainbow Dash sat on the toilet, Swirly Sweet set to work on cleaning up the mess from the overflowing toilet. There was a lot of water that splashed onto the floor, thanks in no small part due to the plunger that Swirly had used to get Rainbow Dash unstuck and out of the toilet bowl.

She had just finished cleaning up the last of the water, when she heard the sound of something plopping into the toilet bowl.

“I done going poopie,” Rainbow Dash said, blushing slightly. She wasn’t used to telling somepony besides her parents “Can you clean me, Swirly?”

“Of course I can, Rainbow Dash.” Swirly Sweet replied, and unrolled some toilet paper.

“Why you use toilet paper? Daddy and Mommy always clean me with wipes.” Rainbow Dash asked, as Swirly Sweet wiped her butt clean with the toilet paper.

“Because wipes aren’t flushable like toilet paper is, and wipes are only for diaper changes. All big ponies that use the toilet clean themselves up with toilet paper.” Swirly Sweet explained, dumping the used rolls in the bowl. Once she was certain that Rainbow Dash’s butt was no longer messy, she pulled the toilet handle and flushed the toilet.

The loud noise made Rainbow Dash cower, and hide behind Swirly Sweet. “If toilet monster dead, then why toilet still make scary noise like when monster tried to eat me?” she asked.

“You may have defeated the monster that lurked in it, but the toilet still has to do what it was built to do,” Swirly Sweet explained to Rainbow Dash “Don’t worry. The more often you go pee-pee and poo-poo in the toilet, the more you’ll get used to the noise.”

“That explains why bathroom is always so smelly. Toilet is like my diapees, only bigger and with built in disposal ability.” Rainbow Dash concluded.

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After helping Rainbow Dash wash her hooves in the bathroom sink (and doing the same thing herself) Swirly Sweet led Rainbow Dash out of the bathroom, all the while she had a massive smile on her face.

Soon, Rainbow Dash knew what she was smiling about. “I have a surprise for you, Rainbow Dash.” Swirly Sweet said to the filly.

“Surprise? What sort of surprise?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“It’s a change of undergarments.” Swirly Sweet explained, and pulled out something that looked like a diaper, only a bit bigger, and with less cartoonish Wonderbolts figures printed on it.

“That a new diapee?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Not quite. It’s a pull-up,” Swirly Sweet told Rainbow Dash, as she put the undergarment on Rainbow Dash’s butt “It’s what big colts and fillies wear once they prove they can go potty like they’re suppose to.”

“But why me need to wear pull-up if me can use toilet?” Rainbow Dash asked, sounding rather confused.

“Because, sometimes colts and fillies your age still have accidents. Usually at night,” Swirly Sweet explained “Pull-ups are more of a precaution than anything else. Most ponies only wear them for a little while, and then they go without them once they can go a long time without having accidents.”

“So, if I keep using the toilet, I won’t have to wear pull-up?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“That’s correct,” Swirly Sweet said kindly “From now on, if you feel like you have to go. You can either come get me, or your Daddy or Mommy, and one of us will help you use the toilet. Just make sure you co-operate, and don’t squirm around on the seat.”

“Okay, will tell you if I have to go potty,” Rainbow Dash replied, then she got an idea. She decided she wanted to play a little game. So she went over to where the old bedroom curtains were stashed, took part of one of the velvet ones, and wrapped it around her like a cape.

“What are you doing, Rainbow Dash?” Swirly Sweet asked, when she observed Rainbow Dash in her velveted cape.

“I hero known as Big Pony! You big pony’s arch enemy Toilet Monster!” Rainbow Dash explained “Big Pony fight Toilet Monster, while Toilet Monster try to eat Big Pony. But Big Pony fight back and kill Toilet Monster!”

Swirly Sweet chuckled, but decided to play along with Rainbow Dash’s fantasy “Rarr! I am the evil creature known as Toilet Monster! I love to visit toilets and gobble up ponies that fall into the bowl!” she said in her best monster voice possible.

“Not so fast, Toilet Monster! Big Pony is here to stop you!” Rainbow Dash shouted, running as fast as she could on her tiny little legs.

“Ooh! I’ve never had the chance to eat a rainbow pony before. I’ll bet it tastes like candy!” Swirly said in her monster voice.

“You no eat Big Pony! Big Pony kill you!” Rainbow Dash said in a heroic voice, and charged at Swirly Sweet, knocking her to the ground.

“Oh no, you got me! I am done for! Curse you Big Pony!” Swirly Sweet shouted, trying not to giggle.

“I save the day!” Rainbow Dash cheered, standing triumphantly over Swirly Sweet.

Swirly Sweet couldn’t help but smile, Rainbow Dash was probably the best pony she had ever foalsat for and helped to toilet train.

In fact, she had an idea. “Say, Rainbow Dash?” she asked “How would you like to help me out?”

“I love to help. What do you need help with?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“I have a son that’s about your age, and he needs some help with his potty training. I was thinking that a big pony such as yourself might be able to give him the encouragement he needs not to be scared of the toilet.” Swirly Sweet explained.

“I be glad to help other ponies not be scared of toilet. It give me chance to tell my heroic tale to an audience!” Rainbow Dash boasted.

“Excellent,” Swirly Sweet said happily “I’ll just have to see if your parents are onboard with it first. Oh, and speaking of parents, let’s keep what happened in the bathroom a secret, okay?”

“Why?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“I don’t think your parents need to know about how you battled a monster. Not to mention, they probably won’t believe you.” Swirly Sweet explained.

“Okay, I won’t tell them.” Rainbow Dash promised.

Appointment by Eu Vou!

Sweetie Belle shifted her legs around in nervousness.

At least, she wanted to do that, as the metal leg braces firmly set in her flesh and bone made such act that it was as darign as it was painful and pointless. In any case, she was eagerly waiting to hear the response of the test from the doctor, her diaper crinkling a little as she still shifted aroudn with only her hips and letting her fingers twitch around uncontrollably.

The door creacked a little and the lock made a sudden clickling sound, making Sweetie Belle bend forwar toward the door and look very carefully at it. The door then opened, as a father escorted a little girl wearing a back brace that was barely covered by her light blue sundress and her matching green short skirt. the nurse, wearign a long light green coat and the standar-issue cap on her head covered in red stright hair, smiled as she waved at the two, before turning to Sweetie Belle, adjustign the smile to one of attemtped comfort.

"Next up, miss Sweetie Belle," the nurse siad, as she then walked next to her, just as Sweetie Belle, slowly and shakily, helped herself with her hands to get up on her legs.

"thank you very much, but I can do it," Sweetie Belle said just as she stood up on her knees and made one temptative step forward. The nurse chuckled, as she quickly made Sweetie Belle wrap her left arm around her neck.

"I know oyu can do it, but you should not strain yourself too much, sweetie," the redhead nurse said, as she escorted Sweetie Belel inside, to much of the girl's chargrin.

The doctor, a lean and tall man with a sligth case of hunchback and shirt black curvy hair, was currently sitting behidn the glass and metal table covered both in paperwork and decoratory trinkets from several pharmaceutical companies and other sources, probably the doctor's old relatives. The rest of the studio featured an examiantion table, a big card index cabinet whose style was a mash-up of whatever spare parts were used to repair it, leading to the sight of baroque handles used alongside round and msooth handles of dull metal, and cabinet doors that changed the style of the glass in a very consistent way.

The nruse faked a cough and poitned Sweeite Belle towards a black stool nearby at the same time. The doctor lifted his head from the papers, looekd at the nurse and then to Sweetie Belle, clutchign his hands together against his almost-invisible belly.

"What do we have here," he said, smiling a little "the little rebel."

Sweetie Belle blushed annoyed, at the doctor's quite unexpected little teasing. She didn't like him, not one bit ever sicne she had been told to wear thsoe legs braces by him.

"Please just tell me the tests' results, doctor," Sweetie Belle said with a groan and a eyeroll "I'm going to walk without looking like some kind of metal puppet or not? An are my nerves getting better or not?"

The doctor shrugged, as he grabbed a sand-colored folder labeled with Sweeite belle's full name that was sitting on the desk's top. He opened it, and pulled out two X-ray sheets and several documents from the folder.

"So, your urography shows that your bladder had healed fully," he said, pointign at one of the X-rays, which showed most of Sweetie Belle's body from the base of her chest to her knees, the actual hip in the center with a white glow highlighted in the center of the hip bones. Sweetie Belel smield and nodded, not getting what the X-ray actually showed but udnerstadnign it was showing improvement. The doctor then showed anotehr X-ray, this one with Sweetie Belle's legs bones and metal rods in sight, showing, alogn with the screws and the rods, the cracks in the bones, which, however, Sweetie Belle could clearly tell by herself were a lot less smaller than previosuly.

"Your legs are recovering well, but you'd need to use crutches more often, or it will take longer to heal." He said, before passing to take up the documents.

"The nerve tests and the urodunamic one tell me that your nerves are, very slowly, going back to work. You will eb able ot regain control over your bldder..." Sweetie Belle smiled widely, as htne the doctor continued "for the most part. It's more likely that you'll need ot be at least twenty minutes from a bathroom for qutie a while, maybe until you are twenty, and, even then, you won't be completley back to yoru faculties."

Sweetie Belel's smile faded, as she pouted and crossed her arms annoyed.

"Damn it... why did this had to happen to me?" She whispered, as the doctor quickly put everythign back in the folder.

"Well, then, we will see again in one month at the hospital, when we'll remvoe those rods from your legs," he said, as Sweetie Belle extracted the cash from her trouser's pocket and slammed it on the desk before slowly getting up and trying to rush out of the studio without saying a word.

Principal by Daxn

Principal Sombra was usually quite cavalier about the defeats that his pupils' teams suffered during the Friendship Games that the Ministry of Education liked so much to enforce. After all, even if his students lost in one discipline, they were still going to win most of them, thanks to the great focus he gave to those games and the overall discipline of the ones chosen to take part to the Games.

However, this time, his calm and sportsmanship had been thrown out of the window, after that day, and he had called his squads' captains to one of the hotel's minor meeting rooms, to discuss about the performance of his students.

Principal Sombra joined his hands together and set them over the grey keyboard of the laptop in standby, as he watched the students he had called for the meeting. As soon as the Horseback Archer champion, Lighting Dust, had finished to lock the room's door with a click and she had went to take a seat in the last row of seats, Principal Sombra got up and faked a cough.

"I think you all know why you are here." Principal Sombra said, as he got up and pressed the power button of the projector on a metal stand in front of the table he had been sitting behind, causing white light to be projected onto the smooth wall. Sombra then went back

The students nodded sadly to Sombra's question.

"Good," he said, before making a full circle around the table and back at the laptop, where he brought the computer out of its standby and quickly selected the first image he wanted to show, which was in turn projected onto the wall.

It was a photo of the winners of the Flower Wars competition held the day before. The winners were a light orange tall girl with red and yellow-colored curly hair wearing a matching outfit, a even taller  ancient white guy with brown hair and a shirt with a red checkered oblique stripe on his chest plus red trousers, and, finally a short and scrawny-looking orange boy with dark orange hair with streaks of green wearing a orange jump shirt and showing off the white diaper his dark green shorts covered with a zip.

"These were the winners," Principal Sombra said "one, the man in white and red, was and is a nymphomaniac that has had sex with one of the judges of the Atl-atl Throwing competition and sent me a picture of Priapus," Sombra said dramatically, as he heard snickers coming from his students, which made him slam his right fist against the table, making it shake, creak and boom at he same time.

"Be quiet you all!" Principal Sombra roared, as the students jolted on their seats startled and turned their eyes back on their Principal.

"I was saying, he sent me a picture of Priapus with the words 'You have been defeated by the power of Mating!' printed underneath. This is not an honorable adversary." Principal Sombra bent down, as she swapped the previous image with one depicting the orange-skinned boy sitting on a bed, wearing just a white shirt and a light blue diaper and looking away from the camera with a blush.

"The other one is handicapped and weak, and yet he has bested you! How could you have been defeated by somebody so weak, is beyond me, and, honestly, I don't care about what pathetic excuses you will make up for justify your defeat, the members of this school will not be defeated by weak handicapped athletes that have trained only for three weeks beforehand!"

Everyone in the room hung their heads low in shame. All, except Lighting Dust, who got up and put an open palm over her chest.

"Begin incontinent, his groin was impervious against all attacks and, when the athletes realized that he didn't fall down like expected, they did it too late and were eliminated." She said.

Principal Sombra glared at Lighting Dust, as he then smirked.

"Oh, you think that a diaper is a protection sufficient enough?" Sombra said, as Lighting Dust stopped dead in her tracks and started to sweat visibly "Perhaps... I can make you wear one tomorrow, in place of the usual saddle pillow?"

Principal Sombra walked slowly but surely next to her. He knew that his question wasn't a question.

It was an order.

Tolerance by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity felt incredibly relieved to know the truth about being a “Teen Baby”. She’d been so fearful of it being a bad thing, something that was against the law. But now, she felt comfortable enough to decide the time had come to tell her secret to her friends.

That was, assuming they hadn’t already found out somehow. Rarity could well remember all the times she’d left her supplies in her bags, and left said bags unattended. Knowing the curious natures of Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, Rarity suspected that the two of them may have tried once or twice to find out what was in her bags.

But even if they did know, it wasn’t likely that the rest of The Rainbooms would believe them. Rarity certainly wasn’t the sort of person would suspect to have a secret involving a desire to act like, and be treated like, a baby.

One thing was for sure, The Rainbooms were about to be in for a big surprise.

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As soon as school had ended for the day, Rarity went to her locker and retrieved the bags that housed her baby supplies. Then, taking a deep breath and plucking up courage, she made her way to the music room.

“What do you suppose Rarity’s secret could be?” Applejack asked Sunset Shimmer, as she and the rest of The Rainbooms waited impatiently for Rarity to arrive.

“Who knows?” Sunset Shimmer replied with a shrug “It could be anything.”

“I’ll bet the secret is that she likes watching that show with the colorful cartoon horses that I’ve been hearing so much about lately.” Fluttershy suggested.

“You mean that new ‘My Pretty Pony’ show that comes on the air on Saturday mornings?” Pinkie Pie spoke up “I sometimes watch that with Pound and Pumpkin Cake.”

“I’ve seen that show, it’s alright.” Rainbow Dash shrugged.

“Eh, these days it ain’t so much of a secret that ‘My Pretty Pony’ really hit it off with an older audience.” Applejack replied.

“Kind of reminds me of my old life back in Equestria. Except, we never had things like television or cartoons.” Sunset Shimmer said to no-one in particular.

Rarity arrived just a second later, and set her bags down on the ground. She then cleared her throat, and all eyes fell on her. “As you all know, I have decided to share a…… ‘secret’ that I have kept from you all for so long,” she began “Part of why I did so, was because I thought it was something forbidden and inappropriate. But thanks to a certain individual that I shall not name, I have learned the truth.”

“Well, get on with it then.” Vinyl Scratch encouraged. She normally wasn’t one to talk, seeing as she was always swept up in her music. But ever since she became The Rainbooms sound manager, she’d been coming out of her shell a little bit.

Deciding it was no use beating around the bush, Rarity came clean and confessed “I am what is known as a ‘Teen Baby’,” she told her friends “For some time now, I have had a desire to behave as I was when I was young. To that end, I have indulged a little into certain aspects.”

“Does that mean you’re wearing a-” Rainbow Dash began.

“Yes.” Rarity interrupted.

“And your bags are filled with-” Pinkie Pie went on.

“Indeed,” Rarity interrupted again “I apologize for cutting you off, but I am still a bit ‘uneasy’ when discussing my new found interest.”

“Well, if you’re really wearin’ a you-know-what, then why don’t you show us?” Applejack asked, attracting a lot of suspicious eyes “I just want to make sure this ain’t all some elaborate prank you’re pullin’.”

“I suppose actions do indeed speak louder than words in this situation,” Rarity replied, gulping a bit “Very well, I suppose I shall ‘undress’ myself a little so that you may see for yourselves.” And with that, Rarity pulled down her purple skirt, dropping it to her knees and exposing a diaper as white as snow.

Rarity then opened her bags, revealing a huge package filled with similar looking diapers, some wet wipes, a canister of baby powder, a diamond colored pacifier, a rattle, several stuffed animals, and pink footie pajamas with a matching onesie.

“So, you weren’t pullin’ our legs after all.” Applejack spoke up, as Rarity zipped the bags shut. She did not pull her skirt back up.

“Indeed I wasn’t,” Rarity replied, as she saw her friends looking uneasily at her. “I know this is a lot to take in, and I know it must be hard for you to understand why someone like myself is so interested in this ‘Teen Baby’ stuff. But I assure you that, whatever you might have been told about it, it is not immoral, or at all related to paedophilia. It is a harmless thing that is simply misunderstood. And I ask that at the very least, you tolerate my secret!”

“Rarity, we would never think any less of you for this.” Fluttershy spoke up.

“Yeah. Mr. and Mrs. Cake told me that it’s perfectly fine for people to have interests related to being a baby, and that it’s perfectly normal.” Pinkie Pie added.

“And we all know that being a ‘Teen Baby’ is not at all the same as being a paedophile,” Sunset Shimmer finished “If it makes you happy, then we’re more than happy to accept your secret. In fact, I think we could have a lot of fun with you being a ‘Teen Baby’.”

“You mean, you’d all like to be my caretakers?” Rarity asked, her friends all nodded “Oh, thank you! Thank you all so much! It means everything to me!”

“Ah, no problem, Rarity!” Vinyl Scratch said happily, then a faint smirk began to form on her face “So, how’s about we get you changed into a fresh nappy?”

“Whatever are you talking about?” Rarity asked, before she looked down at her crotch. Her diaper’s snow white color had vanished, and had been replaced with a faint yellow tint.

“Ah, I don’t believe! You just went and wet yourself!” Rainbow Dash said, chuckling slightly.

“Don’t worry, Rarity. Auntie Pinkie Pie will get you all nice and clean.” Pinkie Pie said cheerfully, as she grabbed Rarity’s bags, and then dragged Rarity off to the ladies room of Canterlot High.

Bully by SuperPinkbrony12

Button Mash breathed a small sigh of relief, as he locked the stall door behind him. No other stalls were in use. The colts bathroom at school was unoccupied.

Now, he could do what he’d been wanting to do for some time now. He quickly placed his saddle bag on the floor, and opened it to reveal a pack of diapers that fit his size.

It hadn’t been easy to smuggle them into school, but at last Button Mash was going to get to put one on. And he did so without hesitation, taking the first diaper out of the pack and pulling it around his waist until it fit snuggly. After sprinkling a bit of foal powder, Button Mash put the diaper pack back into his saddle bag, and walked out of the bathroom stall.

Unfortunately, he’d forgotten to make sure the bathroom was still unoccupied, and bumped straight into Truffle Shuffle.

“Hey, watch where you’re going!” Truffle Shuffle said angrily, then he took notice of what Button Mash was wearing and started laughing. “Why are you wearing a diaper? Don’t you know how to use a toilet?”

“Of course I do. I only wet the bed every other week now.” Button Mash replied, before he quickly cupped his hooves around his mouth. He really needed to work on his tendency to talk without thinking.

“Oh Button, that’s just embarrassing,” Truffle Shuffle teased, poking Button Mash’s diaper with a hoof “And that still doesn’t explain why you’re wearing a diaper now.”

“I don’t have to tell you anything!” Button Mash protested.

Truffle Shuffle wasn’t at all bothered by Button Mash’s angry stare, he just continued to poke at Button Mash’s diaper, until Button swatted him away with one of his own hooves. “Stop touching my diaper! Go buy your own if you want to wear one!” Button Mash said angrily.

“Only babies and old ponies wear diapers,” Truffle Shuffle replied teasingly “And ponies that can’t control when they poop or pee. Is that what’s wrong with you, Button? Did you lose the ability to control when you go to the bathroom?”

“N-no.” Button Mash said nervously, wetting himself in fright.

“Well, your diaper that you just peed in says otherwise.” Truffle Shuffle said, raising his hoof in a tsking motion. He then grabbed Button Mash by the diaper, and dragged him into the same stall Button Mash had come out of just a few seconds ago.

“Let go of me! I need to get changed or I’m gonna get a diaper rash!” Button Mash complained.

But Truffle Shuffle didn’t care, he just stuck Button Mash’s head into the toilet bowl, leaving Button Mash’s butt sticking out like an archery target.

“I’ll change your diaper, little baby, on one condition.” Truffle Shuffle said to Button Mash.

“Name your price.” Button Mash replied, raising his head out of the toilet bowl.

“You gotta poop yourself. It would seem like such a waste to change a diaper that’s only slightly wet.” Truffle Shuffle explained.

“What?! No way! I’m not pooping in my diaper!” Button Mash protested.

“Wrong answer, Button!” Truffle Shuffle replied, pushing Button’s head back into the toilet bowl. He then pressed down on the toilet handle, and giggled as he felt it give into his weight.

Poor Button Mash tried his best not to cry, as his head spun around and around with the toilet water as it swirled down the drain. The last time he’d been on the receiving end of a swirly, was when he’d accidentally overwritten his brother’s profile on Haylo 2.

“So, let’s try this again. This time, with the right answer!” Truffle Shuffle said seriously, as Button Mash’s raised his head from the bowl, toilet water dripping onto the floor and his diaper.

Just then, the stall door flew off its hinges, as a white coated pegasus stallion with red eyes, a mane and tail of golden locks trimmed short, and a set of weights for a cutie mark shouted “That’s quite enough, Truffle Shuffle!”

Truffle Shuffle gulped, and turned around in time to see the massive stallion grab him by the neck. “B-Bulk Biceps…” he began nervously.

“That’s Mister Biceps to you, young stallion!” Bulk Biceps said angrily “Didn’t your momma ever tell you it’s not polite to pick on other ponies? Especially ones wearing diapers?”

“B-but, Button Mash isn’t a baby. He shouldn’t be wearing a diaper!” Truffle Shuffle protested.

“If he wants to wear one, it’s none of your business!” Bulk Biceps scolded “Now get out of here before I tell Miss. Cheerilee what you’ve been up to!”

Truffle Shuffle didn’t need to be told twice, and bolted out of the bathroom as fast as he could.

“My hero!” Button Mash shouted in a high pitched voice, as he raced towards Bulk Biceps and clung to one of his legs.

[NSFW] Holiday by Eu Vou!

Fancy Pants disliked to talk about his most intimate part of life in public, as it wasn't neither subject of small talk nor subject of political discourse, but only something to be spoken about with the workers of the fields and, should luck with the protections run out, with medical professional. His situation was neither, but, at the same time, his history of sexual congresses was a key to get him out of his current predicament, one ultimately caused by the carelessness of a tour operator that had promised a vacation back in time.

"What's the matter Fancy, little one? Too hot?"

Fancy Pants sighed, as he set his right hoof over his now-little chest, his composure vacillating after a rather long day passed in-between patronizing comments, surprise losses of control over his bodily functions and consequent diapering, spoon-feedings, and hours on end passed in trying (in vain) to do something he could like, instead of just staying inside a playpen and begin read books of a rather level of quality. Now he was buckled to a red highchair, with a tray decorated with the printing of a forest, and a multicolored plastic dish full of plain boiled rice.

"No, I am not in need of assistance with food." Fancy Pants said to Fluer de Lis' mother, a light grey mare with golden curly mane in front of him, who was eating some salad, as, just next to her, Fancy Pants' future wife, also tied to a high chair of the same colour, was devouring rapidly her bowl of rice, in stark contrast to what was going to be her future self's behaviour. Fancy Pants took the blue spoon his front hooves and took a spoonful of rice, so to stop the mare from trying to spoonfeed him again "I am just pondering something."

That said, Fancy Pants ate the spoonful slowly and carefully, sending the mare in a small fit of giggles.

"See, Fluer? That's how you should eat your food!" Fleur's mother said. Fleur De Lis stopped briefly to eat, as she scrunched up her face and looked at Fancy Pants.

"Nah!" Fleur De Lis said in a manner quite appropriate to her age, just before stuffing her face with the last spoonful of rice left for her. Meanwhile, Fancy Pant was halfway through the spoonful, carefully eating each and every grain of rice, so to not spill it and, as he did this slowly, he let his mind concentrate into finding a solution to his current and biggest problem.

"Let us see... my wife is a young filly and acts like one, so, naturally, she is not a resource por se, but I think I can talk about the marriage-to-be as way to cement my position as accidental time traveler, once a proof is found. However, what the proof could be?"

As Fancy was thinking that, he took another spoonful of rice. Fleur De Lis' mother went on and served the mixed vegetables in a new dish to her daughter, just before grabbing the spoon out of Fancy Pant's hooves with a giggle. Fancy Pants jolted in place startled, his train of thought interrupted, as his mind went back to focus on the current annoyance of Fleur De Lis' mother somehow not getting that he was a stallion in a foal's body.

"C'mon, spoons don't hurt!" She said, before stuffing the spoon inside Fancy Pant's mouth, causing him to moan in protest, before suckign away the rice. "See?"

Fancy Pants wanted to swear at the mare, but, with a small lip bite and a deep breath, he decided to let her feed him, so to be left mostly alone while he thought. With his mouth open, he attempted to re-establish the train of thought.

"I was saying... oh, yes, about my spouse-to-be not begin useful right now and the need to find the proof of my real age. However, what could be a proof? I may be a somewhat close acquaintance with one of the Elements of Harmony and have met them all at least once, but I do not know their parents' names and, considered that they are obviously still not conceived, my knowledge of them is useless, and tell the exploits of the Elements of Harmony would be shrugged off as a fairy tale or myth."

"Open wide for the veggies!" Fleur De Lis' mother spoke up, breaking Fancy Pants' train of thought again. Fancy Pants groaned silently and opened his mouth back up, after a brief moment of rest from the continued mouth opening he had taken mid-thought, so to not cave to the gag reflex, before the new spoonful entered in his mouth, allowing him to go back to think.

"I could try my luck with politics, but... I have little idea about the situation at this point of time, despite all my research, and talk about the inner works of the State could be aken as sheer blind luck. I have no mechanical skills that would be beyond a gifted foal's..." He felt the last spoonful begin give to him, and, with a slurp, he finished it, the cold semi-cooked vegetables going down to his stomach "guess I will have to talk about my sexual relationships. But how?"

"Good colt!" Fleur De Lis' mother commented, as she unbuckled Fancy Pants and put him down on the floor "There's still time 'til bedtime, you can go play in the nursery while you wait!"

Fancy Pants then left his white diaper covered with foalish designs begin patted, and saw Fleur De Lis running as fast as she could towards the nursery. Fancy Pants followed Fleur De Lis with a sigh.

After what felt like a hour, but had been likely just twenty minutes, Fluer De Lis' mother opened the nursery door with a creaking sound.

"Changies and bedtime now!"

Fleur immediately stopped to comb her doll's mane to cross her front legs and pout, while Fancy Pants got up and turned around to show off the clean state of his diaper.

"Can I play more?" Fleur De Lis asked, still pouting, as her mother lifted her up and then made her diaper squish.

"No, sweetie, you have to go to bed now, you can play tomorrow!" She said, before putting Fleur down and going to Fancy Pants, poking his padding and making it crinkle slightly, causing Fancy Pants to gasp and feel slightly embarrassed by the act.

"Good colt!" Fleur's mother said, as she took up his right hoof and lead him to the bathroom, causing Fancy Pants to feel even more embarrassed by the words spoken by the mare.

After a quick trip to the bathroom, where Fancy Pants had been forced to sit on a foal's potty and relieve himself there and watch as the mare praised him for his action and dramatically threw his wastes away in the toilet.

"I was not in need to see that..." Fancy Pants muttered to himself, as he walked back inside, only to see Fleur De Lis with her diaper untaped poking around her young labia. "And I did not need to walk into the filly that will be my wife touching herself either!"

Fleur De Lis' mother rushed towards her.

"Fancy, cover your eyes! Fluer, how many times did I tell you that you mustn't touch yourself there?!" Fleur's mother said, rushing towards her daughter and slapping her hoof away, making Fleur whimper a little.

"B-but... it feels good!" Fleur De Lis whined, making Fancy Pants cringe a little, due to the sheer uncomfortableness the sight caused.

"It doesn't matter, good little fillies don't do it!"

"But why?" Fleur De Lis asked in a voice between the curious and the whiny, which only made Fancy Pants cringe one more time, before realizing the opportunity he risked to waste, if he didn't speak up quickly.

"Because they don't!" Fleur's mother said, causing her to ask it again.

"It is for your well-begin." Fancy Pants whispered to himself. He then took a deep breath and then spoke.

"Actually, it is because your..." Fancy Pants stopped briefly to try to find a tasteful word for the vagina, before deciding to settle for a foalish term "so-called 'donut' is, along with your mind, ready to work as divine instrument of pleasure."

Fleur De Lis tilted her head and looked at Fancy Pants in curiosity, as her mother froze in place with her mouth agape.

"I know it, because I used to be a... rather frequent user of your and some other mare's lower place of shared lustful pleasure."

Fleur de Lis pointed at herself, a little confused.

"You stole my kitty? But I have it!"

Fancy Pants chuckled, before answering to her innocent wife-to-be.

"We will be spouses in the future, and you will like that, more than anything you have experienced so far."

Challange by SuperPinkbrony12

Sunset Shimmer was not having a good time anymore. Button Mash had evidence of her secret, and was going to post it on social media for all of Canterlot High to see. Sunset Shimmer was sure to be the laughing stock of the school for weeks.

She was really starting to regret ever having agreed to babysit Button Mash, but it was too late to back out now. She needed to come up with some way to get back at him, and try to do some much needed damage control.

Sighing, and popping the pacifier back into her mouth, Sunset Shimmer tried to brainstorm an idea.

As she entered Button Mash’s room, she took notice of the different gaming consoles that were stored in the nearby shelves. And then, she saw a bunch of gaming magazines laying on the ground.

Her curiosity getting the better of her, Sunset Shimmer picked up one of the magazines and began to read through it.

She hadn’t been reading for long when she stumbled across a segment that caught her attention. It was entitled: Gaming Secrets: Tips, Hints, and Cheats for The Ultimate Video Gamer. “How very foolish of you to leave this laying around, Button Mash,” Sunset Shimmer smirked, as she scrolled the segment in search of useful tips and cheats “This will prove to be your undoing.”

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“Oh, Button Mash.” Sunset Shimmer called a short time later, standing out in the yard.

“Come to beg for mercy?” Button Mash asked, emerging slightly from his hiding spot, while keeping his mobile device tucked firmly into his pants pocket.

“I’m not here to surrender to the likes of you,” Sunset Shimmer said seriously “I’m proposing a little challenge. I know how much you like video games.”

“Guilty as charged. Where are you going with this?” Button Mash asked.

“We’re going to play one of your fighting games on the television in your room.” Sunset Shimmer explained.

“What sort of fighting game? I’ve got a whole bunch of ‘em!” Button Mash boasted.

“You know, the one with all those different human and animal like characters, including that mustached plumber guy you dressed up as for Halloween.” Sunset Shimmer told Button Mash.

“Oh, that one,” Button Mash realized “So, what’s the challenge?”

“We’ll play a match, just you and me,” Sunset Shimmer proposed “If I win, you’re going to delete that picture you took of me, and if anyone asks you’ll claim it was photoshopped.”

“Okay,” Button Mash said, smirking a bit “But if I win, the picture stays up, and you have to use your diaper. Then I get to change you.”

“You’ve got yourself a deal! Prepared to be defeated!” Sunset Shimmer said, as she and Button Mash shook hands and made the deal official.

“I should warn you, I’m pretty good at this game.” Button Mash boasted, as he and Sunset Shimmer went back up to his bedroom.

“Well, before we start, do you need to use the bathroom?” Sunset Shimmer asked Button Mash “It’s been awhile since you last went.”

“I’m just fine. I don’t need a change!” Button Mash protested. He actually did, having wet himself a little while hiding out in the garden, but he didn’t want to admit it to Sunset Shimmer. And neither did he want to give her an opportunity to try and cheat.

“Well, I don’t either.” Sunset Shimmer replied, hoping beyond hope that Button Mash hadn’t heard the squishing sound her diaper had just made.

“Good, then let’s play!” Button Mash said with a grin, as he turned off his previous game, unhooked the gray box, and replaced it with a big white one that came with a handheld screen device. He then handed a white stick like controller to Sunset Shimmer, and grabbed one for himself.

“You won’t win, Button Mash,” Sunset Shimmer thought to herself, as the television screen displayed the main menu of the game “That magazine gave me some very good advice on who to play as.”

Camping by Eu Vou!

Horrifyingly stupid.

That's how Scootaloo was feeling, about her bright idea of not boiling water taken from the small pond at the camp before putting it in the canteen because it took too long to make it cool down enough to be drinkable.

Now, after an agonizing week of high fever, headache, and stomach aches, which she had tired her best to fight off and ignore it, she was lying in a hospital bed, her semi-tanned skin covered in salmon pink dots, her belly bulging and her tongue covered in a disgusting white substance that felt like sandpaper when touched. On top of that, her fever had gotten even worse and, due to her constant need to poop, her pants were more of them than not caked into liquid and chunky poop.

Brought to an hospital, Scootaloo had been visited, diagnosed with Camp Fever, and hospitalized.

As result, Scootaloo found herself stuck in bed, her food and water coming from a needle inside the vein of her left arm. On top of that, she had been diapered, a cherry of humiliation atop of the awful cake of pain.

"Well, guess that next time you won't complain about the smell of my house whenever the waste tank is full," Sweetie Belle said, sitting on a stool a few meters from Scootaloo's bed. Scootaloo, with her head somewhat hurting, slowly turned her head around towards Sweetie Belle and  groaned.

"Sweets, does this look like something to joke about?" Scootaloo asked, her voice slowed down by the constant state of tiredness that the antibiotics, the headache and the constant expulsion of wastes caused to her. Sweetie Belle shrugged.

"I'm just trying to cheer you up a little bit. I mean, I know it's really no fun and dangerous, but, hey, you're safe now, you just gotta wait 'til you heal." Sweetie Belle said, causing Scootaloo to sigh as she put her right hand over her chest.

"Guess I could see it that way then..." Scootaloo shivered, at the thought of what keep going despite her symptoms could have meant for her. However, not matter how intensely she thought about the grave consequences of her hypothetical enduring, part of her mind could not help, but to think that it was going to be a better fate than hooked up to an IV and diapered like some kind of baby.

Scootaloo tried to slap herself with her left hand, for having just thought about that.

"Never change, Scootaloo... never change." She said to herself, forgetting about the presence of Sweetie Belle inside the room.

"Never change what, Scootaloo?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Nothing, nothing." Scootaloo hurriedly said, trying to not reveal both her predicaments at the same time, just as she felt her bowels growling loudly.

Scootaloo blushed, as she felt herself release yet another rush of liquid and extremely smelly poop into her diaper concealed under the sheets.

“Uh-hu? Scootaloo, what’s that smell?”

Blackmail by SuperPinkbrony12

Princess Celestia was determined to get back at Princess Luna for making her poop herself in front of her marefriend, and then having the nerve to diaper her as well.

She was incredibly relieved that Twilight knew a spell that could teleport a pony’s waste into a toilet, and upon making it back to her personal bed chambers, Celestia had wasted no time in ensuring that the foul smelling manure was banished to the sewers below.

“One way or another, Luna. I will have my revenge!” Celestia muttered to herself, as she took off the diaper, wiped her plot clean of any traces of manure, and then tossed both the diaper and the wipes into the trash can.

“Rough day, huh Celestia?” a familiar voice called out.

“Discord, have you been spying on me this whole time?!” Princess Celestia asked crossly, as the mischievous and witty spirit of chaos appeared before her.

“Spying? I prefer to think of it more as, eavesdropping,” Discord replied “Besides, I’m here to help.”

“I don’t want your help, Discord. This is just between Luna and I.” Princess Celestia said crossly, as she went over to a desk by her bed, and pulled out a scrapbook. Inside it, were pictures of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna as little fillies.

Of particular interest to Princess Celestia, were the photos of her and Luna going through potty training. Their parents had taken several rather embarrassing photos, but Princess Celestia was looking for one that would really humiliate her sister.

At last, she found one. It was of a younger Princess Luna was sitting in her blue and black training potty, pretending that it was a spaceship. Her mother was holding the training potty in her magic, and flying it all around.

“This will do nicely.” Princess Celestia thought to herself, as she tore out the picture and put the scrapbook away.

“What are you going to do with that embarrassing photo?” Discord asked Princess Celestia.

“I’m going to make copies of this, and distribute them to Luna’s night guards,” Princess Celestia explained “We’ll see how much Luna appreciates being a laughing stock of the courtyard.”

Rather than seem impressed by Princess Celestia’s plan, Discord seemed rather unamused “Seriously? That’s your major plan for revenge?” he said, putting a paw over his face “She spikes your tea with a laxative, then diapers you, and you’re only going to embarrass her with a mass produced photo? Surely, you can do better than that.”

“Oh really? And what do you have in mind to settle the score?” Princess Celestia asked.

“Ooh, well I’m very glad you asked me that, princess,” Discord replied fiendishly “Because I’ve got just the idea to ensure she never pranks you again.” He then whispered his suggestion to Princess Celestia.

Princess Celestia smiled at Discord’s suggestion. “Discord, you’re a genius. As much as I hate to admit it.”

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Princess Luna found it rather odd when her night guards began to lightly snicker and chuckle, as she passed them by. They were up to something, and she didn’t like it.

“What’s so funny?!” Princess Luna bellowed in her royal Canterlot voice.

“Uh, n..nothing, it’s nothing. You don’t need to worry about it.” one of the night guards replied.

Princess Luna used her magic to snatch up the object the other guard was trying to hide. She instantly recognized the photo from her sister’s scrapbook. Her face turning bright red in anger, Princess Luna bellowed at the top of her lungs “Celestia, you are going to pay big time for this!”

And Princess Luna took off for her sister’s bedchambers, destroying all of the copied photos that she could find  along the way.

All the while, all she could think about was how much she was going to make her sister pay for copying that photo. Even if she’d brought it on herself by making her sister poop in front of her marefriend.

At last, Princess Luna reached Princess Celestia’s bedchambers. Suspecting nothing, she shouted out “I know you’re behind this, sister! Show yourself, if you’re not afraid!”

“I’m in the bathroom, Luna. Come and get me.” Princess Celestia replied.

Princess Luna, suspecting absolutely nothing, raced into the bathroom. In a matter of seconds, she was face to face with her sister. “How dare you make a laughing stock of me in front of my guards! You just had to pick the one photo I never wanted to see ever again!”

“Well, you spiked my tea with a laxative and made me soil myself in front of Princess Twilight. All’s fair in love and war!” Princess Celestia declared “Besides, my revenge goes far beyond just making a few copies of a photo.”

“Whatever do you mean?” Princess Luna asked, was it her imagination, or was her sister getting bigger and bigger by the moment.

“Just look at yourself, Luna. You’re the little sister, and it seems you have forgotten that fact.” Princess Celestia said with a grin. She kept one eye on her shrinking sister, and the other on Discord, who was triggering the regression.

“What are you doing? Turn me back to normal this instant!” Princess Luna demanded, as she got smaller and smaller, and her voice got higher and higher pitched. At last, she was so small that she could easily be mistaken for a foal no more than six months of age.

“I’m sorry, Luna. I can’t do that,” Princess Celestia replied, scooping her regressed sister up in her magic “Now it’s time to make my revenge complete.”

Princess Luna gulped, and tried to plead with her sister, as she was carried over to the toilet, and dropped into the bowl. “Please, sister, don’t do this! I’m sorry I spiked your tea!” she shouted, barely able to keep her head above the rancid toilet water.

“I’m sure you are, Luna, but I think you need a little reminder of who is the elder sibling.” Princess Celestia said seriously, as she took one last look at the shrunken Alicorn. Who was bobbing up and down in the toilet bowl like a cork. Then, with a grin, she pressed down on the toilet handle.

Princess Luna could feel her heart race, as she heard the dreaded sound of the toilet water starting to head down the drain. She tried to flap her wings and fly out, but it was too late. She spun around and around, faster and faster, as the water began to pull her along. With a gurgling “Glug, glug, glug.” Princess Luna was flushed down the drain with the toilet water, bound for the same sewers where Princess Celestia’s large pile of manure had been banished not too long ago.

“See! Now that’s how you get revenge.” Discord said, as Princess Celestia put the toilet lid back down.

“Hopefully, when I retrieve her the next morning, Luna will have learned her lesson.” Princess Celestia said with a sigh, as she washed her hooves, and then left the bathroom.

“Just say the word when you’re ready for me to turn her back to normal.” Discord replied, and vanished in a flash of light.

That was when Twilight dashed into a bathroom, the effects of a drinking and eating contest with Rainbow Dash having taken its effects on the lavender Alicorn. Little did she know, that waiting in her toilet was a most unexpected surprise...

Nurse by XXXX

Nurse Tenderheart had just enough of that kind of thing.

"Sonata, did soil your panties again?" She said facepalming, as she watching the girl in front of her holding up a couple of light blue striped panties with a giant turd smashed on the backside part and dripping of poop from there, while the owner held it up by the right index of her hand, a disgusted frown on her face.

"S-sorry... Rarity and Applejack have forbidden me from accessing the bathroom and I couldn't hold it in any longer..." Sonata Dusk said with a blush, causing Nurse Tenderheart to snatch the panties out of Sonata's hands, throwing them in the waste bin.

"Normally I'd call the parents for a change of clothes," she said, before cracking open a white cabinet, revealing it to be full of bandages, boxes upon boxes of patches, sticks for splints, syringes in vaccum packages, jars and five packs of diapers "But, you know what? I'm going to give you these and send your way out there."

Sonata, without speaking any other word, laid down on the cold ceramic floor.

"Stand up, I've done this enough times with actual incontinent people to be a pro at it," Tenderheart said, helping Sonata Dusk to get up on her two and stand up. the nurse then grabbed some tissues, cleaning up Sonata's butt, and then unfolded a diaper around the girl's waist, taping the two tapes up. With this done, Sonata rushed out waving goodbye.

Nurse Tenderheart sighed.

"Let's hope her parents don't usually check if she's wearing undies or not..."

Sisters by Eu Vou!

Carrot top hated to be in diapers liek her younger and weaker whiny sister. She reallly, realy disliked it.

But she was a mare that was capable of taking such petty and harmless things up. Well, mostly harmless, as it damaged her honour as stoic and uncorruptable "soidler of the land" and it forced her to waste tiem for change. But, overall, she accepted it.

As Carrot Top changed herself out of yet another dirty diaper, she went in the bathroom.

"Pack number sixteen," she muttered to herself, as she grabbed a pack of diapers next to the white toielt bowl of the washroom "and it's not even two weeks. But, then again, it shows how little venoms can affect me. I could've died, for instance."

As Carrot top said that, sh had brought her pack of diapers in her room and threw it on the bed. As she did so, she noticed that a small piece of paper had fallen out of the box onto the floor.

"Mmm... curious," Carrot top said, as she grabbed the piece of paper with her right front hoof "I must read it. Maybe it's something important."

Carrot top unfodled it, and started to read it out loud.

"Hey there, Carrot. It's me, Noi. I did slip some laxatives in your tea. Do you understand my pain now?"

Carrot Top immediately crumbled the piece of paper up, threw it away and snorted, her face morphing to one of pure, unadultered rage against her mischievous little sister.

"Noi!" She shouted.

"Yes, Carrot Top?" Noi asked back, sound unaware of the danger.

"Come over here this instant!" Carrot top shouted again. A trotting soudn followed and, soon, Noi appeared in all her diapered non-glory.

"What do oyu need, Carrot?" noi asked. Carrot Top turned herself aroundi n a flash and, before Noi could react, she poucned Noi and set her frotn hooves forward.

"I need oyu to die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!" she shouted, as she strangled her sister, who started to kick the air around and make chocking noises as her eyes bugged out.

Order by SuperPinkbrony12

Pinkie Pie waited impatiently by her mailbox outside Sugarcube Corner. The package she had ordered was to arrive today, and she could hardly contain her excitement.

She paced back and forth who knew how many times, but seconds ticked by, then minutes, and still the package did not come.

“Pinkie, maybe you should come inside,” Mr. Cake urged “Cup Cake and I can pick it up for you.”

“Carrot, darling, I think it’s best if we just let her continue to wait,” Mrs. Cake said sweetly “After all, once that package arrives, we’re going to be busier than ever taking care of our new baby.”

“I still don’t know if it’s such a good idea to let her indulge around the house,” Mr. Cake said nervously “What will Pound and Pumpkin Cake think?”

“I’m sure they will love to have a new playmate. Besides, they look up to Pinkie Pie, and I’m sure they’ll be overjoyed to know that she’s like one of them.” Mrs. Cake replied.

“I guess it shouldn’t have surprised me that she would have this ‘interest’.” Mr. Cake said to his wife “She’s always been so playful, and we never really got a chance to know her as a foal.”

“All the more reason why we should let her wait for her package to arrive,” Mrs. Cake smiled, as she and her husband headed upstairs “Let her enjoy the amount of independence she wants to maintain. As her soon to be mother and father, we need to respect the limits she sets down.”

“I hope that means you’re not going to leave me to be the one that has to always scold her if she misbehaves.” Mr. Cake said teasingly.

“If our little Pinkie Pie wants to act like a naughty foal, then we’ll punish her as such.” Mrs. Cake replied, as she and her husband prepared the nursery in Pinkie Pie’s bedroom. They had everything they would need, including a changing table that was just the right size for their little pink ball of joy.

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Just when Pinkie Pie thought that her package wasn’t going to arrive today, she heard the familiar sound of pegasi wings flapping in the distance.

With a smile, she looked up to the sky, and saw Derpy Hooves descending with a rather large package carried in a cart attached to her back.

“Hello, Derpy! Do you have my ‘special order’?!” Pinkie Pie asked eagerly, once Derpy was on the ground.

“It’s all here and ready for use whenever you want,” Derpy said with a smile, then reached into her saddlebag and pulled out a clipboard with a piece of parchment clipped onto it “Just sign your name on the dotted line to clarify you got the package. And don’t forget to pay for it.”

Pinkie Pie took a pen in her mouth, signed the proof of purchase form, and forked over the necessary amount of bits to Derpy. She then grabbed the package, and opened it without hesitation. Inside was a pack of custom designed diapers made for her by Rarity’s good friend, Coco Pommel in Manehattan.

“Do The Cakes know about your order?” Derpy asked, as Pinkie Pie slipped one of the diapers onto her rump.

“They do. When Rarity found out about my secret, she insisted that I tell The Cakes before she talked with Coco about designing the diapers.” Pinkie Pie explained.

“Well then, I hope you and The Cakes make the most out of those diapers. And if you need a playmate, just ask and I’ll see about arranging for Dinky to come visit.” Derpy replied, and took off once again.

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Pinkie Pie bounced happily back into Sugarcube Corner, where Mr. and Mrs. Cake were waiting for her.

“Ready to have some fun, my little Pinkie Pie?” Mrs. Cake asked her new foal.

“You bet I am, mommy!” Pinkie Pie giggled, even as she felt her stomach giving off a familiar gurgling sound of discomfort.

Dazzlings by Eu Vou!

Adagio Dazzle massaged her forehead, as she read and reread the book she had in front of her.

"Whoever thought that trigonometry was something to add to the required coursework," he muttered, as she read the formulas written down onto the book "should be locked up in an asylum."

"Yah." Aria Blaze simply answered, before going back to read the book, muttering the content of the book.

After yet another rearead and yet another unfruitful repetition of the concept, Adagio Dazzle let out a melodic blasphemy on the notes of the Phos Ilaron.

"Screw it," she said, closing the book down with a slam "If I pass it I pass it, if I fail it I fail it, so fuck it all!"

Aria Blaze, for her part, buried her nose even deeper in the book.

"I won't give up just yet." she said "I need to study this, so that I can learn how to aim the mortar for reduce Professor Cranky's house to rubble."

"Use his own knowledge against him?"

"Yeah, like that." Aria Blaze said, scanning the book again, while Adagio Dazzle got up and extracted a cigarette packet that she held hidden in her hands.

"I'm going to try and smoke a ciggie in the yard, cover me." She whispered to Aria Blaze, while the teacher was busy ranting against the bad performance of another student. Aria Blaze nodded, as she then put down the book and Adagio rose her had to let herself be noticed.

As soon as the teacher was done, he turned and turned to Adagio.

"What is it?"

"Can I go to the bathroom?" Adagio asked, as she hid the cigarette packet in her underwear again.

"Yes, you can," he said “while you're there, could you please check where did Sonata went, and if she's well?"

Adagio nodded, as she got up and left the classroom to reach the bathroom.

Adagio Dazzle arrived in the bathroom, only to find Sonata in nothing but a diaper doing... something.

"What the hell are you doing, Sonata?" Adagio asked, surprised and bewildered at the same time "Why are you in a diaper? Or, better yet, why are you wearing nothing but a diaper?"

Sonata Dusk put her right thumb in her mouth, suckling it as she looked with attempted puppy dogs eyes at Adagio, makign her groan and facepalm.

"Please don't tell me that you are acting like a baby because the nurse has diapered you."

Sonata Dusk popped out her thumb.

"Yes, I did, Adagy!" Sonata Dusk said, her voice even more shill and, if that was even possible, even more sweet, to the point of almost causing a toothache to Adagio Dazzle.

"Why. Just... why." She said, facepalming at Sonata's behaviour.

Sonata tilted her head and looked at Adagio.

"What? Isn't this how it works?" Shh asked, as she got up and grabbed her black bra.

"If it worked like that," Adagio Dazzle said with a groan again "You'd see a heck a lot more people going around with nothing but a diaper. I know this because, well, waste bins containing mostly used adult diapers are quite a tip-off."

Sonata Dusk nodded, as she put her bra back and rolled up her clothes to put under her armpits. Adagio, at this point not caring about whatever was going to happen to Sonata, extracted the pack of cigarettes from her undies and the matches from her hairdo, litting up one of the matches.

"May the Force be with you, 'cuz you don't know what you are doing..."

[NSFW] Shave by XXXX

Fluttershy was biting her upper lip, as she peeled off the wax stripes off her legs.

"C'mon, hold it a little longer..." she whispered, before delicately grabbing one end of the wax stripe "You know that your boyfriend Noteworthy prefers your legs and private parts hairless when you have that little time together. It'll be just a little pain..."

Fluttershy then clsoed her eyes and pulled the wax stripe towards herself, feeling each and every hair being torn out of its place with a great deal of pain, which caused Fluttershy to shriek in pain loudly.

"Five done," she muttered to herself, ass the pain in her leg slowly waned "another twenty plus a razor shave to go." Fluttershy whispered, letting out a little tear of pain as she grabbed the next wax strip on her leg.

Fluttershy felt her legs still pulsating, as she stood up in front of the grey metal door or Noteworthy's apartment, holding a heavy big oilcloth shopper, with the supermarket's name written in bold red and white letters on a side, on her shoulder

"At least I didn't wax-shaved myself down there..." Fluttershy whispered, before givign a quick massage to her right thigh with her right hand, as she waited for Noteworthy to open up the door.

With a clang, the opened inwards, revealing Noteworthy, who was wearing dark blue trousers and matching shirt under a camel brown coat.

"Ah, you're here!" Noteworthy said, as he then gestured for Fluttershy to walk in "Come in!"

Fluttershy nodded, as she walked inside the entrance of Noteworthy’s house, which was just a room with white walls, grey stone floor, a lien of metal coat hangers nailed to the walls and a small shiny metal cabinet just next to the gray flapping stripes door leading to all the other rooms of the house. Fluttershy followed Noteworthy into the living room, where she sat down on the white and grey square sofa, dropping the bag down onto the floor.

Noteworthy sat next to Fluttershy and put his right arm around her neck, while he passed his left arm onto Fluttershy's legs delicately. the sensation made Fluttershy giggle a little and blush, and she blushed even more, when he spoke up.

"Aaaww, good baby. Is my little girl's pussy clear too?" He asked, moving his hand slowly up under Fluttershy's skirt. Fluttershy nodded, her heart beating a little faster.

"Well," Noteworthy said, taking a side of Fluttershy's panties in his hands and slowly pulled down "shall we get undressed, little miss?"

"Yes, daddy," Fluttershy said, as she unbuttoned her yellow shirt, revealing the pinkish-white bra with frills on the cup and a big bow in the space between the breasts. Meanwhile, Noteworthy inserted both his hands under Fluttershy's skirt, set his fingers on her undies and pulled them down, holding them up by his index fingers.

"Cute panties," Noteworthy said with a chuckle, as he held up Fluttershy's underwear, which had cartoon flowers and bees as patterns. "But for a messy girl like you, diapers are better!"

Fluttershy nodded and blushed at her current nudity and at the thought of what was going to happen soon, as Noteworthy also undid her bra.

"Little girls wear no bras!" He said, unpinning the bra removing it, letting Fluttershy's D-cup breasts expand in all their glory, making Fluttershy blush even more and get a little aroused.

Noteworthy then brought the shopper next to him, inserting the underwear inside it and extracting a diaper, which he unfolded. Fluttershy immediately laid down and pulled up her skirt, revealing her shaven lower parts to him. Noteworthy set the diaper said, as he caressed Fluttershy's crotch and teased her labia slowly carefully, making Fluttershy squeal and let out a drop of lady juices.

"Let's get you diapered," he said chuckling, as he slid the diaper with one hand and opened and closed Fluttershy's labia with the other "before you have an accident!"

Fluttershy squaled at the teasing, letting out some more juices just as the padding was snugly secured on her crotch.

Guard by SuperPinkbrony12

Soarin was waiting anxiously at Wonderbolt HQ for Fleetfoot to arrive, he had some very important news he needed to share with her, as well as a very important task he needed her help with.

“Come on, Fleetfoot. Where are you?!” Soarin thought impatiently “You pride yourself on being the fastest Wonderbolt of all, what is taking you so long to get here?!”

But just a few seconds later, Fleetfoot arrived. She was out of breath and panting furiously, the heavy weight of her saddlebags had made flying rather difficult.

“Ah, there you are, Fleetfoot. Took you long enough,” Soarin said crossly “Did you make sure to bring all of the supplies?”

“Yeah, yeah, I got ‘em!” Fleetfoot replied “Don’t know what you need them for though.”

“Oh, they’re not for me. They’re for the captain.” Soarin told Fleetfoot.

“What?!” Fleetfoot gasped.

“Follow me, and I’ll explain as best I can. We’d better hurry though, you know how demanding Spitfire can be.” Soarin said, as he grabbed an exhausted Fleetfoot, and guided her through the halls of Wonderbolt HQ.

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“So let me get this straight?” Fleetfoot asked Soarin a short time later “Spitfire drank something, and has been regressed to a little foal? And you need my help to look after her until the potion wears off and she turns back to normal?”

“That’s a rough translation of the story,” Soarin replied, as he stopped in front of his bedroom at the HQ. He then dug into the pocket of his flight jacket, and pulled out a key “Better keep your voice down, Spitfire might be napping. And if she gets woken up from her nap, she tends to be very cranky.”

With a click, the key unlocked the door, and Soarin guided Fleetfoot inside. Sure enough, resting peacefully on the sheets of Soarin’s bed was a foal sized Spitfire, the pint sized captain sleeping soundly. Thanks in no small part due to the diaper taped around her hind quarters.

“Aw, she looks so cute. And me without my camera.” Fleetfoot commented.

“Don’t let Spitfire hear you say that,” Soarin replied with a light chuckle “She hates being cooed and awed at. I had a hard enough time as it was getting her diapered. She seems to think she can still run The Wonderbolts even in her condition.”

“Speaking of which, who’s taking her place as captain until she gets better?” Fleetfoot asked, as she set her saddlebags (which were filled with foal care supplies) on the ground.

“Rainbow Dash of course, she was all too eager to step up as soon as word got out that Spitfire needed somepony to take her place,” Soarin told Fleetfoot “I didn’t tell her the real reason, I just told her that Spitfire would be unavailable for a while.”

“How well did Spitfire take it?” Fleetfoot asked.

“Not very well, she pouted and threw a temper tantrum. She even peed on my face.” Soarin replied, cringing in disgust at the memory.

“Hehe, imagine that. Soarin, Co-Captain of The Wonderbolts greatest enemy, is his foalified captain.” Fleetfoot chuckled.

“Oh, you won’t think it’s so funny when Spitfire wakes up.” Soarin said seriously.

Saddle by Diokno44

Applejack stretched in her bed, sighing when she heard a telltale crinkle. Ever since she had been tossed by a tired Lonestar, her horse and part-time lover, she had been rendered permanently incontinent. She looked down at herself, wearing a damp diaper, and her standard white, button-down work shirt. She got up, slipping her feet into her boots, yawning. She threw on some loose green track shorts she had, her skirt was in the wash, and slipped her dad’s old Stetson onto her head. Grabbing some spare diapers, and a quick, but still quite large breakfast, she opened her door, and headed out to the barn. She knocked on the door, which slid open.

“Hey AJ.” A sweaty, flushed Sunset said, standing near Lonestar, the stallion looking sheepishly at Applejack. He whinnied something, and Sunset turned, “Sweetie, you already apologized, and Applejack’s already forgiven you.” She patted Lonestar’s muzzle.

“Yeah, you two mind changing me?” Applejack asked, blushing. Lonestar whispered something into Sunset’s ear. AJ looked at her ketchup-and-mustard haired friend, who giggled.

“Lonie wants to try and change you himself this time.” Sunset said.

Customer by Diokno44

Night Light blushed, scuffing his hoof on the floor. He had known about his wife’s business for some time, but had been too embarrassed to take a little vacation there. He nodding, “T-that would be nice. Thank you Sedula.” He mumbled.

“Then let’s get your diaper bag prepared, and I’ll send a letter over.” Night opened his mouth to respond, but was silenced by Sedula shoving his beloved pacifier into his mouth. He instinctively began to suckle on it. Sedula began packing a diaper bag for him filled with spares, wipes, and whatnot. She even found the secret stash of plushies and foal toys he kept hidden under the bed, beneath a false panel in the floor. Seeing he wouldn’t be needed, he simply sat on his bed with a crinkle. Sedula quickly packed the bag, and set it beside him.

“Now, you wait here like a good foal, while I tell Velvet.” She pecked Night on the head, and left the room.

Night sighed around his pacifier, this was going to be an interesting day. Sedula soon came back, a letter in her hooves. Velvet was overjoyed her husband would be attending. She slung the bag over her shoulder, and took Night’s hoof.

Blushing, the notary waddled behind her, as they started on their way to Twilight Velvet and Pinkie’s Foalish Fun Place. Already he could hear hushed whispers from passerbys.

This was going to be fun....

Nightmare by XXXX

Night Light woke up with a jolt, completely covered in sweat and shouting.

"No! I am not the stallion that Velvet wants me to be!"

He then quickly realized that he was laying in his bed, with its sand-colored covers and lily-white sheets and its sturdy ends made of lebanon and leather. He sighed, as he moved away the sweaty covers aside and jumped off his bed with a groan, before looking at the window and seeing the moon begin lowered

"Might as well as get ready for work," he muttered to himself, as he went to the bathroom to take a shower and expel his wastes.

Half an hour later, Night Light quickly dried himself off with a towel, before throwing it back onto the heated rack of his bathroom, and going out of it to fetch his brown suitcase and his red tie, which he quickly tied the Windsor way.

"And now, let's get down to have breakfast," he whispered to himself, as he opened the bedroom's door and walked down the stairs. As he did so, his steps echoed, and, with the echoes of his steps, another familiar noise came to his ears.

It was a noise that he hadn't heard in more than two decades, and that it meant only one thing, in that context...

It was the sound of a pacifier begin suckled, and this meant that Night Lihgt's daughter Twilight sparkle was using one.

Night Light arched his eyebrows and frowned, as he rushed down the marble stairs towards the source of the suckling noise, already preparing in his mind the little speech he was going to give to her daughter, who had caved to the temptations that the Kindergarten life gave to her.

He ran, until he was at her daughter's bedroom threshold, at which point he abruptly stopped and turned his head towards his daughter's bed. However, as he was going to speak up, he saw the actual source of the suckling noise.

It was a little filly, embraced by her Twilight, curled up and slowly sucking on a pacifier with a handle that glowed in the dim light. It was possible to see her messy pull-up and a small stain of tears just under head. Meanwhile, Twilight half-showed her diaper, but was wearing a smile on her face as she slept.

Night Light's rage immediately subsidized, as he retreated.

"If it's her little buddy, I guess I could let her do so. however, if my daughter dares to use that pacifier herself..."

Surprise by Diokno44

Rarity yelped as Pinkie jumped from the music box, and wrapped her in a tight hug. The pressure from the embrace, as well as the shock, caused Rarity to momentarily lose control of her bowels.

She clenched her hindquarters in a futile attempt to halt her manure. She blushed, as she started filling her diaper with a brown sludge. “Pinkie, c-could you please let go?” She whimpered, embarrassed. Pinkie shrugged and let go. She disappeared back down the tiny box from whence she had came.

Rarity looked at Twilight, “Let me guess dear, we can’t change ourselves?” She asked, squirming in her heavily soiled diaper. The smell began permeating the room, causing Twilight and Rarity to hold their noses.

Rarity turned her head away, closing her eyes. She prayed that the "Potty Time" would come soon.

That was when she felt a heavy twinge in her bladder. “Just great.” Rarity thought to herself.

Punishment by Diokno44

Lightning Dust gulped, a faint blush in her cheeks. She shivered in the cool spring morning. As a continuation of her punishment and to help her team train against Canterlot High, specifically against Appiano.

Not only had she been diapered, she had been tied school's the mobile archery training platform. She was dressed in the jacket of her team uniform, which had been padded up to the point of begin very thick, by her standards anyway, and her riding boots. She stared ahead, breathing shakily.

Principal Sombra, his suit neatly pressed, arms folded, a cold look in his eyes,  stood on the viewing platform above any of the seats. The rest of her team were already mounted, inspecting their bows and arrows for any imperfection or flaw.

Lightning was glad she was wearing a diaper. The mere thought of being used as target practice caused the teenager to empty her bladder into her diaper. A few of her teammates who noticed her damp diaper snickered, or took pictures on their phones. Sombra cleared his throat, "Begin." He said, as each of the archers readied their training weapons.

Their horses hooves pounded the ground as they circled the platform Lightning was on. Each took careful aim, and let loose an arrow. Lightning yelped as some missed, or squeaked as some whacked against her diaper. True, the cushiony plastic deflected most of the impact, but it still hurt. Now she knew what Flameboy must feel whenever hit there, during the Flower Wars.

She looked at the rest of her team, who were already drawing new arrows from their quivers. This was gonna suck

Enuresis by XXXX

Apple Bloom wa blushing furiously, as she remained inside the bathroom stall of the school, her jeans and green apple-patterned panties laying onto the bathroom's radiator outside the stall, due to the fact that Apple Bloom had peed in them. In hindsight, drinking so much water before going to school and then challenging Diamond Tiara to a drinking contest hadn't been a very smart idea.

Apple Bloom still blushed, as she kept looking at what the school's nurse had given out to her, as replacement for her underwear for the day. It was a pink-ish diaper with swirls as decorations on the front and two front tapes to secure it, while the padding itself was quite plenty. Apple Bloom had questioned the nurse's decision and, as answer, she received that the nurse had seen Apple Bloom going around school wearing pull-ups under her trousers and skirts, which made the nurse assume that Apple Bloom was in need of "protection."

No amounts of explanation made the nurse understand that she usually worn them when very late or when she forgot she was wearing them, so Apple Bloom had given up and, just like the nurse ordered, went in the bathroom with the diaper.

Apple Bloom preferred to call Applejack and get a clothing change from her, but something blocked her from doing so, making her think a little deeper about

"This thingie is too big... it'll never fit my trousers!" Apple Bloom muttered to herself "On other hand, what am I, a Preschooler that needs to have some reserve clothes at school? Then again, how far am I, if I wear a diaper?"

Apple Bloom then heard the door knock.

"AB, move up! The teacher is gettin' upset and she thinks you're smoking dope or somethin' so better hurry up."

Apple Bloom recognized that voice as Scootaloo's. Realizing that she had to act quick, and that thus she couldn't call Applejack for new trousers right now, she had two choices right now: go without her undies, or go in a diaper.

"Scootaloo... I have a problem. I wet myself, but the nurse didn't call Applejack..." Apple Bloom said, hoping to find a solution through her friend's advice.

"And what she did instead? Did she diaper you?" she asked with a little chuckle, which made apple Bloom blush.

"Well... close enough. she has given me a diaper to put on. I fear that it won't fit in my trousers, and I was thinking about go commando with my trousers. what do you think 'bout that?" Apple Bloom said. Scootaloo stopped speaking, before speakign up again.

"Well, put that on and I'll tell you!" Scootaloo said. Apple Bloom nodded and, without wasting any time, she sldie the diaper around her lower parts and quickly taped it up onto her crotch, making it fit snugly on her lower parts and and spreading her legs around a bit.

Apple Bloom poked it, making it crinkle loudly, before she sighed and opened the stall's door, revealing herself to Scootaloo, who had been leaning against the sink. Scootaloo stared at Apple Bloom for a few seconds, then she held her mouth with right hand, stifling laughter. AppleBloom blushed, lowered her head and pouted, as Scootaloo kept laughing.

"AB, I didn't know that you were a little girl!" She said, still laughing "You know what? Go in the classroom like this! After all..."

Apple Bloom stormed her way to the radiator, grabbed her still-somewhat wet trousers and pocketed her legs inside them pulling them up to her waist, ignoring the warm spots left by her own old urine. However, when Apple Bloom tried to button up the hatch over her diaper, she realized, to much of her shock, that they didn't fit at all over her diaper.

Apple Bloom blushed even more and then rushed out, keeping her trousers up with her hands, hoping that she wasn't going to be see in that diaper so easily.

Byzantine by SuperPinkbrony12

“Just how do I get into these situations?” That was what Bon Bon was thinking, as she sat inside one of the stalls of the girls bathroom of Canterlot High. Her clothes had been removed and thrown about on the ground, leaving her in just a thick white diaper that had clearly been used, as was evidenced by the yellow stain and brown smear.

Why did this have to happen to a girl like herself?

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The day had started off like any other for Bon Bon, she had come to school on time, and after making a quick trip to her locker to obtain her books for her first class, she had spent time chatting with her good friend Lyra.

First hour passed uneventfully for Bon Bon, but when the bell rang for passing time, she decided that it was time to make a quick trip to the little girls room and relieve herself before her next class. History with Jet Set was always a burden, since Jet Set had taken away the bathroom passes, after one too many students used it to skip out on class.

Upon entering the bathroom, however, Bon Bon was horrified when she discovered that all the stalls were in use. And there was a line forming outside each of the doors.

“Granny Smith must’ve been trying a new breakfast recipe in the cafeteria, again.” Bon Bon thought to herself.

Rather than wait in a line that was unlikely to end before class resumed, Bon Bon made the faithful decision to exit the bathroom, and go back to her locker.

Digging into her backpack, she found what she was looking for nestled inside a special compartment in the back.

Without wasting time, Bon Bon had snatched up the pack of diapers, and canister of baby powder, and raced down to the abandoned hallway with the malfunctioning light bulb. Taking advantage of the darkness, Bon Bon removed her panties and put them into her backpack. She then hastily put the diaper on, powdered herself, and raced to her next class and took her seat.

“Wow, Bon Bon, you just made it!” Lyra had said, as the bell rang for second hour to begin.

“Good morning, students,” Jet Set greeted, before scribbling something on the chalkboard “Today, we will be learning more about the Byzantine Empire.”

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Second hour seemed to tick by slowly for Bon Bon, and several other students seemed ready to fall asleep, as Jet Set finished up one of his famous long lectures. “And that is how the Byzantine Empire was formed.” he said to the class.

Suddenly, Bon Bon felt her stomach make gurgling sounds of discomfort. Her not going to the bathroom before class was starting to come back to haunt her. But she knew she couldn’t ask Jet Set for a bathroom pass, he would simply scold her and say “You should have gone before the bell. It is not my fault you do not adhere to proper punctuality for bathroom visits.”

Bon Bon tried and succeeded in holding it in for the rest of class. But when the bell rang to signify the end of second hour, Bon Bon was so overjoyed that she momentarily forgot to concentrate on keeping her bodily functions under control, and that was a mistake.

Just as the bell finished ringing, Bon Bon could feel her bladder and bowels releasing themselves into her diaper. In only a matter of seconds, the messy work was completed, but Bon Bon was completely embarrassed. The smell was awful.

“Hey Bon Bon, do you smell that?” Lyra asked, as she caught wind of something stinky “Smells like somebody just cut the cheese. I’ll bet it was that old fart, Jet Set.”

Bon Bon didn’t answer, she just raced out of the classroom as quickly as she could. She was relieved when the girls bathroom was empty, and all of the stalls were open.

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Bon Bon continued to cry to herself, as she sat in her used diaper. This was the worst day ever.

Just then, there was a knock on the stall door. “Hey Bon Bon, it’s me, Lyra.” Lyra greeted.

“Go away, Lyra!” Bon Bon shouted.

“But Bon Bon-” Lyra protested.

“I said go away!” Bon Bon yelled, before she went back to sobbing.

“Fine then, guess you can just sit in that dirty diaper until the end of third hour.” Lyra replied, and walked away.

“Wait! How did you know I-” Bon Bon began.

“You left your backpack behind when you ran out of the classroom,” Lyra explained “When I saw the wipes and powder, I realized where the smell was coming from.”

“You mean, you don’t mind?” Bon Bon asked.

“Not really. Besides, right now I think we’d better get you changed before you get a diaper rash.” Lura said with a smirk, as Bon Bon unlocked the stall door.

[NSFW] [Dark] Fear by Eu Vou!

The night had fallen upon the land, and most of the ponies had gone to bed to sleep, leaving their minds at rest and, sometimes, dreaming about their worries and, if the time was right and the dead were allowed to leave their infernal abode, visit their living beloved to show the future.

Of course, not all dreams were so nice or useful. Nightmares exist, after all, and Fobia, formerly known as Nightmare Moon, albeit quite reduced and shapeless, was the embodiment of them.

Fobia a quick visit to a little colt's dreams, in which he played with his fear of never growing up and begin a little foal, by making im dream of being held back and then booted back to Preschool, before begin diapered again.

"I love how most of the little ones react," she muttered to herself, looking around the dreamscape like a buzzard looking for a hare to catch and eat. "They do not even try to fight back and, when they wake up, they run to their parents complaining about their ruined sheets and about the gift I have to them."

Fobia passed past the orbs of several elderly ponies either not dreaming at all or dreaming inane but incorruptible things like endless meadows and forests. Looking at the other side, she saw several black orbs on the dark blue background, meaning that all those ponies weren't currently dreaming. Nightmare Moon ignored that and moved on.

"I can't waste my time and energy on harassing them, especially now that I am without a body," Fobia said to herself, as she kept moving forward in the Dreamscape, towards a new orb cluster. In there, in the midst of several black orbs of young adults and foals alike, a hoof full of good dreams from all ages and  two already-present nightmares from a romantic couple of tweens, there was a dream that caught Fobia's attention.

It was one of a blue stallion with light blue and white curly mane, dreaming of going out for a date with a mare. Fobia skimmed an appendage over the orb, and, once she brushed it, Fobia felt a small but very loud static shock hit her appendage, as the stallion's name and memories flashed before her eyes.

"Well, what do we have here, a part-time trinket artesan called Pokey Pierce with a very strict sexual conduct for his fear of anal violation." Fobia whispered to herself and grinned, feeling in the mood for something that went beyond playing with primal fears and certain personal fears, and that could give her respite from the semi-repressed desires of titillation she had pent-up in her time as blob. "I think I have an idea for him."

Fobia enveloped the orb with her deep black shapeless body, her vision cluttered by a bright white tunnel of light. At the end of the tunnel, Fobia found herself hidden behind a rock next to the path where Pokey and the mare of her dreams, a mint-green unicorn pony with light green and mint mane, walked by.

Fobia stood by, waiting for pkey to pass past her with his tails raised, before slithering her way towards the mare's behind, at which point she infiltrated into her body by passing through her exposed vagina. In no time, Fobia traveled through the bodily cavities of the dream pony, until she reached the brain, at which point she actually controlled the mare's body.

"Oh, Lyra, you're so..." Pokey Pierce whispered. But, before he could finish, FObia made Lyra smack Pokey down, knocking him out cold.

"And now... let's change all of this!" Fobia said, as she worked her way to change the landscape completely, from the park to a dark dungeon. In no time, she accomplished that, and, soon, it was indeed a dark and moist dungeon.

Fobia quickly proceeded to conjure up a diaper on Pokey, plus a table with binds and a spring mechanism with a purple dildo attached to one end.

Fobia tied Pokey Pierce's limbs up, before expanding his diaper to the point i touched the spring mechanism.

"He's going to need it, for the amount of stuff he will produce." Fobia said, as she then shaped herself a body of a stallion, before jumping in front of his mouth

Pokey Pierce fluttered his eyes open. Fobia grinned, as her meaty cock throbbed in his face...

Exposition by XXXX

Rarity gripped on her brown luggage intensely, as she stood in line for the security check at the airport, quivering a little with a crinkle as she did so.

"Keep your composure and calm, Rarity," she told to herself, as she walked forward in line to the security check, her red frilly dress swishing a bit as Rarity did so "They will be professional and blasè about that. You do not have to worry. Keep going forward."

Rarity grinned to herself, as she kept moving. Sure, she didn't like the prospect of flying, as it made her extremely nervous, causing her nausea and, sometimes, control issues.

But, this time, taking that flight to Lutetia could mean changing her life for the better, so, after some hesitation, she had accepted to go there by plane, and prepared herself for the occasion. Rarity stared at her right wrist, seeing the gray cloth waistband with a white button snugly fitting on her, just under the large golden costume jewelry chain. Rarity then looked around her, to check that no one was looking.

Seeing that the way was clear, she quickly poked her crotch, folding the cloth of her dress inwards and causing a crinkling sound to reach Rarity's ears. Rarity sighed, as she kept moving.

"Everything is set..."  She thought, stepping forward, while the last passenger in of her placed her bags in the conveyor belt to the X-ray machine and went through the body scanner, showered in green light for a few seconds, before going out of it, grabbing her luggage after doing so.

Rarity took a deep breath, as she took two plastic containers, placing the luggage in one of them, before quickly removing her bracelets, earrings and her wallet to put them in the other tray, before pushing them both forward into the X-ray machine.

Rarity then quickly walked inside the body scanner booth, and then she mechanically lifted her arms up above her head as the security officer at the monitor just told her to do just that. Rarity took another deep breath, as green light rapidly circled around her a couple of times.

When it stopped, Rarity stepped out, letting out a sigh of relief.

"And this is done," she whispered to herself. However, a poke on her shoulder, which made turn around, only to see the security officer at the monitor.

"Ma'am, we have found some... peculiar findings, on you." The security officer said, as she then grabbed a nearby rolling sand-colored screen for examinations, and moved it around Rarity. Rarity blushed strongly, as the security officer finished by hooking the shield to a hook next to the monitor, where there was Rarity's scan, which showed her frilly bra and her diaper underneath her clothes.

Rarity blushed hard, as, understanding what she had to do, started to unbutton her dress, before lifting up her huge skirt with a grunt.The security guard kneeled, as it started to touch around Rarity's diaper and peeking inside the diaper to see any concealed forbidden object.

"Here's clear," the security officer said, as Rarity still blushed strongly at the sensation given.

"Could you please remove your bra for a bit? I need to check it real quick just to be sure."

Rarity bit her lip, as she undid her bra and gave it to the officer, as her quite prosperous breasts bounced a little on her chest.

"This is so awkward..." Rarity muttered to herself, as the guard looked closely at the insides of the bra's cups "But at least my modesty is protected by this screen."

"Okay, you're clear," the officer said, giving the bra back to Rarity and unhooking the screen. Rarity wasted no time in placing her boobs back inside the piece of lingeries, before buttoning the dress up and going to pick up her luggage. Once she had taken it and her possessions from the trays, Rarity hurriedly went towards her flight's gate.

Resturant by ZYYZ

Rarity was willing to give anypony the benefit of the doubt, or at least almost anypony.

She was currently scratching her head, wondering how she had ended up on a date with Prince Blueblood. She had sworn she would never again go within ten feet of him, and yet, here they were. Sitting at a restaurant in Canterlot, ordering a meal, and trying to make small talk.

“So, what have you been up to, since The Grand Galloping Gala?” Rarity nervously asked, picking some of her salad.

“Oh, not much. Just a few uh... ‘odd jobs’ here and there.” Prince Blueblood replied. Rarity could swear he was trying to hide something, but she couldn’t make out what that something was.

“If you will kindly excuse me, I think I shall go powder my nose in the washroom.” Rarity said, slowly getting up from the table.

“Take your time, our dinner shouldn’t be here for a couple more minutes.” Prince Blueblood encouraged.

Rarity said nothing more, and slowly slipped away to the mares bathroom. She sighed, and powdered her nose a couple of times, all the while giving herself a mental pep talk “It’s just one date. After this, you never have to go near that snobbish jerk of a prince ever again. You can do this, Rarity.”

But upon exiting the mares bathroom, Rarity was surprised to see Prince Blueblood dashing into the stallions bathroom, carrying some heavy saddle bags with him.

Her curiosity getting the better of her, Rarity followed after Prince Blueblood. Upon setting hoof in the stallions' bathroom, she was surprised at how radically different it was from the mares' bathroom.

Everything was much more foalish and colorfully bright, the room smelled heavily of corn starch powder, and the stalls seemed to have crudely scribbled on sketches that looked like they were drawn by two year olds.

Off to the left of the stalls was a bright red door labeled ‘For paying customers only’. And just a second later, the door was opened to reveal Prince Blueblood standing before Rarity in a fluffy white diaper, a pacifier dangling from his neck.

Rarity was speechless, and suddenly felt the urge to faint.

Fashion by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity was incredibly relieved when Sweetie Belle and her friends both took her secret of being an adult foal really well. She’d been worried that they wouldn’t understand, or think she was some kind of freak.

Coming out to her parents about her desire was a little bit more difficult, largely due to the fact that Rarity been potty trained so quickly as a foal, and had helped to potty train Sweetie Belle. But Magnum and Pearl proved to very understanding, and after a bit of uncertainty, they accepted that their daughter was an adult foal. They also happily accepted that their other daughter was interested in being a teen foal.

That left just one important figure in her life that Rarity had yet to share her secret with, Spike.

Rarity wasn’t exactly sure what Spike would think of her desire to act and be treated like a baby, especially considering his obvious crush on her. Would he accept her interest and at least not be bothered by it? Or would he cast her out of his life and refuse to want anything to do with her?

The latter seemed highly unlikely, but that didn’t stop Rarity from worrying that such might be the case.

However, Rarity knew that she couldn’t keep this a secret from Spike forever. He would find out sooner or later, and if she broke the news to him, it would likely make it easier for him to understand why she was an adult foal.

How to tell him, was where Rarity found herself drawing a blank. “There must be some way I can ease the conversation into my interest,” Rarity thought to herself “But how do I go about doing it? Should I ask him how he feels about foals? No, it seem misleading and probably freak him out. Maybe I could have him play with Sweetie Belle, and see how he reacts to her wearing a diaper? But it’s not the same for a filly like Sweetie Belle to wear a diaper, and for you to wear a diaper. Even if you share the same interest, Spike may not understand.”

Rarity thought about this dilemma for days on end, all the while making sure not to wear or use her diapers while Spike was around, and made sure Sweetie Belle did the same.

At last, inspiration struck Rarity, and she knew what to do. “I’ll just have to make sure Twilight is okay with it first.” she thought to herself, and began to make a plan.

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Spike was more than a little bit surprised when Rarity called him over to Carousel Boutique one fine spring morning. She had told him she needed his help modeling a particularly unusual piece of clothing, but she hadn’t specified what said piece of clothing was.

Spike didn’t dwell on the matter for long, and merely knocked on the front door with one of his claws.

“Ah, Spike, you’re here,” Rarity greeted with a smile, wearing a pink velvet dress that appeared to have a slight bulge in the back “Do come in and make yourself comfortable. Would you like some tea before we start the modeling? It’s a very special brand I just whipped up.”

“No thank you, Rarity,” Spike replied “I’m ready when you are.”

“Very well then, come with me to my workshop and we can begin.” Rarity said in a half kind/half nervous tone of voice. Was it Spike’s imagination, or did she seem to have a slight waddle to her movements?

In only a matter of seconds, Spike and Rarity reached the fashionista’s workshop. Rarity unlocked the door, and led Spike inside, she then relocked the door.

“Alright then, my dear Spikey-Wikey, let us begin the modeling.” Rarity said with a nervous smile, and instructed Spike to lay down on the ground.

Spike obeyed, suspecting nothing. And that was when Rarity used her magic to pull out a white diaper, a green onesie, and a pair of dark blue hoofie pajamas.

“Are these the fashion items you needed help modeling?” Spike asked, as Rarity powdered his cute little butt, then slid the diaper underneath it and taped it up.

“Well, yes and no,” Rarity replied, as she dressed Spike in the onesie and pajamas “I did want you to come over here and model these clothes I designed for you. But I didn’t need your help modeling them for a client.”

“So, what’s the real reason you invited me here?” Spike asked.

Rarity sighed, this was it, the moment of truth. The moment she had been dreading since Spike had shown up at her door. “There is something I’ve been keeping secret from you for so long, Spikey-Wikey,” Rarity explained “A secret that I should’ve revealed you to a long time ago. But I kept it hidden out of fear of what you might say.”

“What is it?” Spike asked, as he observed how anxious Rarity seemed to be.

Taking a deep breath, Rarity removed her pink velvet dress, revealing her own custom designed white diaper, which was currently taped to her rear.

Spike was speechless and his mouth hung open in shock.

“The secret is, I am an adult foal. I like to dress up as and act like a baby. It is an interest I’ve had for years,” Rarity explained “I have already told our friends, and my parents and sister. All of whom were quite accepting of my interest. But what I want to know is, what do you think of me being an adult foal? Do you still…. like me?”

“Of course I do, Rarity,” Spike replied “I could never hate you for something like this. You look really cute. If it’s okay for me to sleep with a plushie, I’d say it’s perfectly okay for you to dress up and act like a foal.”

Rarity responded, by grabbing Spike with her hooves, and giving him the biggest hug he had ever received “Oh, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! You are a true prince charming, my darling Spikey-Wikey.” And she kissed him on the cheek.

Spike blushed and his cheeks turned the brightest shade of red possible. “So, is there a reason why you wanted me to dress up like a baby as well?” he asked Rarity.

“I have longed for a playmate ever since I exposed my secret, Spike,” Rarity explained “But the girls have been very busy, and The Cakes don’t quite think it’s a good idea to expose Pound and Pumpkin Cake to a big baby like me. Sweetie Belle is such a delight, but she spends just as much time crusading as she does at my house, and often we do not get to play for long.”

“So, you wanted me to be your playmate?” Spike asked, Rarity nodded in response “Well, you should’ve just said so in the first place. I’d have been more than happy to accept.”

“But, you still accept my offer now?” Rarity asked.

“You bet. I’m all for some foal fun.” Spike replied, as he slowly stood up. It took him a couple of minutes to get adjusted to the extra weight of his diaper and onesie, but he managed.

“Then, shall we adjure to my nursery?” Rarity proposed “It is fully stocked with everything we will need.”

“Sounds good to me. Lead the way!” Spike encouraged.

Rarity smiled, and grabbed Spike gently with her magic. It was so nice to finally have a playmate, and to have confided in Spike about her secret. It felt to the fashionista like a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

She couldn’t wait to show Spike her special perfume, it was most certainly going to come in handy during their playdate.

[NSFW] [Dark] Shout by Pocatello

Pokey Pierce didn't like his situation at all. To start off, the mare he had been trying to date, called Lyra, had hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious. She had then brought him Celestia-knows-where and tied him to a strange table, on top of diapering him up with a diaper that spreaded his legs around a lot and blocked him off. To make matters worse, the same mare was right in front of him, grinning, as it showed off an appendage that she had no right to have.

"W-what a-are you doing?" He asked, as Lyra poked his nostrils with the moist helmet of her cock, sending an awful smell of fish up his nostrils. The mae chuckled in an evil way,as she then lit up her horn, forcefully opening his mouth up with ease.

"It's simple, my dear, I'm giving you what you want!" She said, as she started to rub her dick against Pokey's teeth, moaning loudly as she did so. The sensation of adick in his mouth was really, really unpleasant for Pokey, which caused him to immediately use his magic to get it off.

However, once his horn lit up and an aura colored like his coat enveloped Lyra's unnatural crotch extension, Pokey heard the air begin pierced by something going at a very high speed, then hearing a crinkle, and, finally, feeling his ass being penetrated fully and beyond, going up hsi blind intestine for several centimeters.

He shouted of pain very, very loudly, the pain filling up his brain and butt as this happened. To make the matters worse, the thing in his ass started to weakly vibrate, which only caused him to feel in need to relieve himself.

"N-no..." he muttered, tearing up and whimpering, as Lyra moaned loudly and quickly stroke her dick to expel a few drops of precum on Pokey's tongue, making him wince and blush even more.

Pokey felt humiliated, the vibration growing in his body, as his cock, almost having a will on its own, came out from its meaty container, creating an additional bulge in the diaper. At the same time, Lyra started to poke Pokey Pierce's uvula with her penis.

As this happened, however, Pkey felt a strong electric shock hitting his nuts and his penis, making him yelp and shake, as it felt his penis not only retreat back in the sheath while expelling urine that got absorbed by the diaper, but also shrink along with the testicles. Pokey Pierce started to actually cry, as Lyra moaned and chuckled, finally inserting her penis down Pokey's throat.

"Suck it, baby!" She shouted in a shrill way "Suck it and please your master!"

Pokey Pierce shook around, still in pain due to the electric shock and feeling terribly humiliated by the shrinkage of his genitals. He sucked Lyra’s meaty cock forcefully, causing her to bite her lip, before expelling cum right inside him. The warm liquid traveled quickly down his digestive tract and was expelled with squirts from Pokey's anus, thusly increasing the diaper's size threefold.

Lyra pulled out her flaccid cock. Pokey Pierce gagged and sighed. It was over...

Or was it over?

Lyra enveloped her dick in her magic, making it stiff and ready to work again.

"Ready for round two?" She said, grinning even more widely, her pupils turning into reptile-like slits and her teeth taking the form of fangs.

Pokey Pierce could only scream like a little filly.

Pull-up by Folle Sparatore Di Seghe In Fica.

Scootaloo was shivering, at what she had went through. First, she had completely messed her pull-up in front of the doctor, to the point she leaked on the floor.

As result of this, the doctor, out of caution, had prescribed her another round of tests, all of them sounding quite terrifying by their name alone. One of them was endoscopy. And, after she went through it, Scootaloo felt that she had been wrong... they were much worse than she thought.

She was now crying, hugging Fluttershy tightly, as she patted her head and whispered to her.

"Ssshhh... it's all over now, Scootaloo. No more endoscopies." Fluttershy said, as Scootaloo kept crying, her jeans shorts still lowered to off her naked butt.

"It hurt and made me have an accident! My tushy still hurt!" Scootaloo said, between the sobs, as Doctor Muffin Top passed by, spraying perfume all over his body, muttering something about being stricter about letting little kids having endoscopies with full stomachs.

Fluttershy glanced at him, then went back to Scootaloo.

"It's okay, it happens." Fluttershy said softly, still stroking Scootaloo's little head.

"But the doctor said I need diapers now, and he was angry at me!" She said, in-between tears.

"The doctor was angry because I let you eat before coming here," Fluttershy said, after around a minute of reflection about what happened and how to explain it "so it's not completely your fault. Also, diapers aren't a punishment for that,  he just said that maybe you should wear them, you're not in need just yet, just like some people I know."

Scootaloo lifted her head up, away from Fluttershys' lap, her eyes shiny with tears and her lips quivering, as she reduced her cries to sniffles.

"R-really?" Scootaloo asked, as she looked in Fluttershy's eyes "Big kids wear diapers sometimes?"

Fluttershy nodded.

"Not only them, grown-ups do it too at times," Fluttershy explained. Meanwhile, the door of the studio opened up with a slam, as the rather large and muscular bodily shape of Nurse Coldheart appeared.

"Miss Scootaloo, it's now your turn for your urography," the nurse said “And you better not piss on me."

Innocence by SuperPinkbrony12

Fleur’s mother was anything but pleased with the way Fancy Pants was talking to her daughter. What kind of colt talked about such things at that age?

She had taken Fancy in out of the kindness of her heart, and he had seemed to repay her by being the most well behaved foal she had ever seen. He did not put up a fight during diaper changes, ate his meals with proper table manners, and expressed no complaints about using the potty before bed.

And yet, now he was talking to her daughter about something that little foals weren’t suppose to talk about. And it threatened to destroy the innocence that she had worked so hard to maintain.

Fancy Pants expected Fleur’s mother to be cross, but he was not expecting her to pick him up in her magic and scold him severely while saying “Bad colt! How dare you talk about such things in the presence of my daughter!”

“Ma’am, you do not understand. I am speaking the truth,” Fancy Pants replied, trying to maintain a vibe of calm and composure “I have been trying to tell you for some time now, that I am not an ordinary colt. I am a stallion from the future, who has ended up this way as the result of a careless tour operator’s promise of a vacation back in time.”

“He talks funny.” Fleur said with a giggle.

“You expect me to believe that lie?!” Fleur’s mother said angrily, refusing to let Fancy Pants go “You have some nerve to talk about my daughter as if she were an object of affection! And I will not allow such behavior in my house!”

“What he talking about? It make no sense.” Fleur replied. She was rather confused by Fancy Pants’ claim that what she had been doing was for her well being, and that he knew about it because he had touched it frequently in the past. She could not remember any colt or stallion, except her father, ever touching her kitty.

“Fleur, we will discuss your punishment for your behavior later!” Fleur’s mother scolded “For right now, I must take care of this dirty little colt that wishes to destroy your innocence!” And she carried Fancy Pants out of the bedroom.

“Where are you taking me? Put me down! This is not the way I wish to be treated!” Fancy Pants complained, as Fleur’s mother dragged him kicking and screaming through the house with her magic.

“I don’t care how you wish to be treated!” Fleur’s mother replied, as she brought Fancy Pants into the bathroom and locked the door shut behind him “A dirty little colt like you is not welcome in my house, and you must leave at once!”

Fancy Pants was certain he knew what was coming next, and his fears were confirmed when he saw Fleur’s mother lift up the toilet seat. Before Fancy Pants had a chance to run away, Fleur’s mother picked him up with her magic, dangling him over the toilet bowl.

“I’m sending you down the toilet, where dirty colts such as you belong!” Fleur’s mother said angrily, as she dropped Fancy Pants into the bowl and flushed the toilet, watching as the colt spun around and disappeared down the drain.

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“Well, I suppose I should’ve seen this coming,” Fancy Pants thought to himself, as he entered the sewers beneath Canterlot “I guess now my best bet to return to normal, is to seek out that time traveling stallion who ran the company responsible for that careless tour operator, and seek out his help. I just hope that my trip through the pipes will not have an adverse affect on the future.”

Paddle by ZYYZ

The toilet training began at once for Celestia and Luna, with Twilight and Fluttershy switching back and forth between the roles of caretaker for both fillies.

Already, the two fillies had proven to be quite troublesome and rather ill behaved. But both Twilight and Fluttershy were determined to complete the task they had been summoned for.

But that didn’t mean they weren’t still annoyed by the things they had to put up with.

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“I’m not using the toilet! I like my diapers!” Celestia complained, as Twilight dragged her into the bathroom and removed her diaper.

“You can’t stay in diapers forever! All big fillies must learn how to use the toilet eventually.” Twilight replied with a huff, as she used her hands to place Celestia on the seat of the toilet.

“Why am I here? The toilet isn’t big enough for the both of us.” Luna questioned, as she entered the bathroom escorted by Fluttershy.

“You’re here to see how big ponies use the toilet, and your sister is going to be the demonstrator.” Fluttershy explained to the young alicorn.

“Don’t let them get to you, Luna!” Celestia shouted, as she tried to get off of the toilet, only to be placed back on the seat and held in place courtesy of a magic spell from Twilight “They want us to give up our diapers so they can control us! Fight the power!”

“That’s enough out of you!” Twilight scolded “Just sit there until you’ve done your business, then I’ll clean you up with the toilet paper. It’s easy.”

“Would you like me to read a story while you wait?” Fluttershy offered.

“No! And I’m not going to use the toilet! You can’t make me!” Celestia protested.

“You’re not getting off until you do,” Twilight said seriously “So if you wanna sit there for the rest of your life, be my guest.”

Celestia, realizing she was beaten, sighed and started to grunt and push. Within minutes, her bowels began to release themselves into the toilet bowl, producing audible splashes as she did so.

“Good girl, Celestia. That’s how it’s done!” Twilight and Fluttershy cheered.

“Hehe, Celestia is a poopie head!” Luna teased, before she was enveloped in a golden aura. “What are you doing, Tia?! Put me down!” she shouted.

Celestia, with a mischievous grin, dunked her sister’s head into the toilet bowl. “Who’s the poopie head now, Lulu?” she teased, as she proceed to flush the toilet and give her sister a swirly.

“Celestia! That was very, very rude of you!” Fluttershy scolded, as she lifted Luna’s head out of the bowl. There was no doubt about it, she would need a bath to wash off the stink.

“Serves her right for calling me a poopie head!” Celestia replied, sticking out her tongue.

“I don’t care what Luna called you, you don’t dunk ponies heads into toilets and give them swirlies!” Twilight said seriously, as she lifted off the seat and left her standing.

“What are you gonna do about it?” Celestia taunted, convinced that Twilight couldn’t hurt her.

Twilight responded, by opening the bathroom door and shouting to a passing by servant “Bring me the paddle.”

“Right away, madam.” the servant replied, and raced away.

“I didn’t want to have to do this to you, Celestia. But you’ve left me no other choice,” Twilight said seriously, once the paddle was firmly in her hand “If you’re going to misbehave, there will be consequences.”

Celestia gulped and shivered with fright, she hated being spanked with the paddle, it hurt like crazy.

Trap by DulcisEtDecorus

Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle were holding hands together, as they walked side by side in the town's stone-paved streets towards Silver Spoon's house, where they had been invited for, according to Silver's words "something they would enjoy."

After some time thinking, Sweetie Belle and Pipsqueak had decided to accept the invitation to Silver Spoon's house, confident that it wasn't going to go badly, if they were in two and in her house, under the watch of Silver Spoon's parents.

Sweetie Belle glanced at Pipsqueak, then smiled and increased her grip on his hand. In turn, Pipsqueak lowered his head and squeezed Sweetie Belle's hand a little, making her wince.

"Careful," Sweetie Belle said, making Pipsqueak turn around "It hurts!

The boy blushed and turned his eyes away, as he moved his hand away from Sweetie Belle's.

"Sorry," he said in his low nasal and warm voice "I don't know my strength sometimes." This made Sweetie Belle giggle and made her give Pipsqueak a playful nudge, stopping him, and allowing Sweetie Belle to get even more closer to him.

"My strongarm," Sweetie Belle whispered in Pipsqueak's ear, making him blush and smile a little, as he then patted Sweetie's back gently, before going back to walk to destination, now holding their hands together again.

After around five minutes of walking, Sweetie Belle and Pipsqueak reached the red metal gate of Silver Spoon's house, a white building built in a complicated architectural style more typical of the capital, then of the provincial town Silver lived in.

Pipsqueak pressed the buzzer of the doorphone encased in the white column. A few seconds later, the doorphone crackled alive, as Silver Spoon spoke up from inside the house.

"Who is there?"

"It's us, Pipsqueak and sweetie Belle," Pipsqueak said and, not even a second later, there was loud metallic bang, which caused Sweetie Belle to gasp and recoil and Pipsqueak to cower and feel somewhat wet down there.

"What was that?" Pipsqueak said out loud, before noticing that the gate was slowly opening inwards, which made him sigh of relief. "Oh, it was just the gate opening up."

Sweetie Belle let out a chuckle and slapped her forehead.

"Oooh, silly me," she said, as she took an hopping stride and followed Pipsqueak into the well-kept English-style garden onto a mosaic path leading to a glass and metal door. Pipsqueak pulled the door towards himself, only to cause a low clanking sounds and a soft thump to come from the door. When he tried to push it, the same thing happened, leading him to realize that the door was locked.

"Well..." Sweetie Belle said, as she caught up to Pipsqueak with a graceful hop that  made her long yellow skirt to flow "Guess we'll have to wait up then."

Pipsqueak nodded, as he looked inside the glass, to see an entrance hall featuring classical bronze statues, old paintings and other pieces of art in showcase. One statute in particular caught his attention.

It was a bronze statue of a girl with curly hair wearing a small cape and a gown, sitting on a tree stump as she removed something from her right foot. Pipsqueak looked back at Sweetie Belle, who was bobbing her locks-covered head as she waited for the door to be unlocked by Silver spoon or one of the mean girl's servants.

Pipsqueak noticed quite a lot of similarities, between the statue and Sweetie Belle, and that gave him an idea...

"Look, Sweetie Belle," he said, pointing at the sculpture "there's your statue right there!"

Sweetie Belle quickly turned her head towards Pipsqueak, jolting up as she did so.

"Where? Where?!" She asked, her voice cracking, as Pipsqueak point at the statue again.

"Right there!" Pipsqueak said, as he brought Sweetie Belle closer, wrapping his right hand around Sweetie's waist as he did so. Sweetie Belle squinted her eyes.

"That doesn't look like me at all!" Sweetie Belle said, squeaking again. Pipsqueak blushed strongly, as he felt his heart clench and himself shiver from the sheer embarrassment. "I'm not that slender!"

Pipsqueak remained there in silence, panicking a little, as he quivered, felt himself dribble urine again and looked away. Sweetie Belle giggled, then, after patting Pipsqueak's back, she pecked a kiss on his left cheek.

Pipsqueak froze into place, his face going beet red and curling up a little, feeling warm and fuzzy inside, in turn making him squeak and Sweetie Belle to look away and giggle at him and, Pipsqueak could've sworn, whispering "Cute" under her breath.

"W-well... thank you." Pipsqueak said, as he rose his head again and faced Sweetie Belle in her green eyes, causing him to feel even stranger, and unsure whether exchange the favour or not. Before he could take a decision, there was a clicking sound followed by a metal creaking sound.

"Ah, what do we have here, two lovebirds temptatively snuggling."

Pipsqueak turned and, and saw Silver Spoon holding up the door with her right hand while keeping her other hand on her hip in an arch, wearing a small smirk on her face. Sweetie Belle recoiled and blushed deeply with a very loud squeak.

"H-hey Silver!" Pipsqueak said, waving awkwardly towards Silver Spoon, as she turned her back to the two and gestured for them to walk inside.

Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle did so, walking side-by-side.

"Why did you invite us two to your house?" Pipsqueak asked, walking up the white and red marble stairs.

"Well, there's something I'm sure you would like to try out," silver Spoon said, as she reached the first floor "but, first, what about some juice or some tea?"

Pipsqueak mumbled and nodded, while Sweetie Belle simply said "Eh, sounds good."

The mean girl quickly walked into the kitchen, where three white and blue steaming teacups were waiting to be drunk on the ebony table with curved legs and top made of green cloth. Silver Spoon sat down on one of the red padded chairs, as did Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle.

Pipsqueak quickly took up the cup and drank it in one fell swoop, while Sweetie Belle sipped it slowly and carefully. Soon, Pipsqueak felt his eyelids get heavy...

Pipsqueak woke up with his mouth feeling awfully dry and his legs feeling quite cold. Rubbing his forehead with his left arm, he sat up with a loud crinkle and fluttered his eyes open.

"Where am I?" He said out loud to himself, as he opened his eyes fully, and saw that he wasn't wearing his brown shorts anymore or his black shoes, but a big blue diaper with moon and starts themes and rainbow-colored socks. Alarmed, Pipsqueak looked at his right, and saw Sweetie Belle laying down, wearing a bright pink dress with white frills on the neck and hems and poofy sleeves, with the dress's gown stopping short of her diaper, which was pink, covered in hearts, gems and swirls, and was seemingly big enough to spread her legs apart completely, and her feet were covered in white booties.

Pipsqueak looked around him, to see where he was. He saw that the ceiling was painted with a bright sunny sky, with the sun replaced by a big round lamp, and that there were several mobiles depicting birds and bees alike hanging around by some hidden hook and invisible threads. When he looked at his sides, Pipsqueak saw a big crib with multicoloured bars, pink mattress and green covers, along with each end of the crib having a moon-shaped hole in the wood, and, next to the crib, there was a light blue wardrobe with a tree painted on the shutters. Looking at the other side, Pipsqueak saw a simple (but quite upscaled) poplar changing table with white padded surface and tons of diaper packs, wipes and powder cans stacked underneath. Next to the changing table there was a huge waste bin with grass painted on the base. Not too far away, a stack of plush animals and three yellow, green and red treasure chest-shaped toy chests half-open due to the sheer amount of toys inside.

Pipsqueak looked all around him again, surprised and bewildered.

"Enjoying your new nursery, baby?" Silver Spoon said from above.

Pipsqueak quickly looked up, and saw Silver Spoon looking from a balcony hidden in the high ceiling. Pipsqueak crossed his arms and shook his fist towards Silver Spoon.

"I'm not a baby!" He said. Silver Spoon chuckled audibly, as she bent over the opposite way.

"Well, if you aren't a baby," she said, turning around showing off Pipsqueak's white underpants and the heavily used small padded slip-savers Pipsqueak wore for absorb the urine of his little and occasional accidents. He blushed strongly and pouted.

"B-but I-I need those! I can't help it!" Pipsqueak complained "I just have little squirts!"

"Aaawww, look! the little baby think he's a big boy!" Silver Spoon said in a purposefully shrill and mellifluous voice, joining her hands together, as she squished her right cheek against them.

"But don't worry, you'll be potty trained soon... or not!" Silver Spoon said, cackling madly as she put her hands around her hips, walking away while still laughing. This, apparently, was enough to make Sweetie Belle wake up, look at herself, and then crack her voice.

"Why do I look like a little princess!?" She shouted to herself "And where am I?!"

Pipsqueak crawled towards Sweetie Belle, hugging her tightly by instinct.

"Silver Spoon has trapped us here. But don't worry, with my help, we'll get out of here," Pipsqueak hastily kissed Sweetie Belle on her left cheek "My pretty little princess."

Hospital by Diokno44

Scootaloo shivered in the thin hospital gown she wore. Fluttershy was wiating in the lobby, reading a magazine to calm her nerves. She could feel her bladder pulsing. She was too ashamed to tell the nurse she had to pee. She was dressed in only the gown, and her Pull-Up. The rest of her clothes were in a plastic bag her mom-to-be was holding.

Nurse Redheart opened a door, as they entered a room. A large, tube like X-Ray chamber was in the center. Nurse Coldheart went on one knee so she could stare eye to eye with Scootaloo, as she laid her down. ¨You better not piss on me, you brat." She threatened.

As the Pull-Up was removed, Scootaloo remembered her present need.

“Wait, do-" Scootaloo paled as her bladder emptied. A heavy stream of urine smacked Nurse Redheart. Scootaloo whimpered once she was empty.

Coldheart growled, “Alright you little piss factory,” She wiped herself off “Next time you need a change, I won't be the one doing it. Maybe I’ĺl leave you in it."

She shoved Scootaloo into the chamber. Activating it, the X-Ray began examining Scootaloo.

Though, the results were not what Fluttershy or Scootaloo would like....

Kindness by SuperPinkbrony12

The X-Ray results of the urography done two days later revealed that Scootaloo’s body, despite having grown physically to normal size for her age, had not yet developed the internal functions necessary to give Scootaloo enough control of her bodily functions to not be diaper dependent.

Scootaloo cried and cried, why did this have to happen? She had done nothing wrong to deserve this.

“I’m very sorry, Scootaloo. It would seem that you may have been potty trained a bit prematurely, and as a result your body has not yet reached the level of control that it should have at your age.” Doctor Stable Hoof said to the weeping child.

“Is there anything we can do, doctor?” Fluttershy asked, how was she suppose to explain this to Rainbow Dash.

“I would recommend trying a different hospital, one that is more accustomed to dealing with these sorts of problems,” Doctor Stable Hoof suggested “A lot of the technology we have here was received while it was still in the experimental stage, and as a result there have been a lot of teething troubles. Many of the staff here have been stressed out due to these technical problems, so I cannot say that the medical procedures they conducted were done with the highest degree of medical efficiency.”

“I had half a mind to do so after the way they treated Scootaloo when subjecting her to an endoscopy!” Fluttershy said crossly “Poor Scootaloo could’ve been scarred for life, and they kept yelling at her and shouting her for something she couldn’t control! I thought doctors and nurses were suppose to be well versed in the subject of ‘Bedside Manner’!”

“As I said before, most of our staff has been under a lot of pressure due to all the mechanical problems suffered by our experimental technology. We’re in the midst of obtaining newer and more efficient equipment, but until it arrives we have to make do with what we have,” Doctor Stable Hoof apologized “I’ll foot the medical bill for your endoscopy and urography, as well as the X-ray.”

“Thank you, Doctor Stable Hoof,” Fluttershy said with a smile “It’s nice to know that at least somebody here is able to understand what Scootaloo is going through.”

Scootaloo continued to hang her head, and sob. She was going into kindergarten, and yet she was going to be the only kid in her class that still wore diapers. Not to mention, Rainbow Dash was probably going to treat her like a baby for long as she stayed in diapers.

“Hey, don’t be sad, Scootaloo,” Doctor Stable Hoof said kindly, he always hated to see a kid sad and upset. Hospitals were suppose to be warm and welcoming, but poor Scootaloo had been subjected to some of the worst medical care ever experienced in the history of modern medicine. If it weren’t for Doctor Muffin Top, Scootaloo likely would’ve ended up diagnosed as permanently incontinent. A diagnosis that would’ve certainly shattered any amount of confidence the child had left. “I’m also going to prescribe some medication for Fluttershy to pick up for you. It should help your body gain the control it needs for you to start potty training again.”

“Yeah, but I’ll still be in diapers for who knows how long. And only babies wear diapers.” Scootaloo complained, sniffling a bit.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that. There are a lot of people that wear diapers, and they aren’t babies,” Doctor Stable Hoof smiled, before he decided the time had come to reveal his secret “In fact, I happen to know someone in this very room that still wear diapers.”

“Who is he, or she?” Scootaloo asked.

Doctor Stable Hoof responded (after looking around to make sure no one else could see him), by pulling down his pants, and revealing a white diaper taped to his butt. “It’s me.” he said with a smile.

“But, why do you wear diapers? You’re a grown-up, and all grown-ups use the bathroom.” Scootaloo said, poking the doctor’s diaper with one of her fingers.

Doctor Stable Hoof chuckled “Actually, I never learned how to use the bathroom. I’ve been in diapers my whole life.”

“Didn’t anybody ever potty train you?” Scootaloo asked with suspicion. What kind of grown up went through life without being potty trained?

“My parents never had the time, they were always busy with their jobs,” Doctor Stable Hoof explained “Everyone else just assumed my parents would teach me eventually, and then latter just assumed I was incontinent. By the time I was old enough to live on my own, I decided I didn’t want to put in the effort to potty train myself, and that as a doctor, wearing diapers would make it easier to relate to younger patients, and patients that ended up in diapers for reasons beyond their control. Not to mention, it would make surgeries easier as I wouldn’t have to worry about needing to dash to the bathroom while operating.”

“But, didn’t you get teased and bullied for wearing diapers?” Scootaloo asked.

“A little bit, but most kids came to accept me for who I was regardless of diapers,” Doctor Stable Hoof told Scootaloo “And the few that didn’t learned not to mess with me after I told the teachers about their behavior. As an adult, I learned how to ignore all the taunts and stares.”

“So, it’s okay if you’re never potty trained?” Scootaloo asked, her mood perking up for the first time since she had ended up in the hospital.

Doctor Stable Hoof just chuckled again “Just because I was never potty trained doesn’t mean it’s okay for you to not be potty trained. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy put in a lot of effort to get you to learn how to use a bathroom, and I don’t think they would be very pleased to see you use me as an excuse not to try and relearn.”

Fluttershy smiled, ¨It’s her choice if she wants to try and use the potty or not.¨ Fluttershy walked towards them, having overhead everything. ¨Do you want to try and use the potty again, Scoots?¨ She asked the girl she soon hoped to call a daughter.

“You’d really be okay with me wearing diapers instead of going in the potty?” Scootaloo asked Fluttershy.

“We’d have to see what Rainbow Dash thinks, but whatever makes you happy makes me happy,” Fluttershy smiled, as she put a hand around the child “I personally think Rainbow Dash was a little too quick to make you give up on your diapers. She should’ve waited until you were ready to potty train."

She giggled, ¨In fact, Dashie was still in diapers until she was...about ten or so.¨ She bent down, and whispered in Scootaloo's ear, ¨She still wears them from time to time.¨ She winked.

“So then, why did she make me potty train if she was in diapers for so long, and still wears them?” Scootaloo asked.

“I suppose Rainbow Dash thought potty training you early would save you the embarrassment and humiliation of being a diaper wearer in kindergarten,” Fluttershy responded, before she added “Plus, some kindergartens won't accept a diaper wearer, but I might have found a few in town.¨

“Really?” Scootaloo asked.

“Of course, I would never lie to you, Scootaloo,” Fluttershy replied kindly “If you don’t want to use the potty anymore, you don’t have to, and I won’t make you. But if you want to relearn how at any point down the line, you just have to ask, we'll still love you just the same.”

“So very true,” Doctor Stable Hoof replied with a nod “Potty training is a very important turning point in a young child’s life. If a child is trained too early or too late, they often tend to hate the experience. It is my personal opinion, that all parents should exercise their own judgement, and wait until their child wants to learn how to potty, instead of when society and parenting magazines say they should learn.”

“Well, I guess if you two don’t think it’s such a bad idea not to use the potty again, I guess I would like to stay in my diapers. At least for a couple of years, maybe forever,” Scootaloo said, after pondering for a moment “Rainbow Dash trained me too early, and I never got to enjoy my diapers.”

“Maybe your accidents are your body’s way of telling you that you needed to enjoy your diapers,” Fluttershy smiled, “And you look so cute in them.” She hugged Scootaloo, who returned the hug happily.

“Thank you for all your help, Doctor Stable Hoof. You’re the best doctor ever.” Scootaloo said sincerely, as she and Fluttershy headed home. They would have to break the news of their decision to Rainbow Dash, but Scootaloo was convinced she was making the right choice.

Using the potty was fine, and everything, but you usually only stayed in diapers for so long. It was better to enjoy that time while you had it, rather than attempt to grow up too soon.

¨Oh Dashie, we're home!¨ Fluttershy opened her front door. The duo found themselves face to face with Rainbow Dash, dressed in just a shirt and a full diaper.

Rainbow blushed, gulping. ¨Hey guys.¨ She waved, ¨You're home early.¨

[NSFW] Elevator by Eu Vou!

Awful smells were not news to Sea Swirly. After all, ponies more of then not left dog poop and cats piss on the stairs, garbage piles next to the doors rot, or little foals not completely toilet trained playing around in the flats and thus having accidents all over the place.

Usually, Sea Swirly simply filed a complain, called the cleaning crew and tried to deal with it with some decoders.

However, the smell was particularly strong that day. Sea Swirly, despite having used two cans of deodorizer already, simply could not eliminate that smell from her nostrils. Thus, she had taken two hours off her afternoon work at the aquarium to go check out.

"Let's see what's making the air so awful to breath today," she muttered, after putting on a clothespin on her muzzle, as she walked down the stairs, following the trail scent to the ground floor, which then lead to the elevator.

"This is it," Sea Swirly said after takign a deep breath, as she pressed the golden button of the elevator, some of the foul smell still hitting her nostrils despite the clothespin. The bronze-colored doors clanked open, revealing the black steel foldable grid, which was currently half-open. Sea Swirly pushed the foldable gate to the side, fully revealing what was in there.

It was Vinly Scratch and Electronic Barf asleep on a pile of extremely used diapers that were covered in flies and were seeping in poop. Electronic Barf's penis, peeking out of a diaper with faded foalish designs, was resting limply next to Vinly's mouth. As for Vinly, her face was stained with dried-off sperm, and her half-open mouth showed that some pieces of poop were resting inside her mouth and, as far as her lower body went, her diaper had broken under the sheer amount of wastes expelled.

Sea Swirl gagged and rushed away, almost crying as she did so.

"Why? Why? Why?" she shrieked, passing past the usher, who was browsing through a porn magazine. He lifted his head from the magazine and glanced at Sea Swirly

"What's the deal? Vinly Scratch having soem sca porn with her boyfriend?" He said, before going back to browsing.

Pain by ZYYZ

He could feel it coming, the tell tale pressure in his little hole was a sign that he knew all too well. He tried to ignore it, hoping it would go away, or at least die down. But that didn’t work, the pain inside him only got worse. He knew there was no use trying to deny it, Pound Cake had to poop.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem at all for the young pegasus. He would just continue to do whatever he was doing, and let his body push it out into his diaper, which would absorb the load without hesitation. He would then maybe play around for a little bit, before calling out for Mommy, Daddy, or Auntie Pinkie Pie to come and change him.

But a couple of weeks ago, everything had changed for young Pound Cake, and not for the better.

He and his sister had awoken one morning, surprised to find they had not used their diapers in their sleep at all. And that was when Mommy and Daddy had told him the words that would turn his life as he knew it upside down. “You’re both ready to start potty training.” they said with a smile, and had made a great deal out of encouraging him and his sister to go to the bathroom whenever they felt like they had to go. They were instructed to sit on these small plastic bowl like objects called “potties” and do their business in them instead of their diapers.

Pound Cake’s sister, Pumpkin Cake, had eagerly starting to make regular use of her new potty. Sitting on it every time she felt the need to pee or poop, and receiving praise unending from Mommy, Daddy, and Auntie Pinkie Pie for being a big girl.

But Pound Cake liked his diapers, and absolutely hated the cold plastic potty. It was not comfortable at all to sit on, it took far more effort to use, and it couldn’t be worn on his butt. Yet his parents actually expected him to pee and poop in such a thing, especially when it was emptied into that large white watery bowl thing that made such an awful noise?

Fortunately, Pound Cake had figured out a way to fool his parents, and Auntie Pinkie Pie, into thinking he was using his potty, when in fact he was not.

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Pound Cake made his way into the bathroom, making sure that nopony was following him. Once inside, he shut the door, and walked over to the corner of the bathroom where his blue potty sat, lonely and un-used.

“Sorry, Mr. Potty, but you’re not getting used today.” Pound Cake said with a smile, as he tried his best to ignore the increasing pain in his rear end. The last thing he needed was to poop on the floor, his parents would ask him why he didn’t use the potty, and he would be in big trouble.

Pound Cake went over to the sink, and used his tiny wings to lightly lift himself off the ground for a few seconds. He grasped the handle of the cabinet beneath the sink, and opened it, revealing a sack of diapers his parents had tried to throw out. But he had found them, and hidden them out of sight, and now, he was going to use them.

The pain increasing to unbearable levels, Pound Cake took out one of the diapers and slowly put it on, taking great care not to make his poop come out before he could get the diaper secured.

When the diapering job was completed, Pound Cake went over to his sister’s potty, and placed his diapered rear inside it. He then stopped holding it in, and started grunting hard. It was somewhat painful, since he’d been holding it back for so long, but it took him only a few seconds to mess his diaper until it began to make a squishy sound due to the expanded weight pressing up against the confined space that was the potty.

His business completed, Pound Cake breathed a much needed sigh of relief. Now, he just needed to figure out how to clean himself up.

Potion by XXXX

Spitfire looked sideways, at the stallion that was laying several potion bottles, phials, syringes and pill containers.

"So," Spitfire said, joining her front hooves together, as the hunchbacked vendor smirked "They told me that your potions can exchange performances, have no side effects and are completely undetectable by anti doping tests?"

The vendor nodded.

"Oh, yes, my potions can't be found via urine, blood, hair and magic tests, and I have a wide variety of options. Just tell me which one do you wish and I'll give you one."

Spitfire scratched her chin with her right hoof, thinking about the drug she and her team could be in need the most, until she thought at the most basic one.

"Do you have something to increase muscular mass?" Spitfire asked "We're getting a little bit too flaccid due to near-constant lack of exercise, and we'd like to be at top shape without much work."

The vendor nodded, looked on the table, then held up a potion bottle full of greenish-white fizzy liquid with his left hoof.

"This is the thing just right for ya," he said "it's supposed to bring your muscles to the state they have before hitting physical maturity, thusly making them grow faster and stronger with less effort."

Spitfire mumbled, as she looked at the fizzy liquid. It was an interesting potion. Sure, the vendor was begin a little shady in his behaviour, but, after all, Spitfire was the one that had called him from the underground black market in the first place.

"Do you have something that can be injector, or a pill?" Spitfire asked "The potions we used before have always been quite shitty and easy to get used to."

The vendor nodded, as he put down the potion bottle.

"Oh, I have this something thing as injectable steroid and oral pill, even in vaginal and anal suppositories, if you feel daring enough." the vendor said, polling out a small packet, a syringe full of the same liquid, and two suppositories, one longer and more slender and open rounder.

Spitfire chuckled.

"Well, I might take the vaginal suppositories versions for me and the other female team members, but I'd rather have a bulk stock of injectables."

"How much?"

"I think that fifty should suffice," Spitfire said. the vendor snickered for apparently no reason, as he took two cardboard boxes with his hooves and threw them just behind Spitfire. She opened one of the boxes, revealing them to be brim full of syringe full of the liquid sen in the potion, but a little darker in colour.

"Can I test it now?" Spitfire asked. The vendor nodded, which in turn made Spitfire take one of the syringes with her right hoof, pull away the cap on the needle with her teeth and then jab herself on her left shoulder.

Spitfire hissed at the slightly burning sensation in the entrance hole, as she pressed the piston, making the liquid get in her bloodstream. Spitfire felt a strong burning sensation, now spreading to her entire hoof but, ignoring it, she pulled the needle out and threw it away.

"Is it supposed to burn when injected in vein?" Spitfire asked, as she felt a tickling sensation all over her, as well as a sense of pressure coming from nowhere "And to make me feel ticklish?"

"Well, yes, it's supposed to do that,"the vendor said with a chuckle. Spitfire tilted her head, not realizing that her wings and legs had shortened, and that her muzzle was at a lower level compared to the vendor's.

"What?" she said, her voice slightly squeaking, as she then realized she had gotten a little shorter than the table "Hey! I'm shrinking!"

The vendor snickered, as he hopped on the other isde of the table, tackling Spitfire, who had been reduced to a two years-old filly by now, and quickly grabbed the wallet Spitfire had hidden in her mane when she was bigger.

"See ya later, fucker!" The vendor said, as he rushed out with the wallet cackling, as Spitfire started to angrily babble and shriek like the half-a-year old foal she was now.

Headache by XXXX

Nurse Redheart was feeling awful by herself. Headache, runny nose, dizziness, lightheadedness, temperature... in short, an influenza with all the chrisms. But, influenza begin influenza, and Nurse Redheart begin Nurse Redheart, she had tried to her best to ignore the illness' symptoms and went to work.

There, however, she had fainted mid-way to the General Medicine ward.

Now Nurse Redheart was finding herself in one of the beds of the hospital. Specifically, one in the Foals' ward. Along with that, Nurse Redheart had been dressed up for the occasion with a pink onesie with the words "Sick Little Filly" sewn on the front and on the hatch, and, underneath a white diaper with red crosses as pattern.

"Heeellllooo Redheart!" Nurse Tenderheart said with a chuckle, as she walked in with a rollign tray full of medicines, plus a sippy cup "How are we doing now?"

"Slightly better than when the day started but not too much." Nurse Redheart said with a sigh, as she then turned around to look at Nurse Tenderheart "And how's the shift going for you? Did  the ALFs in room 12 calmed down or not? And what about the PLF with appendicitis in room 4?"

Nurse Tenderheart took the sanitizer gel spreader in her hooves, put it on the exposed parts of Nurse Redheart's flank, then she uncapped a syringe full of a transparent liquid.

"Well, one of the ALFs has been dismissed, thankfully, while another has been scared straight by showing him an ongoing kneecap operation." Nurse Tenderheart jabbed Redheart's flesh, making her wince at the sensation. "The other two are still kicking and screaming, sadly."

"Oh, I see." Nurse Redheart said, as she resisted the temptation to rub the entrance point of the syringe, which was then covered by a pink patch, courtesy of Nurse Tenderheart.

"As for the PLf, she's well now and has thanked us all. She was sad that you didn't see her today, thought.." Nurse Tenderheart said, as she then moved the rolling tray closer. Nurse Redheart sighed a the thought of the filly.

"Well... I'd be tempted to let her visit me." Nurse Redheart said, as Tenderheart gave Redheart a sippy cup full of orange juice and a light pink pacifier.

"Perhaps, I could make her do that." Nurse Tenderheart said "But now drink and rest. You will need it."

Scratch by YZZY

Octavia was pacing back and forth in the living room of her house. She had arrived home to find a note from her roommate, Vinyl Scratch. The note told Octavia that Vinyl was out of town performing a gig with her boss, Neon Lights, and would be home in a couple of hours.

But the hours passed, and Vinyl Scratch did not return home. Octavia had asked around, but nopony in Ponyville had seen or heard from Vinyl Scratch since she had left town.

“What could be keeping Vinyl?” Octavia thought nervously to herself, as Luna’s moon rose into the night sky, then she gasped “What if something awful has happened to her? What if some ruffian attacked her, or what if she got food poisoning and had to go to the hospital?”

Before Octavia had more of a chance to worry about Vinyl Scratch’s whereabouts, the doorbell rang. Octavia breathed a sigh of relief, assuming that it was Vinyl coming home to tell her that the gig had lasted longer than expected, and that she had been delayed returning.

Upon opening the door, however, Octavia was horrified at the sight that greeted her eyes.

Neon Lights was holding Vinyl Scratch with one of his hooves, his black jacket ripped and torn in several places, his coat covered in dust and scratch marks. His shades were still alright, but they were the only part of him that appeared to have escaped harm.

Vinyl Scratch was even worse for wear, she had several cut, scratch, and bruise marks all over her body, a few of which had been hastily bandaged, but most of which remained open. Her beautiful white coat was dusty and dirty, and stained with smalls traces of blood. She could barely stand without wobbling about, hence why Neon Lights was holding onto her.

“Good gracious, you two are a mess!” Octavia exclaimed, and quickly escorted the two party ponies inside “What in Celestia’s name happened to you?!”

“The gig got rather out of hoof, and the crowd went berserk,” Neon Lights explained “I think they hit the cider too hard, and the strobe lights ticked them off. If it weren’t for the Manehattan police, I don’t know if we would’ve gotten out of that riot in one piece.”

“Is Vinyl going to be okay?” Octavia asked.

“She took most of the beatings for me, but the doctors said there was no lasting injuries,” Neon Lights replied “They did recommend that the two of us take it easy and rest for a couple of days. Knowing Vinyl, she’s not going to take that well.”

“You let me worry about my roommate, Mr. Lights,” Octavia said seriously “Do you need any help getting back to your home?”

“Thanks, but I’ll manage just fine on my own.” Neon Lights replied kindly, and slowly made his way out the door.

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The first thing Vinyl Scratch became aware of, once her senses returned to normal, was a faint crinkling sound coming from somewhere close.

As Vinyl moved about to try and discover the source, the crinkle became more audible. Looking down at her rump, Vinyl Scratch could see not only a thick white diaper taped to it, but also the most fillyish pink onesie, and matching pink booties.

Vinyl Scratch opened her mouth to call for Octavia, but all that came out of her mouth was a muffled “Octy”. It was then that VInyl Scratch noticed a pink pacifier was resting inside her mouth. She popped it out, only for it to dangle from her neck.

“What is going on?” Vinyl Scratch thought to herself “And why am I dressed up like a foal?”

“Ah, my baby girl is finally awake.” Octavia cooed, walking into the bedroom.

Vinyl Scratch finally took notice of where she was, and was shocked to find herself resting inside a giant crib filled with several stuffed animals. Near the crib was a changing table modified for a mare of Vinyl’s size, which included all the necessary changing supplies, and a huge stack of adult diapers folded and ready for use.

“Octy, what’s going on? What am I doing in this crib? Why am I wearing an onesie? Why did you diaper me?” Vinyl Scratch asked, shouting off questions a mile a minute.

“Aw, is my little baby girl cranky?” Octavia asked with a motherly smile “Perhaps she made a messy in her diaper?”

Vinyl Scratch was horrified, when Octavia unzipped her onesie and pulled down her diaper to check it. “Well, you’re still clean. That’s good.” Octavia said with a smile, pulling the diaper back up, and zipping the onesie closed.

“Octy!” Vinyl Scratch pouted.

“What is it, baby? Mommy’s here.” Octavia said sweetly.

“Why did you do this to me?” Vinyl Scratch demanded.

“I’ll tell you over breakfast, and goodness knows how much you need it,” Octavia replied, as she lowered the crib’s bar, and placed Vinyl Scratch on the ground.

Vinyl found it hard to move with the combined weight of her diaper, the onesie, and her booties. Yet, somehow, she managed. But, she was less than pleased to be placed into a highchair in the kitchen, while Octavia spoon fed her.

“You’ve been working so hard lately, and just look at what you’ve been doing to yourself,” Octavia explained, in between stuffing Vinyl Scratch’s face full of food “You’ve been going to be early in the morning, and sleeping in until Celestia’s sun is high in the sky. You’ve been stuffing your face full of junk food, leaving messes everywhere, and generally just being lazy. When Neon Lights told me about what happened to the two of you last night, I knew I needed to take action, otherwise you were going to go off and get yourself hurt again.”

“But you didn’t have to treat me like a foal!” Vinyl Scratch protested.

“Oh, we both know this is hardly any different from what you’ve already been doing,” Octavia replied with a knowing wink “You’ve been wearing diapers to many of your performances so you don’t have to take bathroom breaks, and you’ve been sucking on pacifiers to calm you down after those wild parties. Not to mention, your potty habits were atrocious. Did nopony bother to teach you how to properly use the toilet?”

“But Octy!” Vinyl Scratch pouted again.

“No buts about it, Vinyl,” Octavia said seriously “You just need to relax and let Mommy Octavia take care of everything for you. If you co-operate, this will only last until the doctors say your injuries have recovered.”

Scoliosis by SuperPinkbrony12

The Mane-iac could hardly believe her luck when the news reached her eyes. Humdrum, the Power Ponies ever faithful sidekick, was in the hospital, undergoing surgery to fix his scoliosis.

It was only a matter of asking the right individuals, to find out what hospital Humdrum was staying in, and when he would be recovering from the surgery.

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The Mane-iac tried her best to contain her urge to laugh wickedly. She had disguised herself as one of the nurses tending to Humdrum, and had infiltrated the hospital. “This is all too easy. Like taking candy from a baby.” she thought to herself.

Humdrum was on the third floor of the hospital, in room 371. And the best part was, he was completely alone. Even his Power Pony friends weren’t there to protect him, making him a sitting duck for The Mane-iac’s revenge.

“Humdrum will pay for foiling my plans too many times!” The Mane-iac thought to herself, as the elevator stopped with a ding, and the doors opened to the third floor.

Thanks to her disguise, nopony suspected anything, as The Mane-iac tip hoofed down the hall to Humdrum’s room. In only a matter of seconds, she reached her destination. It was time for her revenge.

But upon opening the door, The Mane-iac was surprised at the sight that lay before her.

There was Humdrum, laying in bed, reading a book. Around his butt, there was a medical diaper with a slightly yellow tint, indicating that he had wet it. But Humdrum seemed either unaware of what he’d just done, or didn’t care, and just continued to read his book.

The Mane-iac tried her best to maintain her composure. She hadn’t been expecting Humdrum to be like this. She expected him to be all down in the dumps, complaining about having nothing to do, and generally feeling miserable.

Yet, here he was, without a care in the world. Reading a book, while wearing and using a diaper as if he were just a foal.

“Perhaps, getting revenge on Humdrum now would be a bit much,” The Mane-iac thought to herself “He’s as helpless as a baby, but he doesn’t seem to care. I want to crush him when I know it will matter most.”

“Excuse me, nurse.” Humdrum called, interrupting The Mane-iac’s thoughts.

“Yes, Humdrum?” The Mane-iac asked, he didn’t seem to notice her in her disguise, or did he?

“My diaper needs to be changed, if you don’t mind.” Humdrum spoke up, before turning his attention back to his book.

“Change your diaper?” The Mane-iac asked.

“There should be a stash of medical diapers in the bathroom, along with some wipes, and a container of cornstarch foal powder. If you don’t mind, could you please do it before I get a diaper rash?” Humdrum explained.

“Uh, sure thing, Humdrum. Wait just a second.” The Mane-iac replied, and went into the bathroom. Sure enough, in a cabinet near the sink rested all the supplies that Humdrum had mentioned earlier.

“Is everything alright, nurse?” Humdrum asked.

“Everything is fine, just fine,” The Mane-iac reassured Humdrum, and she exited the bathroom with a diaper and the changing supplies. Rather than blow her cover, The Mane-iac reluctantly used her hooves to remove the old diaper, bale it up, and put it aside. Then, still using her hooves, The Mane-iac wiped Humdrum until his rear end was clean of urine. She then carefully slid a new diaper underneath him, sprinkled in some of the powder, and taped up the diaper. She then put the old diaper in the trash, and washed her hooves.

“Thank you.” Humdrum said, once the changing process was complete.

“Oh, I assure you, Humdrum, the pleasure was all mine.” The Mane-iac replied, and quickly left the room. Already, she was planning on using the information she obtained to plot her next scheme against The Power Ponies, and Humdrum.

“I wonder what The Mane-iac was doing here?” Humdrum thought to himself. He had suspected something was off when the nurse sounded so familiar, and when he had spotted a faint trace of a green mane tentacle, his suspicions were proven correct.

But why had The Mane-iac not attacked him while he was clearly vulnerable? Humdrum didn’t dwell on the matter for long, and went back to reading his book.

Mask by Diokno44

It was a warm summer night in Maretropolis. The city was quiet, thanks to the Power Ponies, as well as a few other heroes and heroines that had lent an appendage or two. Two of the Power Ponies, a muscular, if a bit clumsy, half-dragon, half-pony known as Humdrum, and his marefriend, the iridescent, beautiful, Radiance, were sitting on a rooftop.

A crinkle could be heard coming from Radiance. She was an Adult Foal, something she had picked up to relax, and she wore diapers anyways during long missions, such as steakouts. Or whenever she ate Masked Matter-Horn’s cooking. A genius in the lab, yet terrible when it came to cooking. A pacifier was dangled from a string around her neck.

“It’s such a beautiful night, isn’t it daddy?” Radiance smiled, running a hoof down his back. She nuzzled him, his warm scale/fur rubbed against her face. A faint crackling could be heard as she filled her diaper, moaning slightly.

“It sure is, my stinky gem.” Humdrum teased, rubbing the back of her diaper. “Well, how bout we get back to HQ, and get you changed,” He nibbled on her ear, “Before you scare all the criminals away with your smelly plot.”

Radiance lightly punched him in the shoulder, giggling. She stood up, and created a gem shaped platform in the air. She hopped on, the back of her costume, and her diaper, sagging. Humdrum joined her. “Of course Hummy.” She pecked him on the lips.

Locking hooves, the two soared back to Power Ponies HQ. The lights were on in Zapp’s room, and the faint outlines of her and Saddle Rager could be seen. They chuckled lightly, the two, especially Zapp, were as subtle as a brick house, on fire, that was playing “Old Macintosh” at max volume, while a band of soldiers were doing jumping jacks on the front lawn.

The touched down on the balcony of Radiance’s bedroom. She pushed the door open, revealing a fashionable nursery fit for an adult mare.

Radiance waddled to the changing table, Humdrum right behind her. She was gonna get changed, and then they were gonna have some playtime.

That was until the base’s crime detector went off, Dr. Bright and his gang were robbing the local bank. Groaning ,the two raced downstairs to meet up with their comrades.

Radiance’s stomach gurgled, Matter-Horn’s cooking wasn’t done with her yet. An idea came to mind ,why not use her soiled diaper against her foes.

She smirked as she waddled down the stairs next to her lover.

Escape by Daxn

Silver Fork sighed, his mind in turmoil at what he was going to do really soon, now that he had turned eighteen and, thus, legally an adult.

"Don't do it! You have too much to loose! Please!" A part of him pleaded, as he pulled out a rather large yellow disk with black words written with black felt pen and a red arrow attached to a simple spinning mechanism. "There must be another solution, there gotta be one!"

"Anarchist Party, Tribes of all the lands" Silver Fork declared to himself, putting the yellow disk in the center of his room decorated in antique furniture and some pieces of art "For too long, since the blissful end of my Childhood I have tolerated you and your interferences with my daily duties. Until not too long ago, I tried to find a compromise between the Balance Party; the Paedophiliac Cliquè; the Spiritual Party; the Worker's Party; the Party of Free Hormones and Whores, and you all. But, after longs fights, after endless treaties, I have reachd the conclusion that, if my body is nearly perfect as it is while my mind is a jumbled mess, and if the Tribes' will to fight will disappear after I will lose my physical perfection..."

Silver Fork felt his head fill up with barks, shrieks, pleads in languages he knew passingly and the occasional sound of a sword clashing against another sword or a shield.

"Then I shall damage myself. I have already took bad habits, like working hunchbacked, going out in the open at midday without sun lotion, looking extremely closely to what I read, and eat without moderation. Soon, I will have to fix them, and the healing process will leave scars... but I will want at least one permanent injury. One reminding others that I have something in my mind that can't or won't be fixed for technical or moral reasons."

Silver Fork's head filled even more with screams, this time desperate and angry. She felt her instincts, all of them, from hunger to bathroom needs, going off at once in the attempt to stop her from doing the act.

Silver Fork held his stomach with two hands, the rest of his mind trying to fight off the violent reaction of the tribes and the Anarchist Party.

"Just... one... spin..." he muttered, as he then pushed the arrow, sending it spinning around.

"Now, what will I be in the near future? An hunchback? A scoliotic? A legally blind man? Or will I be without a hand or a foot?" Silver Fork thought, in the attempt to demoralize part of his own mind.

"No, you fool! It's too risky, stop it!"

"You'll kill yourself and doom us all!"

"It will doom you all," Silver Fork's Balanced Party said, as the arrow kept spinning "Not us or our owner. You will be dust, and your memory cancelled, and he, and us, will escape from your boundaries."

Silver Fork cringed, as his body seemingly made him feel in need to gag, and as he released a tiny trickle of urine in his underpants. Knowing the reason, though, Silver Fork bit his lip and resisted the temptation to stop.

The arrow slowed down on a slice of the disk.

"Urinary Incontinence." Silver Fork read out loud "Very well. I shall get my urinary tract infected then."

As he said that, there was a loud, booming shriek of agony, combined with sounds of swords stabbing flesh.

"Ximicacan, ximicacan, ximicacan!" The Spiritual PArty shouted in a manner he hadn't done in years, as the stabbings increased "Join the Darkness where you belong to, worthless clods!"

Silver Fork curled up on the floor, biting his lip as his mind felt burning and tortured... until, all of the sudden, he felt his head getting lighter, as a big weight on his chest disappeared, thusly making himself aware pulsating heart for a brief moment.

Silver Fork took a deep breath and exhaled, then sat up. He looked straight in front of him, and smiled widely, tears coming out of his eyes.

"It's over... it's all over."

Silver Fork then started to list out all of the things that could cause an urinary tract infection, but also were discreet enough.

"Venereal diseases... extreme erotic foreplay..."

Twister by SuperPinkbrony12

Scootaloo felt nervous, well more nervous than she normally did while wearing her diapers. She really wasn’t sure how she felt about her mom inviting Featherweight over for a playdate.

Featherweight had kept his promise, and not told anypony about the fact that Scootaloo occasionally liked to wear diapers and be babied by her mom, Dizzy Twister. But inviting him over for a playdate made Scootaloo feel uneasy.

It wasn’t like Scootaloo had a crush on Featherweight, he was a good colt, but Scootaloo just didn’t feel anything for him besides friendship.

But the idea of having any of her friends or classmates over while she was in diapers made Scootaloo uncomfortable.

Dizzy Twister took notice of her daughter’s stressed look, and knew she needed to do something to calm her down. Fortunately, she had just the thing. She bent down to her daughter’s level and asked “Would you like me to get your Wonderbolts pacifier for you to suck on? That always calms you down.”

Scootaloo didn’t reply with words, she just nodded slightly. She was still sorting out her feelings for all of this ageplay stuff, and didn’t know how far she wanted to go with it.

Dizzy Twister left the room, and came back a few seconds later with a Wonderbolt’s pacifier. It was a sky blue in color, so it matched the diaper Scootaloo was wearing perfectly, and it had the famous stunt flyers printed in a cartoonish art style.

Scootaloo accepted the pacifier, and began to suckle on it lightly. A faint blush formed on her cheeks, as her mom cooed at how adorable she looked.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Dizzy Twister and Scootaloo were both certain they knew who it was.

“That must be Featherweight now.” Dizzy Twister said with a smile, and after making sure her daughter had taken the pacifier out of her mouth, she went over to the door and opened it.

Sure enough, there stood the light brown coated pegasus colt. And he seemed rather cheerful and friendly. “Hello, Miss. Twister. Is Scootaloo around?” he asked politely.

“She sure is, come on inside,” Dizzy Twister replied, and guided Featherweight inside before closing the door behind him “Thank you again for agreeing to be a playmate for my daughter. This has been a difficult time for her.”

“No problem, Miss. Twister. I’m really looking forward to trying out this ageplay,” Featherweight said eagerly “So, where’s Scootaloo now?”

Dizzy Twister just smiled and said to Featherweight “She should be upstairs in her room, it’s the third door down the hall. But before you go up there, we need to get you diapered. That’s okay with you, right?”

“Of course, I’m all for helping out a friend.” Featherweight replied.

“Good, just making sure.” Dizzy Twister replied, and she whipped out a changing mat and instructed Featherweight to lay down on it.

Featherweight eagerly obeyed, and that was when Dizzy Twister pulled out a sky blue diaper with white clouds printed all around to serve as wetness indicators.

“Now, hold still, Featherweight. I’m pretty good at diapering, but it’ll go much quicker if you don’t squirm around.” Dizzy Twister instructed in a kind tone of voice.

“Can do.” Featherweight promised, and true to his word he remained as still as a statue, while Dizzy Twister put the diaper on him and taped it up, then sprinkled in some foal powder.

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Scootaloo was in her room, resting in her makeshift crib while holding her Rainbow Dash plushie tightly for comfort.

Her heart began to race, as she heard the familiar sound of her bedroom door being opened. A few seconds, Featherweight strolled into the room, all diapered up and ready to play.

Scootaloo took a deep breath, this was it, there was no turning back now. Reluctantly, she climbed over the guardrails of her crib, and sat down on the floor with her poofy bottom, producing an audible crinkle. “So….. shall we play?” she asked Featherweight, after hesitating for a moment.

“I’m ready when you are.” Featherweight replied, as he inserted the Wonderbolts pacifier into Scootaloo’s mouth.

Dizzy Twister smiled, as she observed the scene from the doorway. Her little Scootaloo was playing with Featherweight, and both of them seemed to be enjoying themselves enormously.

“Featherweight really is a gentlecolt, Scootaloo is lucky to have him for a friend,” Dizzy Twister thought to herself “And Featherweight’s older brother is quite the stallion. I might just have to see if he’s available for a date, he’d make an excellent step-father for Scootaloo.”

Influenza by Diokno44

Rainbow sneezed, moaning as she lay in her and Fluttershy’s bed. The warm blankets did little to stop her chill. The cyan speedster had caught a cause of the feather flu. A Wonderbolts patterned diaper was wrapped around her flank. An empty bowl of chicken noodle soup lay at her side. “This sucks.” She mumbled to herself. She had crapped her diaper a few minutes ago, and while it felt really good to start, it soon grew to suck.

Fluttershy trotted in, a new diaper, changing supplies, and soup in her grasp. She was wearing a nurses outfit. “Hey Dashie.” She smiled, gently pulling the blankets off. Humming, she began wiping her marefriend down.

After sprinkling on powder, she taped up a new diaper, similar to the one that had been soiled. “Hungry?”

“After a dump like that? Starving.” Rainbow chuckled, sitting up. FLuttershy smiled, spooing some soup into a spoon. She drank the soup, the hot liquid running down her throat. She smiled, “Thanks, mommy.” she coughed.

Fluttershy nuzzled her, “Don’t worry sweetie, mommy Fluttershy will be here for you until you get better.” She scooped up some more soup, blew, and continued feeding Rainbow.

Takedown by SuperPinkbrony12

The rest of the Power Ponies didn’t have time to really notice the foul smell of manure coming from Radiance, they were too busy focusing on how they were going to stop Dr. Bright and his crew.

“We’ll worry about that when we get there!” Masked Matterhorn said seriously “Power Ponies, it’s time to Power Pony Up!”

“One of these days you’ve got to let me say it.” Mistress Marevelous grumbled, but did as she was told.

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“Hurry it up you foals!” Dr. Bright bellowed, barking out orders to his hench ponies “We have to get out of here before those meddling Power Ponies show up!” His goons continued loading priceless art and jewels into unmarked vans.

“Sorry Dr. Bright but you’re gonna find out that diamond is more breakable than the law!” Zapp yelled, grinning. She had a whole book of one-liners she always wanted to say.

“We’regonnaputyourlightsoutforgood!” Filly Second vowed. Her body buzzed with speed energy, as she rapidly punched two goons who had charged at her.

“You won’t stop me so easily!” Dr. Bright vowed, as he grabbed the last of the jewelry and art work, and hopped into the closest van he could find.

“He won’t get very far, I’ll see to that!” Radiance said seriously, and lit up her horn. She found it surprisingly hard to concentrate with a loaded diaper, but she managed to maintain enough mental control long enough to produce a thick chain. She chucked it at the van Dr. Bright was in, and the other end to Filly Second “Hurry and tie that to something secure before he gets away!” she ordered. Her stomach gurgled with Matterhorn’s cooking, she rubbed her stomach, not wanting to let it out so soon. Her diaper was starting to really fill up, and she feared another mess might cause it to leak.

Filly Second obeyed, and quickly tied the chain to a nearby lamppost. Masked Matterhorn then used her magic to freeze the chain in place, and prevent it from breaking under the strain of the van.

Zapp, Saddle Ranger, Filly Second, and Mistress Marevelous quickly dispatched the remaining goons, while Dr. Bright tried in vain to get the van to move.

“Good job, power ponies. We’ve saved the day once again.” Masked Matterhorn said with a smile.

“It’s not over yet! Dr. Bright’s making a run for it!” Humdrum shouted out, and sure enough, Dr. Bright had hopped out of the van, and was running down the street as fast as he could. He was yelling obscenities as he galloped down the street, sweating bullets.

“As the old saying goes: ‘He who fights and runs away, lives to fight another day’!” he said to himself.

“Filly Second, after him, now!” Masked Matterhorn instructed.

“I’ve got a better idea.” Radiance replied, and as she began to strip down to just her diaper, she used her magic to conjure up a giant slingshot. When the slingshot was ready, Radiance grunted and finally allowed the last of Masked Matterhorn’s cooking to exit her system, with a moan. She then removed the dirty diaper and placed it in the slingshot.

“Are you going to....” Saddle Ranger asked.

“Yes I am,” Radiance said with a giggle, as she pulled back the slingshot, and flung her dirty diaper threw the air “That should teach him that crime doesn’t pay.”

Dr. Bright continued to run, convinced he was going to make it to safety. But then, suddenly, he looked up, and was horrified at what he saw. A fully used adult diaper was hurtling straight towards him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape it.

“NO!” he shouted at the top of his lungs, before he was hit square in the face with the diaper, the massive weight combined with the stench proving to be powerful enough to knock him out cold.

“Well, I’ll be. I didn’t think you had it in you to do that.” Masked Matterhorn said to Radiance, the rest of the Power Ponies mouths hung open in shock.

“Thank your cooking, it did the dirty work.” Radiance chuckled at the pun,  before she was approached by Hum Drum, and the two of them walked away.

“Hey, my cooking isn’t that bad!” Masked Matterhorn replied, only for the other Power Ponies to chuckle and laugh.

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“There we go, Radiance. All nice and clean.” Hum Drum said, as he finished changing Radiance into a clean diaper.

“Thank you ever so much for getting me cleaned up, Hum Drum. You’re the greatest. daddy a filly could ask for” Radiance replied, and gave Hum Drum a kiss.

“Thanks sweetie.” Hum Drum returned the kiss, before he was pulled into the crib by his marefriend.

“Now, how bout we have some playtime?” Radiance smirked, her eyes mischievous and full of lust.

Tea by YZZY

Pound Cake was horrified, he never would’ve pooped in that tea cup if he’d known his sister was going to take it.

This was it, his secret was out, he was going to be discovered.

“Bad! Bad! Bad!” he said to himself over and over again, and began to panic. What could he do to stop his sister from drinking the cup, without telling her what was in it, and why it was there?

Pumpkin Cake played around with the tea cup, never once looking inside of it. She seemed completely unaware of her brother’s behavior.

That was, until Pound Cake suddenly started to spaz about uncontrollably. Clearly, something was not right.

“What wrong, Pound?” she asked, racing over to her brother.

“Tea cup filled with poop, don’t drink it! My fault! Not want to potty train!” Pound Cake babbled.

Pinkie Pie appeared a second later, and quickly shouted “Somepony call an ambulance, something’s wrong with Pound Cake!”

A store attendant quickly raced out the door to contact the hospital, leaving Pinkie Pie and Pumpkin Cake to deal with Pound Cake’s behavior.

Pumpkin Cake waddled over to the tea cup, and sure enough found it filled with her brother’s bodily wastes.

She presented it to Pinkie Pie, who, suspecting nothing simply said “Poor Pound Cake must’ve not wanted me to feel bad about having take him to a restroom, so he didn’t tell me he had to go potty, and used the tea cup instead.”

An ambulance arrived a few seconds later, and Pound Cake was wheeled off to the hospital, still squirming and crying like crazy. By now, his mind was starting to play tricks on him, subjecting him to all sorts of horrific images.

Milk by XXXX

Rumble was woken up by a slight shoulder shake.

"Wakey wake, Rumble," a voice that Rumble recognized as Flitter said "it's time to wake up now." Rumble, givign a couple of instictive suckels on his blue pacifier, rolled around rubbing his eyes open with his hooves covered in green cloth with wing and swirl patterns.

"Five minutes, please..." Rumble muttered behind his pacifier. However, Flitter ignored his request, lifted him up with her hooves and kissed his forehead, before bringing him to the changing table.

"Sorry, Rumble, but you gotta go to school," Flitter said, as she unzipped the zip of Rumble's footed sleeper, revealing the perfectly clear white diaper with star designs on it.

"Good boy! you didn't wet the bed!" Flitter said, patting Rumble's diaper, and making him blush, as he then squinted his eyes and, with a hiss, he made his diaper turn yellow and expand, in turn making Flitter giggle "Oh, nevermind. Guess oyu want to have breakfast in this diaper too, right?"

Rumble nodded, as he then sat up and waited for Flitter to button him back up and bring him to the kitchen. Which Flitter did, taking his diaper with a squish before buttoning up and humming as she carried him to the kitchen, where his custom-made high chair awaited. Flitter buckled Rumble in the highchair, before leaving Rumble to flail around and giggle like a little foal to go pick up the milk’s carton, a sippy cup and a baby bottle.

"Do you want your milk warm or cold? And sippy cup or bottle?"

"Warm, baba!" Rumble said with a hoof clap. Flitter nodded with a smile, as she unscrewed the baby bottle's top and poured the milk in, just before setting it inside the microwave.

Zoom by Diokno44

Fillysecond, in an uncharacteristically slow manner, hopped at a regular pace towards Radiance’s nursery. She had been curious about the Adult Foal lifestyle, and decided to try it out.

She wasn’t dressed in her crime fighting costume, instead opting for a light pink diaper with balloons on it and had a pacifier clipped around her neck. She zipped to the door, and knocked.

Radiance smiled, fixing her mane. She wore a dark purple onesie with a white trim. A diamond pattern completed the onesie. The telltale crinkle of her diaper, albeit muffled, could be heard. She opened the door, “Hello Fillysecond.” She smiled, stepping aside. “So, play date?”

“You bet, but I can only stay until 7:30 Radi.” Fillysecond said, zipping into the playpen, where she was soon joined by Radiance. The duo started building a tower of blocks. “I got a date date.”

Radiance’s eyebrow rose, as a small smile appeared on her face. “Oh, with Cheese Blaster?” She smirked, causing her friend to nod. Cheese Blaster had been, as the name implied, a cheese themed villain that had recently reformed, and had begun dating the speedy heroine. “Well, I wish you the best of luck.”

Suddenly, Filly’s stomach gurgled, causing her to groan. Radiance’s eyes widened, and her voice became squeaky. “Filly, please tell me you didn’t eat those burritos Matterhorn made.”

“I didn’t?” Fillysecond smiled sheepishly, as she let loose a wet fart, and a pressure on her plothole.

Sleepover by SuperPinkbrony12

Pokey Pierce knew only one thing at the moment, he had to stop Fobia before he hurt his cousin. It was bad enough she’d come over for a sleepover while her parents were on a business trip, he didn’t need Fobia creating another frightened pony like him!

He had his own demons, and he would overcome them on his own terms. And no creature of nightmares was going to change that!

Reacting quickly, Pokey Pierce let a deafening battle cry that shook the realms of the dreamscape to its core, destroying the creations Fobia had whipped up. He would thank Princess Luna for that later. Right now, his cousin needed help, and he was the only one could save her!

“Hang on, Straight Note, your cousin is on his way!” Pokey Pierce thought, as he followed Fobia through the portal she had left behind.

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Straight Note was terrified, as Fobia had strapped her down within a nightmare bathroom. Fobia had figured that, since Straight Note took such delight in being able to potty train, it was only natural to use her greatest achievement against her.

“You will soon learn why ponies feared me.” Fobia said with a smirk. But before she had a chance to do much of anything, there was a fearsome cry of anger that came from somewhere behind her.

“Fobia! You listen, and you listen good!” Pokey Pierce growled, as he slowly approached the monster that dared invade his cousin’s dreams “You leave my cousin alone, leave now, and never bother us again, or I’ll see to it that the only one with nightmares, is you!”

“And what are you going to do to stop me? Lest you forget, I know your deepest fears, and I can use them against you!” Fobia said in a threatening tone of voice.

“Do your worst, I won’t let you hurt my cousin any longer than you already have!” Pokey Pierce replied, as he drew closer and closer to Fobia.

Fobia fired off her nightmare magic, but it bounced off of Pokey Pierce without any sort of fanfare. She kept on trying, and the same thing kept happening.

“This is impossible! Everypony has fears! You cannot be afraid of nothing!” Fobia bellowed, as Pokey Pierce drew close.

“Everypony does have fears, but when we admit to our fears and face them, they can no longer control us! And neither can you!” Pokey Pierce growled, as he angrily grabbed Fobia “I have overcome my fears of what I would do, and now I’m going to see to it that nopony else has to suffer through what I have suffered!”

It was then that Fobia felt Pokey Pierce ram his horn through her body. Being made of mist, it didn’t hurt, but whenever Fobia sustained any sort of physical injury in the dreamscape, she lost all her powers, and was left unable to do much of anything.

“NO! THIS CANNOT BE! I HAVE BEEN DEFEATED!” she shouted at the top of her lungs, as she disappeared through another portal, never to be seen again with the Pierce family line.

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Pokey Pierce awoke to the sound of crying, and he was certain he knew at once what the source was.

He got up from his bed, walked down the hall a bit, and stopped in the guest bedroom. Sure enough, sitting up in the bed was Straight Note, her pull-up clearly wet and messy.

“I had an accident and couldn’t make it to the potty!” she said in between sobs.

Pokey Pierce knew at once what to do, he used his magic to pick up his cousin and gently set her down on a changing mat, all the while saying “It’s okay, everypony has accidents at least once while potty training. You couldn’t help it.” He then proceeded to change his cousin out of her dirty pull-up, wipe her clean, powder her, and put a fresh pull-up on her.

“Now then, we’ve both had some bad dreams. So whadya say we go downstairs and relax with some hot chocolate until you’re ready to go back to bed?” Pokey Pierce asked Straight Note.

“Hot chocolate sounds good.” Straight Note said, as Pokey Pierce dried her eyes.

As Pokey Pierce made the hot chocolate, he made a mental note to talk to Princess Luna about what she could to keep Fobia from re-entering either his or his cousin’s dreams.

Flu by glory

Fever, sweating, migraines, and shivers: the great concoction that is the flu. And currently Bon Bon was feeling the full brunt of it.

      She sat in her recliner watching the forest outside the window, her mane was tied into a bun and her nose was bright red from sneezing. A box of clean tissues sat on her cream belly as a pyramid of used ones cascaded from a trashcan that was nearby.

            Though the most distinct part of her look was a diaper, that was lightly tinted yellow from use while she had sat there dealing with her sickness. She had started wearing diapers at her roommate’s suggestion when she didn’t make it to the bathroom the last few times she had been sick.

       As she sat listening to the forest, the front door to her cottage opened up to reveal her roommate, Lyra Heartstrings, with her saddlebags bulging with supplies for Bon Bon, and groceries.

        "So how is my roommate doing?" Lyra asked, as she dropped her saddlebags on the floor and used her magic to pull out the diaper supplies she had in there, when she noticed Bon Bon's diaper was in need of a change.

       "Just great, Lyra, the flu is always such a wonderful thing to have, but a little better" Bonbon said with a hint of snark, as her cheeks turned a light red, as she noticed Lyra levitating the diaper supplies over.

        "So, looks like you need a change Bon Bon, how long have you been in this wet diaper" Lyra asked as she began to open the package of diapers and take one out as well as bring the foal powder and rash cream, just in case they needed it.

          "Not long Lyra, though a change does sound good." Bon Bon replied. At this lLra started untaping the used diaper and pulled it away. She then proceeded to thoroughly wipe her roommate’s diaper area before sliding a new diaper under her rump, and taping it up.

          "All better?" Lyra asked as she balled the dirty diaper and threw it away. When bonbon nodded in affirmation, Lyra levitated all the diaper supplies into the correct places."Ok now that that’s done, I’m going to make dinner, your favorite soup should help you feel better" she said as she walked into the kitchen.

       "Thank you Lyra!" Bon Bon shouted, as she got comfortable in her recliner again. Sometimes getting the flu wasn’t so bad.

Whip by YZZY

Cloudchaser was currently trying her hardest to ignore all the stares she was getting from random stallions.

Her sister, Flitter, had played a prank on her, and as a result, Cloudchaser was currently out and about while wearing a thick white diaper.

“You and your stupid pranks.” Cloudchaser grumbled to Flitter.

“Come on, you know you like it.” Flitter teased.

“Not when I’ve got all these annoying stallions looking at my padded butt like there’s no tomorrow!” Cloudchaser complained.

“Don’t worry, if any of them try to get close to you, I’ll scare them off.” Flitter promised.

“With what?” Cloudchaser asked.

“With this of course,” Flitter replied, forming a whip out of clouds “Any stallion tries to make a move on you, I’ll give ‘em a good smack with this.”

“Something tells me that’s going to end badly for the both of us.” Cloudchaser said with concern, but Flitter took no notice.

Pediatrician by SuperPinkbrony12

Apple Fritter Sr. sat in the doctor’s office with his son, Big Macintosh, who was currently sitting quietly in a corner. His sighs being the only sound coming from his mouth.

“It shouldn’t be long now.” Apple Fritter Sr. thought to himself, as he watched a young mare and her filly be called into the back.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door opened again, and a nurse called out “Big Macintosh, the doctor will see you now.”

Apple Fritter Sr. got up from his seat, picked up his infant son, and together the two of them headed through the door, and into the rooms for clinic patients.

After measuring Big Macintosh’s height and weight, and taking his temperature and blood pressure, the nurse led the little colt and his father into one of the patient rooms.

“So, what seems to be the problem?” the nurse asked Apple Fritter Sr., as Big Macintosh played with his diaper, lightly poking it and giggling at the crinkling sounds it made.

“It’s my son, Big Macintosh,” Apple Fritter Sr. explained “He hasn’t gone number 2 in his diapers for days, not even just a little. At first I didn’t mind it, seeing as I was getting sick of changing his messy diapers. But now I’m starting to think he’s constipated, and he won’t tell me. He barely says much of anything.”

“Have you tried potty training him?” the nurse asked, as she wrote down some notes “Perhaps, the reason he hasn’t pooped in his diapers, is because he’s finally developed the control he needs to do it in a toilet.”

“We thought that was the case, but the instant we tried to get him to use the bathroom he just responded with “Eenope.” and ran off. Not to mention, he’s still been wetting his diapers frequently, he just hasn’t been messing in them.” Apple Fritter Sr. told the nurse.

“Well, I’ll have to see what Dr. Deep Injection thinks, but more than likely you could easily clear up the blockage with some laxatives. Just a few small pinches should be enough to loosen up whatever’s stuck in there.” the nurse replied, before she left the room.

When Dr. Deep Injection entered the room a short time later, he asked Apple Fritter Sr. some of the same questions, as well asking him what Big Macintosh’s diet normally consisted of.

“My wife and I are apple farmers, so we’ve been mostly feeding him apple products. Applesauce, mashed up apples, you name it.” Apple Fritter Sr. explained.

“Hm, that’s normally the sort of diet that causes constipation, but not all the time. Has he been eating anything else?” Deep Injection asked.

“I think he’s been allowed to sample some of his mother’s cooking,” Apple Fritter Sr. replied, before it hit him “You don’t think that’s the cause of all this, do you?”

“Only one way to find out,” Deep Injection said seriously, as he mixed some laxatives into a baby bottle filled with apple juice, and then fed it to Big Macintosh “You might wanna hold your breath, this could get really stinky.”

As he said this, Big Macintosh began to grunt, and his face turned bright red, to the point where it was recognizable even with his red coat.

Carnival by glory

     "Oil Can, are you absolutely sure no one can see it?" Shifting Gear said, as she checked her dress for the umpteenth time that her diaper wasn't visible.

     "Yes, Gear, you're fine. If anyone does see, I think they will be polite enough to not say anything. That, and we came to this carnival to have fun and get you out of the house." Oil Can said. as he walked next to shifting gear his almost completely brown body and hair contrasting greatly with Shifting Gear’s turquoise body and sky blue mane and tail.

      "Ok. Oil Can, I can do this," Gear said as they walked ticket booth and bought their way into the carnival.

"So, since you dragged me here, what do you want to do first? How about the ferris wheel?" A smirk appeared on her face as Oil Can shuddered in fear.

      "Please no! Last time we went on that, I nearly fainted!" He said. looking down as they walked through the various stalls vending different items or showing games.

"Bloody heights." He muttered under his breath.

      "How about the tilt-a-whirl, we rode that since we were young," Gear said, as she pointed to the the giant spinning disc-shaped attraction that was tilting side to side as it spun.

Oil Can shrugged and nodded in the affirmative and they made their way over to ride.

     As they waited in line, Gear felt the need to pee. Instead of walking to the bathroom, she just went in her diaper. As she emptied her bladder, she felt her diaper grow in size a little as it absorbed it all.

When she was done, they reached the front of the line and she didn't want to get out of line so that Oil Can could change her so she just went in and took a place in the ride next to Oil Can.

     As the ride started up slow the air wasn't moving much, but as it picked up speed she started having trouble keeping her dress down and when the ride reached max speed, she couldn't hold it down anymore and her dress lifted up to expose her very wet diaper to the nineteen other ponies on the ride, including Oil Can. A dark blush flashed on her cheeks, as she still tried to pull her dress back down.

      When she and Oil Can exited the ride, she heard one of the foals that had been on the ride with them say to his mother

"That mare was wearing a diaper. I thought only foals worn diapers"

      "Shhhh, you dont say things like that about ponies, I’m sure there is a legitimate reason she wears them."

       Oil  Can went to her side and whispered into her ear

"How about we get you changed, before we continue?" she nodded and headed for the nearest bathroom.

Discovery by YZZY

It all started with a trail. Not just any trail, but a trail of foal powder. Pinkie Pie had noticed it while working in the kitchen, and being the curious mare that she was, she had taken it upon herself to investigate and discover the culprit responsible for such a trail.

She first assumed it was probably either Pound or Pumpkin Cake, no doubt Mr. Cake had overdone it on the powder.

But as Pinkie Pie followed the trail, she found that it led past the playpen The Cake Twins were currently in.

“That’s odd. If the powder isn’t coming from them, then where is it coming from?” Pinkie Pie thought to herself, and after making sure that neither of the twins needed a diaper change, she went back to work on figuring out where the trail of powder was coming from.

The trail led out of the kitchen, and up the stairs, and Pinkie Pie followed it every step of the way. As the trail led down the hall, Pinkie Pie could hear some unusual sounds.

“Mmm, oh my. Ah, that feels so good.” a voice called out.

Pinkie Pie followed the trail, and the sound of the voice, until they both stopped outside Mr. and Mrs. Cake’s bedroom.

“Could it be?” Pinkie Pie thought to herself, as she noticed that the door was unlocked. She knocked once, and the door opened further.

Reluctantly, Pinkie Pie pushed the door open all the way, and walked inside.

What she saw, made her blink and roll her eyes, surely she had just imagined such a thing. There was no way it could be real.

Yet, once she had finished blinking and rolling her eyes, Pinkie Pie saw the same sight she had seen when she first walked into the room.

There was Mrs. Cake, a pink pacifier dangling from her neck, a creamy yellow onesie lay discarded on the ground, leaving her standing before Pinkie Pie in nothing but a white diaper with cupcake prints on it.

“Mrs. Cake?” Pinkie Pie gasped, she could not believe what she was seeing. But it had to be true.

Mrs. Cake looked at Pinkie Pie, and simply smiled. “Oh, hello dear. I see you’ve discovered my little secret.”

“W-what’s going on, why are you wearing a diaper?” Pinkie Pie asked

“Oh Pinkie, I’ve been an adult foal for years. I was one even before I met Carrot Cake,” Mrs. Cake explained “We stopped our playtime together after Pound and Pumpkin Cake were born, but he said it was okay if I indulged a little on my own from time to time.”

“So, you’re the one that left the trail of powder?” Pinkie Pie asked.

Mrs. Cake nodded “Indeed, I loved the smell of it so much that I got a little bit carried away when applying it,” she then giggled “Speaking of powder, it would seem I had a bit of an accident in my diaper. Could you please change me?”

“Change your dirty diaper?” Pinkie Pie asked nervously.

“Of course, you’ve changed dozens of dirty diapers while taking care of Pound and Pumpkin Cake. This won’t be any different.” Mrs. Cake replied, as she sat down, squishing her diaper’s load.

“Except, I’ll be changing a grown pony that just pooped herself.” Pinkie Pie said nervously.

“Just think of it as changing a big baby, I’ll even hold still while you change me,” Mrs. Cake offered, and waddled over to her changing table “If you could please hurry, I would like to get changed before I get a diaper rash.”

Pinkie Pie sighed “Okay, I guess I can do that.” and she mentally prepared herself to change the poopy diaper of the mare that was like a second mother to her.

Burrito by Eu Vou!

Radiance said "Oh no," as Fili-Second started to mess in her diaper.

"Well, see you later, Fili-second!" Radiance shouted, as hse ran out and lcoked the door, leaving Fili-second there. Filisecond, before she coudl even tell it, suddenly felt her bowels evacuating, gettign absorbed by her diaper, until it broke, at which point, Filisecond realzied, to her her horro, that she was shitting an endless stream of poop, and that there seemed no forceo n Earth capable of stop it.

Fili-Second cried and cried, still shitting, her own poop getting at her chest at this point and her stream of warm mushy wastes showing no signs of stopping. She could not help it, and she didn't like it at all.

But her bowels still had still a lot to expel...

"Wait," Matter Horn said, shocked, as Fili-Second's casket was clsoed "Fili-second died by drowning in her own manure, and you didn't tell me that?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, she died because she ate your cooking and couldn't stop crapping..."

Heat by Diokno44

Spitfire whistled as she soared through the air. Her wings beat against the warm Haytonna sky. She stretched as the air brushed against her fiery mane. She saw the cool water below. She licked her lips. If only it wasn’t salt water, she would down it all to quench her dry throat. Summers on the beach were the hottest, next to ones in a desert.

“Well, time for a splashdown!” Spitfire grinned. She flew past the sandy part of the beach. She steeled her nerves, staring at the cool blue ocean. “Allon-Sy!” She dove towards the ocean, breaking through. She swam to the surface, gasping. “Alright!”

A minute into swimming, she found the water was warm. She shrugged, chalking it up the heat. Five minutes after, she began noticing the scent of ammonia. Spitfire looked around, finding the water had turned a golden color.

She awoke, finding her sheets damp. Spitfire pulled up the covers, finding a damp spot on her bed. Her diaper, the one she normally wore to bed, had leaked. “Ponyfeathers.” She grumbled, and collapsed back into her wet bed.

That was when there was a knock at her door.

Playpen by glory

  "Ok, Mrs.Cake let's get this over with." Pinkie Pie said, sighing as she pulled what she needed out and started changing Mrs.Cake's diaper.

      "Thank you, Pinkie Pie, this is great! I haven't done something like this in forever! And it feels so good! Maybe one day you might try it." Mrs.Cake said as Pinkie Pie finished taping up the new diaper.

       "Ok, all done," pinkie pie said as she moved away from the changing table so mrs cake could get down "so what is next?"

       "I want to play," Mrs.Cake said as she got down from the table, and moved toward a playpen set in this adult sized nursery where she sat down and started to play with the various foal toys that laid around in it

       "Ok, so I’m going to check on Pound and I'll be right back," she said as she quickly exited to check on the twins.

         After changing one of the twins’ diapers and playing with them for a little bit, she heard a cry from the other room. Sighing she got up to see what was wrong with Mrs.Cake. Upon approaching the door she found her laid on her back i. The play pen a couple of toys around with her diaper noticeably used.

       "Mrs.Cake are you ok?" Pinkie Pie said, as she got closer so she check on her more easily.

        "I’m fine," mrs.cake said shifting to look at Pinkie Pie,"I just want someone to play with, will you do it?"

Taint by SuperPinkbrony12

Arma Smussata was currently trying her best to keep her desires under control. Her son’s friend, Lex Populi, had come over for a visit, unaware of Smussata’s “attraction” towards foals.

Smussata knew that revealing her interest to Lex would likely result in trouble, both from Princess Celestia’s student, and her father, who was part of the Equestrian Parliament.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t fantasize about what she would do if she could act on her feelings on Lex’s tender body.

“Excuse me, Orvosti’s mom?” Lex Populi asked, raising a hoof.

“What is it, Lex?” Smussata said in reply, all the while maintaining an innocent smile, as she looked at the diaper concealed under Lex’s dress.

“I have to go potty.” Lex Populi said sheepishly. She was still getting the hang of learning to recognize the signs her body gave off, and telling a grown up before using a bathroom.

“There’s a bathroom just down the hall,” Smussata replied “Would you like me to show you the way?”

“No thank you, I’ll find it myself!” Lex Populi declined, and bolted away. It didn’t take her long to find the bathroom, and Smussata soon heard the sound of the bathroom door being locked, and a diaper being dropped down.

But, as Lex did her business, Smussata remembered something. Ever since she had started teaching her son how to really enjoy diapers, she had left her “tools” scattered around the bathroom when not in use.

She wasn’t sure how she would go about explaining what they were to Lex, without telling her the truth about their functions.

Smussata listened outside the door, but was unable to tell if Lex had found any of the items. Reluctantly, she knocked lightly on the bathroom door and asked “Is everything okay in there, Lex?”

“I’m fine, I need help wiping though.” Lex replied.

Smussata, breathing a sigh of relief, entered the bathroom. Lex Populi was currently sitting on the toilet, her diaper having been pulled down to her legs, which dangled slightly off of the edge.

“You’re such a good little filly,” Smussata said with intentionally overly cheerful enthusiasm “At this rate, you will soon be out of diapers for good.”

“I am a good filly,” Lex smiled, as Smussata wiped her plot clean. Then, she noticed a strange looking object resting on top of the toilet tank. “What is that thing?” she asked Smussata, pointing a hoof to it.

Smussata gulped, she had dreaded the possibility of this sort of thing. Thinking quickly she nervously said “It is a very special tool, one that only grown ups can use. It’s not for the likes of you to touch. And if you mention anything about it to anypony, you will be punished severely, understand?”

Lex Populi gulped “Yes, I understand.” It was obvious to her that whatever that strange looking object was, it was not something she was suppose to touch or talk about. Fortunately, for her innocence, she didn’t know why. For if she did, her foalhood would be forever tainted by the naughty acts of a mare.

Charge by YZZY

Masked Matterhorn was not having a good day at all. Her cooking had not only given Filli Second a disgusting new power, but it had also caused Matterhorn to soil herself into her suit.

It was only made worse when Radiance found out what had happened, and took it upon herself to take care of the problem.

“Why do I have to wear a diaper?” Masked Matterhorn asked, as she lay down on the changing table in Radiance’s nursery.

“Your cooking has quite the potent effects, and until it has exited your body, it’s best if you wear protection.” Radiance explained, as she diapered her fellow Power Pony member.

“But how am I supposed to wear this under my suit, let alone fight crime with it?” Masked Matterhorn asked, the bulky weight of her diaper while still fresh already felt like too much weight for her to move about in any way other than a ridiculous waddle, a waddle that Radiance found oh so cute.

“You can ask Filli Second that,” Radiance proposed with a chuckle “Since she discovered her new power, she’s been going all out with it.”

Just then, Radiance saw Filli Second charge, headed for the bathroom at Power Ponies HQ. “In fact, I think she’s just about to have some fun with her powers.”

Radiance and Masked Matterhorn entered the bathroom in time to see Filli Second raise the lid of the toilet and jump into the bowl.

“What are you doing in the toilet, Filli Second?” Masked Matterhorn asked.

“I’m going on a little trip, see you soon.” Filli Second replied, before she reached up to push down the toilet handle. Both Radiance and Masked Matterhorn watched, as Filli Second was flushed down the drain.

“How did she do that?” Masked Matterhorn asked Radiance.

“Apparently, her new manure powers give her the ability to travel via toilet whenever she wants,” Radiance explained with a chuckle “At this rate, I’m going to have to start charging the two of you for laundry. These suits aren’t easy to wash, and dry cleaning isn’t cheap you know.”

“But what about Filli Second? Will she be alright? Should we call somepony?” Masked Matterhorn asked.

“Oh, don’t worry. She’s been flushing herself quite a bit since she found out she could do it. She’ll pop back up in our toilet soon enough.” Radiance explained.

Detention by SuperPinkbrony12

Cheerilee’s diaper continued to leak, as she raced back to her home as fast as she could. “Note to self, don’t wait until you’re out of diapers to buy more next time.” she mentally scolded herself, as her red brick house finally came into view.

Racing into the house, Cheerilee shut the door behind her, placed her bags on the kitchen table, then took the diapers up to her bathroom to get changed. She would worry about cleaning up after the leaks, once she had gotten changed into a clean diaper.

Cheerilee raced upstairs, only to discover to her shock that somebody else was already in her bathroom.

Cheerilee groaned, how could she have forgotten that Principal Celestia was coming by for a visit?

Sure enough, the bathroom door opened, and out walked Principal Celestia in nothing but a bath towel.

“Hello, Cheerilee. Sorry if my visit took you by surprise, but you weren’t answering your phone,” Principal Celestia apologized, then she noticed Cheerilee’s soaked skirt and the trail of urine she had left behind “Do you need any help?”

“I just need to get changed out of this diaper, I’ve been wearing it for so long that it’s starting to leak.” Cheerilee complained.

“No worries, I’ll change you.” Principal Celestia offered, as she took Cheerilee into the bathroom, and set her down on an absorbent pad.

“Be quick about it, and don’t forget the powder, I don’t need a rash.” Cheerilee said seriously, as Principal Celestia removed her clothes, leaving the teacher in nothing but a heavily wet and messy diaper.

Principal Celestia untaped the diaper, and didn’t even flinch from the smell when it was opened, she merely tossed it into the trash as if it were nothing. She then wiped Cheerilee’s butt clean, powdered her, and put two new diapers on her. “This way, you won’t leak in case you have to go a long time without changes.” she explained.

“Thank you for your help, how can I ever repay you?” Cheerilee asked, as she took her soaked skirt down to the laundry room. This was hardly the first time this sort of thing had happened to her. She could still remember the time Principal Celestia had caught her in a bathroom stall in the teacher’s lounge, while she was changing out of a messy diaper.

“The manager of detention, Mr. Fancy Pants, just called in sick. I’d like you to take over for him, especially since some of the detention students are in your computer class.” Principal Celestia explained.

Cheerilee just sighed, she was certain that those students were none other than the trio of young rockstar wannabes called The Cutie Mark Crusaders, and the mean girls from drama class known as Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. The five students were frequently at each other’s throats.

“What are they in for this time?” Cheerilee asked with a sigh.

“Apparently, all five of them thought it would be a good idea to start a fight in the girls bathroom,” Principal Celestia said seriously “If Mr. Discord, the janitor, hadn’t broken up the fight when he did, I don’t think they would’ve stopped before they all got hurt.”

Cheerilee just sighed again “Well, they’re my students, I’d better see to it that they learn their lesson,” she said to Principal Celestia “But I swear, if even one of them pulls down my skirt, they’re going to wish they were never born.”

Wipe by DulciusEtDecorus

Lex Populi was woken up by a gentle rub on her shoulder.

"Wake up Lexy, it's time for us to go to Kindergarten," Twilight said, as she then moved the covers away, making Lex Populi shiver a little at the sudden temperature change.

"Um... 'kay Tiligh," Lex Populi muttered as she popped her pacifier out and rolled out of bed with a crinkle and a light squelch that made the little filly blush and look away.

"Um... I had accident," Lex Populi said. Twilight chuckled, as she opened the door.

"Then let's get all nice and cleaned up in the bathroom then!" Twilight said with a weary smile as she walked in the hallway, before heading to the bathroom. Lex waddled in her messy pull-up as she followed her honorary big sister to the bathroom, where Twilight opened the door, entered and locked the door.

"I will be really quick," Twilight said, before locking the door, leaving Lex Populi there, waiting for her to be done. As she waited, Lex Populi sat down with a squelch, trying her best to not pay attention to the embarrassing mushy feeling on her rear end.

As she waited for Twilight o be done in the bathroom and as she sat in her messy pull-up, a thought came to her. She thought about her having an accident in her pull-up, a messy one at that, and suckling on a pacifier to sleep.

Sure, she was having a nightmare, one where she was chased and then overwhelmed by a swarm of locusts. But sure she could have avoid to poop herself, and go back to sleep with the help of her paci. After all, big fillies didn't do that, they either cuddled with plushies or went back to bed full stop.

"Okay, I am done, you can come in Lexy."

Lex Populi looked up and saw Twilight, with her face still dripping of water, gesturing for her to come in, which Lex did immediately. Twilight grabbed some wet wipes, put them aside, then pulled down Lex Populi's dirty pull-up, quickly clearing her butt from poop. Lex Populi's legs twitched a little at the coldness of the wipes and the sensation caused by the wipes brushing against her lower parts.

"There," Twilight said, throwing the used wipes in the toilet once she was done cleaning "Do you want help in using the potty?"

Lex Populi nodded, as she climbed up on the toilet bowl, and then squinted her eyes, pushing until she got her pee start to flow into the toilet bowl with a tinkle. Once she realized that she had stopped peeing, Lex hopped down the toilet bowl.

"Good Lexy!" Twilight said with a smile and a clap, as she flushed the toilet and then grabbed the roll of toilet paper "Keep it up, and you'll be an even bigger filly soon!"

Lex Populi nodded with a smile, as Twilight's words made her remember what she wanted to ask to Twilight.

"Wait," Lex said, as Twilight dried off Lex's privates "but  I'm a little filly, if I use paci in bed and have accidents, right?"

Twilight threw the wipes inside the toilet, pausing silently, before letting out a hearty chuckle as she quickly washed her hooves for then pat Lex Populi's head.

"Silly Lexy, it's okay, accidents happen," She said, petting her head and thus making her blush a little "besides, while you'll need to abandon your paci sooner or later, there's no hurry in doing so."

Lex Populi looked up and smiled at her big sister, feeling reassured by Twilight's words.

"Really?"

"Really, Lexy," Twilight said, as she lifted Lex Populi with her magic on the sink and opened the tap to her wash her hooves "don't you worry about that."

Lex Populi giggled, as she then shook her front hooves to dry, and as she was helped off the sink by Twilight, who, after taking the can of powder,  lead Lex back in the bedroom.

Lex Populi, understanding immediately, hopped on the bed and let Twilight sprinkle powder onto her lower regions, and, leg by leg, slide a new, alphabet-themed pull-up over her waist.

"Good, let's take our smocks, let's have breakfast and we're good to go!" Twilight declared, as Lex quickly jumped off the bed and trotted behind Twilight.

Tarascan by YZZY

“Just what was that drug mix you smoked, Twilight?” Spike asked, as Twilight observed the state of Princess Celestia's throne room.

Twilight hung her head “It was from Tree Hugger, she said it came from a group of ponies belonging to a tribe called the Tarascan,” she admitted shamefully “It was suppose to help me unwind and mellow out, not make me go all hyper and act like some kind of animal.”

“Well, you’d better get to work on cleaning up your mess fast,” Spike said seriously “Princess Celestia would probably like her throne room to not be smelling like a sewer. And don’t forget, Princess Cadence is coming by. I don’t think she’s gonna be too happy to hear about what you, Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna got up to while she was away.”

At the mentioning of Princess Cadence, Twilight gasped in horror “Why didn’t you tell me that before I started smoking the drug mix?! I need to put on a diaper, or she’ll kill me!”

“Relax, she won’t be here for a couple of hours,” Spike told Twilight, handing her a mop and bucket “You can put on a diaper after you’ve cleaned up your mess. Though, if you ask me, you probably should’ve put one on before you smoked that drug mix, might have kept you from treating the throne room like it was your toilet or something.” And with that, he left the room to tend to the dignitaries, who were still complaining about the rather inappropriate behavior displayed by the youngest ruler of Equestria.

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Cleaning up the throne room proved to be very difficult for Twilight. She had to make several trips back and forth to the bathroom to flush away all the poop, as well as wash her hooves in the sink. The urine proved hard to wash out, and the blood stains even tougher than that. But somehow, Twilight managed. At last, after two incredibly long hours, Twilight was done. The throne room was spotless.

Spike returned shortly afterward with good news, the dignitaries were willing to overlook the drug induced antics of Princess Twilight Sparkle, as long as they got to be compensated for the time wasted by said antics.

That left Twilight, Princess Celestia, and Princes Luna to talk amongst themselves for a bit, as they waited for Princess Cadence to arrive. All three of them were wearing diapers (even though only Princess Celestia still had any need for them).

Twilight gulped, and blushed in embarrassment at the harsh glare she received from Princess Celestia. It was not unlike the look a teacher would give to a star student that had misbehaved. Princess Luna couldn’t help but snicker a bit.

“So, Twilight, it would seem Luna wasn’t the only one involved in spiking my tea with laxatives,” Princess Celestia began seriously “Did you really think you could keep your role in the prank a secret?”

“I-I’m sorry, Princess Celestia,” Twilight apologized “I thought it would be a harmless little joke. I didn’t think the laxatives would be so strong that they would make you poop yourself. They were only suppose to make you have to use the bathroom really badly.”

“That is the last time I order any such laxatives from that drugstore,” Princess Luna said angrily “If they had been given to a non alicorn pony, they could’ve caused serious bodily harm.”

“Speaking of which, how did you recover from that hystercopia you received from Princess Celestia and the guards?” Twilight asked.

“One of the perks of being connected to a solar body like the moon, it is extremely difficult for you to be injured in any permanent way.” Princess Luna explained.

“Getting back to the subject of laxatives,” Twilight said, as she reluctantly looked Princess Celestia in the eyes “I’m sorry for pranking you with them. You aren’t going to cut my uterus off, are you?”

“Of course not, and I’m not going to shrink you either.” Princess Celestia replied.

“You’re just lucky I found my way out of that toilet when I did,” Princess Luna said crossly “I never want to go through that disgusting experience ever again.”

“What are you two talking about?” Twilight asked Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.

“It’s a long story, Twilight. All you need to know, is that it ended with Luna and I agreeing to call things even between us,” Princess Celestia replied, quickly changing the subject “Speaking of even, I don’t think I need to get even with you. The embarrassment you endured from smoking that Tarascan Tribe drug mix was punishment enough if you ask me.”

Just then, the door to the throne room opened, and in walked Princess Cadence who looked rather unhappy. Spike had told her everything about what Twilight, Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna had done in their little “prank war”.

“What’s all this I’m hearing about drugs, laxatives, pranks, hystercopias, and shrinking?!” Princess Cadence asked crossly, as she looked at the three adult foals standing before her.

Twilight blushed bright red in embarrassment, Princess Celestia hung her head in shame, and Princess Luna tried her best not to look too guilty.

“It all started with Princess Luna and I pranking Princess Celestia, by spiking her tea with laxatives.” Twilight began.

“They made me poop myself, and then Twilight smoked a drug mix that caused her to make a mess of my throne room, and make Luna relieve herself on me,” Princess Celestia continued “So, after removing Luna’s uterus along with my guards, I ran an embarrassing photo of her from when we were toddlers.”

“She then had the nerve to use Discord to turn me into a foal, and then flush me down her bathroom toilet,” Princess Luna added “I lucked out, and managed to find my way into the toilet in Twilight’s bathroom while she was on her drug induced episode. After some pleading, Celestia fished me out of the bowl and turned me back to normal, and soon afterward, Twilight snapped out of her drug trance.”

“And I had to spend two hours cleaning up my stinky poop and pee,” Twilight finished “We’re all very sorry, Cadence.”

“You very well should be!” Princess Cadence scolded “Foals shouldn’t be messing around with laxatives or drugs, and they definitely do not potty all over the castle, or flush ponies down toilets! I just can’t leave you three alone for one weekend without you getting into trouble, can I?”

Nopony said anything, and the alicorn of love continued to discipline the other alicorns, since she was in charge of taking care of them. “You shall all be punished accordingly!” she added, and started with Twilight “Twilight, if you have any of that drug mix left, you’re giving it to me! And you’re not allowed to purchase anymore drugs from anypony!”

“Yes, Cadence. I understand. Spike already took the liberty of flushing away my drug mix.” Twilight said sadly.

“Good, I’m glad Spike had the common sense to get rid of that stuff after what it made you do,” Princess Cadence said seriously, then she turned to Princess Celestia “Celestia, you will not be allowed to have any cake while I’m around! It was your love of cake that made the laxatives so potent, even if they were really powerful! You also can’t talk to Discord for as long as you remain in your diaper!”

“I accept my fate.” Princess Celestia said glumly, and reluctantly nodded in approval.

Finally, Princess Cadence turned to Princess Luna “Luna. you’ve been the worst of the three! You started the prank war and bought the laxatives, and now you’ve made Celestia diaper dependent for at least the next few hours! That trip through the sewers was uncalled for, but that doesn’t mean you won’t be punished for what you did! You will not be allowed to drink anything but tea, even on your nightly duties! I’m also going to make sure every drugstore in Equestria knows not to sell any laxatives to you without my permission!”

Princess Cadence took a deep breath, before she turned to all three alicorns at once and said “All three of you are going to stay in your diapers for the rest of the weekend! The bathroom is off limits! If you need anything, come and get me!” And with that, Princess Cadence sent them off to bed (after changing Celestia into a fresh diaper, and making sure the other two alicorns didn’t need a diaper change of course). Then, she called for Spike.

“What can I do for you, Princess Cadence?” Spike asked “I promise I won’t let you down this time!”

Princess Cadence sighed, she really hated being forced to play the scolding parent for the three other alicorns in Equestria. “I will be retreating to my private suite, the foals are currently down for their afternoon nap. Can I count on you to watch over them, and come get me if they need something?”

“You’ve got nothing to worry about, with me on the job, those princesses will be sleeping like babies. Well, technically they’re already babies, but you know what I mean.” Spike replied, and went to the nursery to check on Twilight, Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna.

Princess Cadence sighed once again, she was looking forward to a nice hot bath, and a relaxing nap in her private suite. And she wasted no time in setting for the tower it was in.

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“Hey, Cadence, how were the babies?” Shining Armor asked, as Princess Cadence walked through the door of the private suite for the crystal couple. He was currently digging through his saddlebags, which were unusually heavy.

“They were troublesome and cheeky, as usual,” Princess Cadence replied, collapsing onto the bed “Oh, why must they always be so naughty? I hate having to scold them all the time.”

“Sounds like you had it rough out there,” Shining Armor said in a sympathetic tone of voice, and continued to dig through his saddlebags “Fortunately, I know just the thing to help you unwind.”

“You don’t mean-” Princess Cadence began.

“I do.” Shining Armor said with a smile, as he pulled out a diaper stylized to the highest detail, along with a changing mat, wet wipes, a canister of foal powder, several foal toys, and a hot pink pacifier. Ever since discovering Cadence’s bridal diaper during their official wedding in The Crystal Empire, Shining Armor had taken up the role of being Cadence’s daddy whenever she wanted to be a baby.

Not long afterwards, Princess Cadence had discovered that her aunts and her sister-in-law all liked to wear diapers and act like foals as well. But rather than reveal her secret to them and become their playmate, she had taken it upon herself to be their mommy. After all, all little ones needed either a mommy or daddy to look after them.

“What if Spike comes in and sees me like this?” Princess Cadence asked her husband, as she was powdered and diapered.

“Don’t worry, baby, you let daddy worry about that,” Shining Armor replied, and smiled as he inserted the pacifier into Cadence’s mouth “You just suck on your pacifier, and play with your toys. Daddy will get you a nice warm bottle of milk going.”

Glory by SuperPinkbrony12

The dark gray pegasus stallion stood upon the sands of the dream beach, awaiting Rumble’s decision. He thought the choice would be obvious, but it wasn’t up to him to decide what Rumble wanted to do.

Rumble looked at his green pacifier, light blue pull-up, and stuffed dog. All he had to do was either accept the mystery stallion’s offer, and throw them out, or decline the offer and continue to live his life as usual.

Even though he knew it was a dream, and that he wouldn’t stay asleep forever, Rumble found it hard to make up his mind about what he wanted to do.

He loved his pacifier, pull-ups, and stuffed dog, they helped him unwind and were an effective coping mechanism for this difficult time in his life.

But what the pegasus stallion had promised him sounded so tempting, and so inviting. He would be free to make his own decisions, and his parents would no longer be able to tell him what to do.

At last, Rumble made up his mind. He reluctantly turned to the pegasus stallion and said “I’m going to give up my things, I’m ready to leave them behind for good.”

At that, the pegasus stallion smiled “Good,” he said, and brought forth a golden sack which he then held firmly in his hooves “Place all three of the objects into this sack, once you do, I shall tie it shut and throw it away. When you wake up, you will dispose of the items in the trash, and never return to using them ever again. Hurry, the glory of your new age awaits you!”

Rumble grabbed his pacifier and stuffed dog, and removed his pull-up. He then made his way to the stallion and the sack, and prepared to throw them away.

But just as he was about to toss the first item, the green pacifier, memories began to return to him.

He could see all the happy memories he’d had with his parents, and his brother, Thunderlane. He could remember his parents buying the stuffed dog for him for one of his birthdays, Thunderlane comforting him for his bed wetting problem, while changing him out of a soaked pull-up not unlike the one he was currently wearing, and both his parents and Thunderlane letting him suck on the pacifier from time to time to calm down.

And those were only a few of the happy memories that came flooding back to Rumble in the blink of an eye. He loved those memories, and now this stallion wanted to get rid of the very items responsible for said memories. Well, that wasn’t going to happen!

Rumble turned, and walked away from the stallion, he had made his choice. “I’m not giving up these things! They’ve brought me happiness on a level you could never understand!”

“You fool!” the pegasus stallion bellowed “You don’t know what you are doing! Turn around now, and get rid of those items, your glory is at stake!”

“Glory, as you define it! Not as I define it!” Rumble said rebellious, and continued to walk away.

The pegasus stallion just shook his head “Well, you made your decision and you can’t take it back! But you’ll live to regret it for the rest of your life!” And with that, he vanished, and the dreamscape faded.

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“Rumble. Rumble. Wake up, sleepy head.” a familiar voice called to Rumble.

Rumble yawned, and opened a sleepy eye, then he spit out his pacifier in shock. Standing at the foot of his bed in the bright morning glow, was his big brother, Thunderlane.

“Big brother? What are you doing here?” Rumble asked.

“You’ve been asleep for a long time, Mom and Dad didn’t want you to miss breakfast,” Thunderlane explained “From the looks of things, you slept like a baby, in more ways than one.”

Rumble, still feeling very groggy, sat up in his bed to retrieve his pacifier. As he did so, he felt a squishy sensation in his lower regions, and sniffing the air, he became aware of a strong scent of manure. Rumble blushed.

“Looks like you pooped yourself in your sleep,” Thunderlane said with a smile, as he pulled back the bed sheets to reveal Rumble’s heavily used pull-up. The sky blue color was disturbed by a noticeable brown lump near the front. “It’s okay, everypony has accidents. Let’s get you changed. You can have a bath after breakfast.” And with that, Thunderlane helped his little brother to stand, and led him to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

Cream by XXXX

Cinnamon Sweets shrugged, as she then turned around towards the hallway.

"Follow me, I'm gonna put the rash cream on your skin," she said, as she gestured to Luna Gadget, who blushed and lowered her head as she followed her partner down the gray hallways of the base.

Cinnamon Sweets and Lunar Gadget walked down the hallway for around ten minutes, before reaching the closest bathroom. Cinnamon quickly unlocked the bathroom's door. She gestured and Luna Gadget followed inside, into the drab green bathroom with metal sink and metal toilet a few centimeters of distance between them, and a first-aid box covered in small scorch marks and dirt and with the handle replaced by a bottle cork.

Luna Gadget entered inside the bathroom proper and she lifted up her flank and put her head inside the toilet bowl, so to give Cinnamon Sweets an easier access to her blistering skin. Cinnamon Sweets opened the medical cabinet, revealing to be stocked full of any kind of first-aid supply it come in handy in such a place.

"Ah, good old minor chemical burns cream," she said, as she pulled out a green elongated tube with the product's name written in blue character, and with the top coloured likewise "I don't know how I would fare without you."

Luna Gadget grinned and nodded, trying her best to not dip any part of her face inside the toilet's water, as Cinnamon Sweets covered her right hoof in cream, and started to apply the slimy unguent over the sore and reddened skin of Lunar.

Lunar Gadget shivered a little, as the cream was applied all over her damaged parts up to her genitalia.

"There, I am done," Cinnamon Sweets said, as she opened the water tap and washed her hooves from the cream "Let's get a new diaper on you, then we'll talk about our plan."

Luna Gadget blushed and nodded, as she followed Cinnamon back to the room they came from.

Infection by SuperPinkbrony12

Dazzle Tiara was horrified when he learned that his best friend, Silver Fork, had been taken to the hospital. Apparently, he had intentionally injured himself with the intent of getting his urinary tract infected.

Dazzle Tiara knew Silver Fork had problems with these different “parties” in his mind, but he’d never thought Silver Fork would go so far as to cripple himself in some way to cure the problem.

Upon reaching the hospital Silver Fork was in, Dazzle Tiara heard the news he had hoped he wouldn’t hear. The doctors were unable to prevent the urinary tract injury Silver Fork had done to himself, he was completely urinary incontinent.

“Why? Why did he do it? Why didn’t he ask me how I would feel about this?” Dazzle Tiara thought to himself, as he angrily pounded the floor with his fists.

“He knew I knew about the ‘parties’ in his mind, he knew I cared about him. He knew others cared about him too. Did none of that matter to him?” Dazzle Tiara continued to think, as he made his way up to the room his friend was in. He was determined to give him a piece of his mind, and chew Silver Fork out for being so thick headed and inconsiderate.

Upon entering the room, Dazzle Tiara saw Silver Fork resting in bed, a medical diaper taped to his lower regions. All in all, there seemed to be almost no signs of any sort of intentional injury on Silver Fork’s part. An outsider would’ve been perfectly entitled to the line of thought, that Silver Fork had been struck by a car, or suffered a bad accident in a sport, that had damaged his bladder beyond the point of control.

But Dazzle Tiara knew the truth, and he was anything but happy about it.

“Why, Silver Fork?! Why did you do this to yourself?!” Dazzle Tiara shouted angrily, punctuating each sentence by stomping his feet “Look at the life you had going for you! Look at what you could’ve been! Look at what you had! Did none of that matter?! Did you really think I wouldn’t find out, or that I wouldn’t care?!”

Silver Fork was silent, as his friend continued to rant and rant. At last, when Dazzle Tiara had finished ranting, and had stopped to catch his breath, Silver Fork cleared his throat and spoke up “At least the parties in my mind have finally been defeated, all of them. If being unable to control my urine, and having to wear these medical diapers for the rest of my life is the price I must pay, then so be it!” As he finished saying those words, he released into his diaper, filling it up with his urine.

Dazzle Tiara only replied with “I swear I will never understand the logic behind your actions, Silver Fork.” And turned his head, and walked out of the hospital room. He did not wish to see his friend in his crippled state.

Sink by Eu Vou!

Inside, Rarity and Pinkie Pie saw Thunderlane huddling under the sink, his clothes a bit ratty, whispering to himself "Kurwa... that was really close."

Rarity tilted her head sideways, as Pinkie waved and greeted him loudly. Thunderlane quickly put his right index in front of his mouth.

"Sshh! Silence! I don't want to get caught!" Thunderlane said scared. Rarity put her right hand under her chin, her wet diaper getting uncomfortably wet but not enough to make her squirm around unpolitely.

"May I ask why?" Rarity asked, so to be sure about what Thunderlane was referring about "You look quite terrified..."

"Yeah, what's up?"

Thunderlane crawled away from the sink and got up, but still leaving his head hanging low, as he put his hands in the pockets of his coat.

"Rarity, it's about my secret... they found out."  He said, still sounding a bit scared but also a little saddened. Rarity quickly rushed towards him crinkling, putting her right arm around his shoulders, as Pinkie Pie looked sideways.

"What? What's the problem, Thunder?" Pinkie Pie asked, as Thunderlane's right hand twitched and Rarity basically embraced him.

"How did that happen?" Rarity asked, trying her best to sound warm and supportive, despite Thunderlane's illegal peculiarity "How did they find out?"

He blushed, as he rose his head, and Pinkie Pie shrugged.

"Well, guess Auntie Pinkie will change you later,"Pinkie Pie said, walking out of the bathroom quickly, leaving Rarity and Thunderlane alone, in turn making him sigh.

"See, I was just talking with some of my few friends about the little cousin of one of them, a pretty cute little girl,"

Rarity grinned and nodded, a bit nervous about the real meaning behind his words, considered his mental status.

"So, I said that she looked quite cute and that I wanted to snuggle with her in bed. Kinda realized too late what that meant to the others..." Thunderlane said, blushing even more "I didn't meant that way..."

"I can imagine..." Rarity said nervously, as she decided to try to drop that topic of conversation as quickly as possible, so to not start to have doubts about her liking again. Her diaper, with its coldness, gave her both a reminder and an opportunity "I'm sorry that it happened, I'm sure you didn't want to actually touch her. But now I should really get changed out of my diaper..."

Thunderlane recoiled a little, as Rarity quickly left for one of the stalls.

"Hey!" He said "Are you sure you can do it alone? Don't you want some help?"

Rarity entered in the stall, closing it behind her and saying "No, I can do that myself!" as she then dropped her skirt, before untaping her wet diaper away... and realizing that she had forgot everything outside the stall. Feeling uncomfortable with going around underwearless, even if covered by her skirt, Rarity bit her lip, as she called out.

"Sorry, I forgot the diaper bag there, you could please pass it to me, Thunderlane?” Rarity asked, speaking quickly and nervously. Thunderlane let out a chuckle, as a sound of crinkles came from outside.

"Silly wittle Wawity, little girls can't change themselves! Let daddy take care of it..." Thunderlane said, causing Rarity's heart to stop and her throat to feel filled up with a knot.

That was going to be terrifyingly embarrassing and scary...

Pipes by XXXX

Fancy Pants walked and walked atop of the brick catwalks that channelled the sewers' water to the purification plant. He, attempting to use his memory and his scarce knowledge about Canterlot's sewer system, walked for what looked like kilometers, never stopping, until he managed to get where he wanted to go.

"So," Fancy Pants said to himself, as he saw the ladder that lead to a manhole "this is, allegedly, the place where my birth house was. I hope that my mother will be more than understanding."

Fancy Pants then squatted, just before jumping forward, grabbing one of the ladder's steps. Fancy Pants gripped onto it with all his few strength, before slowly putting a hoof up to the next step, repeating the same gesture with his rear hoof and then pulling himself up.

"It will take me a lot of time," he muttered to himself "but I will get out of the sewers and the pipes eventually."

Fancy Pants, after some rather grueling efforts in climbing and opening the manhole, had fallen asleep just next to a public park just next his birth mansion.

Fancy Pants woke up smelling jasmine and talcum powder together, and felt that his coat fuzzy and somewhat wet all around. He fluttered his eyes open, and saw wooden birds and pegasi hanging by a red thread, sign that there was a mobile hanging just above him. Looking sideways, Fancy Pants could see white round wooden bars and a sky-blue mattress just underneath him.

"Good news, it looks like I am in my old crib and that I have been bathed while I was asleep," Fancy Pants whispered to himself, as the door creaked open "bad news, I am not sure where my past self is, if he has seen me and what has been his reaction."

"Good day, little colt! Did you sleep well?" A female voice that Fancy Pants recognized as his wet nurse’s spoke up warmly "I hope so, because you have a long day ahead of you!"

"I quite believe you, Ma'am Disciplined Raiser," Fancy Pants muttered to himself, as he was lifted out of the crib "oh, if I do."

Cut by SuperPinkbrony12

Coco Pommel was thrilled to receive a chance to be free from Suri Polomare, and run her own career in the fashion industry as a designer. After everything she had endured at the hooves of Suri, nopony could blame her for striking out on her own.

Of course, Coco never forgot about the wonderful mare she had to thank for giving her the chance in the first place. And despite living in an entirely different town, Rarity remained in constant contact with Coco. The two of them exchanged letters from time to time, largely just to find out what was going in the other’s life. Coco’s new career kept her very busy, even after “Hinny of The Hills” wrapped up its Bridleway performance, and the producer moved on to other works.

Eventually, with the blessing of said producer, Coco was given the chance to open her very own fashion shop, and she eagerly took charge of it. She didn’t land any big shot clients, but she didn’t mind. Tending to the everyday citizens of Manehattan, and the occasional custom orders from clients elsewhere in Equestria, gave Coco enough of a clientele to stay in business and make a good living.

But one day, Coco was surprised to receive a letter from her good friend Rarity, informing her of an important order that needed to be filled as soon as possible.

The order wasn’t anything really expensive or really fancy, but it was rather unusual. The client, who wished to remain anonymous according to Rarity’s letter, had requested some custom designed cloth diapers intended for adults. Rarity had graciously taken the liberty of obtaining the client’s measurements, and had provided them in the letter for Coco to reference. The letter ended with the suggestion that if Coco did well enough, the client might request more cloth diapers in the future, and that she intended to pay for them when they arrived.

Not one to say no to a potential new customer, Coco had agreed to do the order. The only problem was, she had never designed cloth diapers before, let alone diapers for adults.

Coco wanted to write to Rarity, and ask her for advice, but she decided against it. If she wanted to make her own way in the fashion industry, she couldn’t always rely on the help of others to get things done. She had to be willing to learn new skills, and take on new challenges if she wished to stay in business.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t still do some research on the subject. It took some asking around, but Coco managed to find books that contained the necessary information. After reading over them a couple of times, she decided that she was ready to begin the designing and creating process.

Designing the diapers was easy enough, Rarity had not only provided the client’s measurements, but had also included information about what the client liked. Using said information, it took Coco less than an hour to come up with a design that she was certain the customer would enjoy.

Making the diapers proved to be a bit harder. Coco had purchased many different types of cloth, and had a feeling that buying multiple rolls of each type would save her a lot of headaches. And she was right.

Several times, Coco had to discard the current cloth and start fresh, because of a mistake that she made. But she refused to give up. “Rarity and the client are counting on me, I have to keep on trying until I get it right!” she thought to herself.

At last, with one final cut from the scissors, Coco managed to finish the last of the cloth diapers. It had taken several hours of frustration and determination, but her hard work had payed off.

Now came the really hard part, Coco needed to test out the diapers in order to make sure they fit right, and could be used without any chance of rips, tears, or leaks.

Since she had yet to earn enough money to put ponykins in her workshop, Coco knew that a live model would have to be used instead. And as luck would have it, she matched the client’s measurements almost perfectly. Which meant, there was only one thing she had left to do.

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“Okay, let’s see if I’ve got everything I need to test out the diapers,” Coco said to herself, as she set her saddlebags and the pack of diapers on the floor of her workshop bathroom. She then pulled out a checklist, and began to read it outloud to herself “Wet wipes, check. Foal powder, check. Rash cream in case I need it, check. Changing mat, check. Extra diapers, check. Training potty with absorbent pad to catch any leaks from the diaper, check. And most importantly, air freshener, check.”

Putting her checklist away, Coco took one of the diapers out of the pack, then opened her saddlebags and took out both the container of foal powder, and the changing mat. She unfolded the changing mat, carefully positioned herself so that her rump would be completely covered by it, and lay down. She carefully unfolded the cloth diaper, slid it under her rump, and strapped it up so that it was nice and secure. She then stood up, opened the back of it, and shook the container of foal powder, working tufts of the substance into her diaper.

The diaper fit securely, and after walking around for a while, Coco was certain it wouldn’t rip or tear just from being put on and being worn. That just left the part Coco dreaded, testing how well it held up when used.

Constipation by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Fluttershy was laying on her green couch in her cottage, her rear and front hooves tied to each of the sofa's ends, while, on the table, there was was a pack of adult diapers, wipes, and four shiny tin bottles with a different streak of colour on each one bottle.

"C'mon Fluttershy, stand still, it's just some water!" Rainbow Dash complained, holding a small red liquid sack attached to a green thin tube "I promise it won't hurt!"

Fluttershy kept shivering and firmly setting her tail over her butthole, blushing hard and looking away from Rainbow Dash.

"I-I'm f-fine, really! I-I just need to eat more f-fibers..." Fluttershy said almost in a whisper, as she blushed even harder "P-please, d-don't put that i-into my b-b-butt... I-I am just c-constipated..."

"Fluttershy! You'll feel better, I've done it enough times with my little cousins to know!" Rainbow Dash said, as she moved Fluttershy's tail away, revealing her overly-squinted asshole "Reeeelllaaax, it won't hurt at all and it's for your good."

Fluttershy bit her lip, fluttered her wings rapidly and blushed even more strongly, as Rainbow Dash inserted the tube inside her butt, until it actually peeked into her bowels, at which point Rainbow Dash pressed onto the liquid-filled sack...

Fluttershy's embarrassment, as well as Rainbow Dash's, were at all-time high.

"Ohgosh, ohgosh, ohgosh! I'm so sorry! What will I do, what will I do? My life is ruined!" Rainbow Dash said, packing and eating her hoof nails off, as Fluttershy felt another bowel movement coming, releasing another stream of crap and and making it join the rather putrid and big mass of faeces already absorbed by Fluttershy's diaper, leading her to basically sit atop of a big, stinky, overly-brown beanbag of absorbed liquid poop. Each and every movement made by Fluttershy only resulted in a cacophony of smaller farts, squelches and squishes, along with a resurgence of the odour that inevitably came with them, in turn calling in flies and gnats to fly around the stinky and messy diaper.

Fluttershy muttered something, before farting and squealing again.

"Who am I gonna call? the doc? Twilight? Your mom? I don't know!" Rainbow Dash said, stopping short of eating the truly bony part of her front hooves "Oh gosh! Why am I so stupid? Why? Why? Why did I had to fix your constipation with that enema mix?"

"P-lease, D-Dash, c-change me! I-it's g-getting r-really i-icky..." Fluttershy squeaked again, her vocie now cracking, as more flies gathered "S-sorry, I-I'll e-eat l-less a-apples next time and m-more fibers..."

Rainbow Dash, with her front hooves almost devoid of hoof nails, started to fly around in circles around the house, wailing against herself and her stupidity, not quite listening to Fluttershy's pleas of help.

"Who will I call? How I'm going to fix this?" Rainbow Dash kept saying, until she froze, hovering still for a few seconds. Fluttershy sighed of relief, thinking that Rainbow Dash was finally going to change her monstrously-used diaper.

However, Rainbow Dash disappeared in cyan blur instead, leaving Fluttershy all alone with her unspeakably smelly diaper and the small insects flying all around her.

Steel by ZYYZ

Onyx was truly the best thing to ever happen to Rarity in her young life. He was a real gentlecolt, and the most well behaved foal in the history of foals. For the most part.

There were still times with Onyx behaved in a way that was to be expected from a foal, such as whenever he wanted a toy and Rarity wouldn’t get it for him, or when he was put down for a nap when he didn’t feel tired.

Rarity knew about Onyx’s “powers”, but after the one incident, she had assumed that Onyx had learned his lesson. And that he would never use his powers again.

Little did she know, that Onyx liked his powers, and wasn’t about to just give them up. He’d secretly found a way to use them, while keeping Rarity in the dark about it.

Such was the case, as Rarity was getting Onyx ready for his nap one day.

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Onyx was currently laying on the changing table in his bedroom, his old diaper had been removed and tossed into the trash. Rarity was currently cleaning up the mess he had made with some wet wipes.

“For such a little foal, you sure make big messes.” Rarity commented, as she wiped away the last of the mess, and put the wet wipes in the trash with a flick of her horn.

Onyx remained perfectly still, as a new diaper was pinned to him, and a generous amount of foal powder coated his nether regions. His adult mind still found it really awkward to be diapered and babied by one of the ponies he used to write about, but by now he’d accepted his new life in Equestria. And he couldn’t be happier, at least when he wasn’t going to the bathroom in his diaper.

After washing her hooves, Rarity lifted Onyx off the changing table, and placed him gently in his crib. She then kissed him on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, my little Onyx. Mommy will be back to check on you in a little while.” And after turning on the mobile in his crib, Rarity tip hoofed to the door, turned out the light, and then closed the door gently behind her.

Onyx waited for a minute, just to make sure that Rarity wasn’t going to come back into the room. She didn’t, the coast was clear.

Using his super strength, Onyx climbed out of his crib and landed on the ground, thanking the diaper for giving him a soft landing.

In the distance, Onyx’s super hearing altered him to the sound of somepony calling for help. The First National Bank of Ponyville was being robbed!

“This looks like a job for Super Stallion, The Stallion of Steel!” Onyx thought to himself, and quickly retrieved his red cape and blue vest.

Onyx was relieved that Rarity had left the window to his room open, to let in some fresh air. It would provide the perfect escape route for him. With his cape and vest tied securely to his foalish body, Onyx rose into the air, flying through the open window and out into the town of Ponyville itself.

“Have no fear, citizens of Ponyville! Super Stallion is on his way!” Onyx thought boldly, as he flew towards the bank. He wasn’t at all worried about the robbers, his super powers would protect him.

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Two unicorn stallions in black masks and black body suits were alternatively shouting orders to the bank teller, and the citizens of Ponyville unfortunate enough to be inside the bank at the moment.

“Just put all the money into this sack, and no one gets hurt!” the first stallion instructed the teller, holding out a massive sack with his magic.

“And don’t anypony think about calling the cops on us!” the other stallion threatened “Anypony tries to stop us, they’ll be sleeping with the fishes! And I mean that literally, not very pretty I assure you!”

“You’ll never get away with this!” Bon Bon protested.

“Oh yeah, and who’s gonna stop us?!” the second stallion asked.

Suddenly, the bank doors flung open, and into the room soared a foal clad in a red cape, and a blue vest with a yellow chest symbol depicting a bright red R in bold.

“It’s Super Stallion, he’s come to save us!” the citizens of Ponyville cheered.

“Is this some kind of joke? Some little foal is gonna stop us?” the second stallion chuckled “He ain’t even out of diapers yet! What’s he gonna do, drool on us?”

Super Stallion responded, by taking a deep breath, and then letting it out. The result was like a huge gust of wind had just swept into the bank, the stallion with the sack was blown into a nearby wall and was knocked out cold. The sack filled with money that he’d been holding onto, dropped open and was hastily grabbed by the bank teller.

But before Super Stallion could do anything to the second stallion, he was snatched up by the stallion’s magic and dragged along until he was right in the stallion’s face. “Bet you ain’t so tough without that cape and that vest!” the stallion said, and removed both items, leaving Super Stallion in nothing but a diaper.

Lucky for him, everypony in the bank had dove for cover when he unleashed his super breath. And therefore, not one of them was able to see him when his secret identity of Onyx was revealed.

“Didn’t your mama ever teach you any manners, sonny boy?” the masked stallion asked, Onyx didn’t reply “Apparently not, otherwise you’d know it ain’t polite to stick your nose into other ponies business! Guess I’ll have to teach you that lesson, the hard way!” The masked stallion used his magic to pull down Onyx’s diaper, and prepared to raise his hoof to spank Onyx silly.

But as he was about to do so, he saw an odd look on Onyx’s face. “What do you think you’re doing?!” he asked Onyx, who only responded by mumbling something in foal language, then giggled.

The masked stallion realized what Onyx was going to, and a look of horror crossed his face “Wait, you’re not going to-” but the rest of his sentence was cut off, as he was hit in the face by a golden shower. Onyx was peeing right onto him.

“Ew, ew, ew!” the masked stallion gagged, dropping Onyx, his diaper, and his costume on the floor, and running out of the bank in disgust. He didn’t stop running and shouting “Ew!” over and over again, until the police caught him a few blocks down the road from the bank.

Onyx quickly put his diaper back on, letting it soak up the traces of urine that clung to his coat and private parts. He then put his cape and vest back on, and took off.

“Super Stallion has saved the day once again!” Pinkie Pie cheered, as everypony emerged from hiding.

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Onyx quickly flew back to Carousel Boutique, Rarity was going to be coming into his room to check up on him at any moment, and she would freak out if she learned that he wasn’t in his crib.

Flying back in through the open window, Onyx took off his costume and put it away out of sight. He then flew back into his crib, and pretended to fall asleep.

What Rarity didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt her.

Guilt by SuperPinkbrony12

Rainbow Dash remained frozen, unable to say or do much of anything. She had trusted her girlfriend, Fluttershy, to stay quiet about her secret. And yet, now she was standing before both her girlfriend, and her little sister, in just a sky blue shirt, and a white diaper that was clearly used.

“Do you need any help, changing, Dashie?” Fluttershy asked. She rarely used that nickname on her girlfriend.

“N-n-no thanks, I can m-manage just fine t-thank you very much.” Rainbow Dash nervously replied, as she quickly dashed to the bathroom and shut the door.

“Rainbow Dash, it’s okay, Fluttershy told me about you wearing diapers,” Scootaloo called from the other side of the bathroom door “I’m going to be wearing them as well.”

“What? Why? Is something wrong with you?” Rainbow Dash asked, as the sound of crinkling and rustling plastic could be heard.

“Nothing’s wrong with her, Rainbow Dash, we just decided that she’s not ready for potty training just yet.” Fluttershy explained, as looked at Scootaloo’s padded bottom. The diaper was currently clean, though Fluttershy suspected it wouldn’t stay that way for much longer.

The bathroom door opened, and even though she had on neither a diaper or underpants, Rainbow Dash angrily grabbed Scootaloo, pulled down her pants and diaper, and sat her on the toilet. “Look, kid! Just because I’m wearing diapers, doesn’t mean you can just give up on your potty training! We spent months teaching you to pee and poop in the toilet!”

“But I like my diapers!” Scootaloo protested

“I don’t care, you’re going into Kindergarten soon. No Kindergarten I know still wears and uses diapers!” Rainbow Dash said angrily, as she went about putting a new diaper on herself, while listening for the sound of Scootaloo using the toilet.

Fluttershy walked into the bathroom, knowing that she would need to set everything right and explain the situation to Rainbow Dash. First and foremost, she allowed Scootaloo to hop off the toilet and put her diaper back on.

“Now, Rainbow Dash, you and I both know that Scootaloo isn’t going to just accept the ‘Do as I say, not as I do’ line of arguing,” Fluttershy said seriously “Besides, I don’t think your decision to potty train her as soon as possible was done entirely out of concern for her well being. You did it because you felt guilty, you slacked off on your potty training and didn’t get out of diapers until you were ten. So you thought if Scootaloo was potty trained sooner, and more strictly, she wouldn’t end up like you.”

“That’s easy for you to say, Fluttershy. You were the first in our class to graduate from diapers!” Rainbow Dash complained “You don’t know the agony I suffered from being such a slow learner! I couldn’t let Scootaloo go through the same thing!”

“But look at what happened!” Fluttershy went on “Despite your best efforts, Scootaloo’s body hasn’t yet developed to the point where she can be potty trained to the level you’d like her to be at. But she doesn’t mind it, it gives her the chance to decide for herself when she wants to be potty trained.”

“Yeah, and Fluttershy has found a Kindergarten class that will accept me for being a diaper wearer,” Scootaloo added “So, I’ve decided I’m going to enjoy being in diapers while I still can. And when my body is ready, I’ll gladly leave them behind and start learning how to potty like a big girl! If you’re going to tell me that you know when that time is, despite you being a diaper wearer yourself, then perhaps I’ll truly be better off with Fluttershy as a mommy.”

Rainbow Dash just sighed, and walked out of the bathroom. Fluttershy and Scootaloo made some very good points, and truth be told, she was feeling kind of guilty for making Scootaloo give up her diapers when she did.

That parenting magazine had said potty training your son or daughter as possible would make the process easier, and would guarantee they would be out of diapers long before they entered public school.

“Rainbow Dash, you and I both know that it shouldn’t matter whether or not Scootaloo ever wants to be potty trained. What she wants to do with her life is her business, and who are we to decide that we should force her into something when she’s not ready?” Fluttershy said, as she and Scootaloo sat on the couch with Rainbow Dash, taking up both sides.

Rainbow Dash, after thinking silently to herself for a bit, turned to Scootaloo and said to Scootaloo “You really wanna stop trying to use the toilet, and just go poop and pee in your diaper, don’t you?”

Scootaloo nodded “The doctors already said my body hasn’t quite developed enough control for me to be potty trained, so it’s not like it’s that big of a loss. Fluttershy is going to have me take some medicine that will help solve the problem, but at least until the doctors say I can start potty training again, can’t you at least let me stay in diapers?” As she finished saying this, she could feel her bladder emptying itself into her diaper.

“Whatever makes you happy, squirt,” Rainbow Dash said to Scootaloo “Guess we should get you changed. But make no mistake, as soon as the doctors say there’s nothing wrong with you, and that you have the control necessary, you’re leaving your diapers behind for good. No ifs, ands, or buts. You got lucky and won yourself a brief time out from your potty training, but it won’t last forever.”

“Whenever that time comes, I’m sure Scootaloo will be more than willing to cooperate, unlike last time.” Fluttershy said with a smile, as she saw Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo walk away hand in hand, their diapers crinkling softly with every step they took.

“I wonder if, now that Scootaloo is going to be in diapers for a while, Dashie will let me be her mommy again.” Fluttershy thought to herself. She and her girlfriend had roleplayed all the time before Scootaloo came along, and ever since then Fluttershy had been itching to try and start the roleplay sessions again.

Bomb by XXXX

Diamond Tiara smiled with glee, as she watched intently to the small sand-colored paper package she had set up next to Scootaloo's desk.

"Ready to enjoy the fireworks again Scootaloo, Noi?” Diamond Tiara asked, rubbing her hooves together and still watching the paper bag, as Noi crinkled to turn around towards Diamond tiara.

"Yeah! It was embarrassing to store my used diapers, but I'm sure it will worth it!" Noi said, just as Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Archer and the other members of the class walked inside. "So, how long 'til my diaper bomb goes off?

Diamond tiara looked up at the wall where the teacher's desk was located. The green clock hands signed that only five minutes had passed since they entered.

"That would be in roughly an hour," diamond tiara said, as Noi chuckled with glee, soon followed by Diamond Tiara.

Time passed. Noi had wet herself a couple of times already, but, thanks to her diaper's padding, she hadn't even noticed it until she shifted around and, even then, she knew that her diaper could hold on long enough for her to see her old diapers explode onto Scootaloo.

Noi looked up at the clock above Cheerlie's head.

"One minute to the explosion, if I understood correctly." Noi then snickered, as she kept on writing "She'll never see that coming."

"Scootaloo," Cheerilee said "Could you please read your essay?"

Scootaloo, as she stood up and looked down at her exercise book. Noi smiled, as she heard a small ticking noise growing stronger and stronger.

"I have been potty trained and stink-free, unlike a certain yellow filly, since I wa-"

There was a loud bang, followed by one, giant squelch and splatters, followed by general gagging and shrieks of disgust. Noi smiled widely and laugh,as she saw Scootaloo frantically trying to clean herself up from the sheer amount of used padding and poop that had hit her, and by the nauseated reaction of Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.

Montezuma by YZZY

Daring Do had been on many adventures, and had been in several situations where she came close to death.

But nothing quite compared to this. She was currently strapped to a giant stone changing table atop a pyramid, a diaper taped to her bottom for personal reasons.

Meanwhile, Ahuizotl stood close by with several of the tribe members that had aided him on several confrontations with Daring Do in the past. This time was going to be different, he could feel it.

“Is everything ready?” Ahuizotl asked the chief priest.

The chief priest was clad in a red robe and hat with yellow trim, and held a golden scepter in his right hand. Said scepter had been the artifact Daring Do had been tasked with retrieving. But one zap had been enough to immobilize her, leaving her at the mercy of her sworn enemy, Ahuizotl.

“Yes, we are ready to begin the ritual,” the chief priest replied “All I require now is a sample from the one on the table.”

“That will not be a problem.” Ahuizotl said with a fiendish smile, as he saw that Daring Do had wet herself in fright.

“This is your last chance to surrender, Ahuizotl.” Daring Do complained, struggling in vain against the restraints on the changing table. All she could do was squirm and kick her legs, as Ahuizotl removed her wet diaper, then changed her into a clean one.

“Hope you enjoyed that diaper change, it’s your last, Daring Do,” Ahuizotl smirked “In a matter of moments, it’ll all be over.” And he gave the wet diaper to the chief priest.

“Is the tribute ready for sacrifice?” the chief priest asked Ahuizotl “Montezuma requires an offer for these sort of things.”

“It has already been taken care of. The tribute shall be offered up at your command.” Ahuizotl told the chief priest, as he turned around to reveal an old horse tied up on a post with a rope. The horse was the sacrifice.

“Good, let the ritual commence at once!” the chief priest ordered, as the horse was untethered, and brought up to the alter.

Daring Do could only watch in horror and amazement, at what took place. The chief priest began to chant something in a foreign language, Daring Do loosely interpreted it as “Oh holy Montezuma, please accept this generous offering and bestow your righteous power on the one who deserves it!”

There was a clap of thunder, and the horse disappeared in a poof of smoke, as did as the diaper. Daring Do shut her eyes.

“Did it work? Has Montezuma been pleased?” Ahuizotl asked the chief priest.

“There is only one way we can be certain, it is time to bring out the throne!” the chief priest instructed, and clapped his hands. A small hole appeared in the pyramid, and through it rose a big, white, toilet.

Before Daring Do had much of a chance to say anything, she was unstrapped from the changing table, and carried to the toilet. Upon reaching it, her diaper was removed, and she was placed onto the seat.

“Now then, Daring Do. I trust you are ready to begin your potty training, correct?” Ahuizotl asked with a smirk.

Daring Do just sighed. When she had been told Ahuizotl was the only one willing to teach her how to use a toilet, she had not imagined it would involve all of this ancient mexica stuff.

Regiment by SuperPinkbrony12

Spitfire gulped, whoever was on the other end of the door, was likely to walk in on her with damp bed sheets and a soaking wet diaper. As Captain of The Wonderbolts, Spitfire had a reputation to keep up, one that she couldn’t afford to have compromised.

But when Spitfire did not answer, the knock on her door did not fade. It only continued, until at last the pony who had been knocking gave up. Spitfire breathed a sigh of relief, but it soon turned out that the sigh had been premature.

The door knob turned, and the door opened. Into the room strode Soarin, Co-Captain of The Wonderbolts, and Spitfire’s childhood friend, all dressed up in his Wonderbolts flight suit. That just made things worse for Spitfire, out of all the ponies she would’ve wanted to expose her secret to, Soarin was at the very bottom of the list.

“Hey, Captain, you awake yet? Regimental training starts in about an hour.” Soarin called, as he walked towards Spitfire’s bed. As he did so, a rather powerful odor assaulted his nostrils, it smelled like dried up urine.

“I’m up, now go away, I’m getting dressed!” Spitfire replied, her voice muffled beneath the bed sheets. She didn’t want to expose her secret to Soarin if she could help it.

“Captain, what’s that smell? It smells really bad.” Soarin complained, as he drew closer to the bed sheets. When he did, he discovered the source of the smell. A noticeable damp spot could be seen, and it had spread to some of the sheets. Without hesitation, or permission, Soarin pulled back the sheets to reveal Spitfire in nothing but a wet diaper.

Spitfire tried her best to maintain her composure, even as she sat before her childhood friend and fellow Wonderbolt with a wet diaper and soaked bed sheets. “This… isn’t what it looks.” she said weakly. She knew the argument wouldn’t hold up, and prepared herself for an endless barrage of taunts and jeers from Soarin.

But to Spitfire’s surprise, Soarin didn’t tease or make fun of her at all. He simply said with an innocent smile “It’s okay, Spitfire. Everypony wets the bed once in a great while. But we’d better get you into a fresh diaper, your current one looks like it’s about to burst.” And Soarin wasn’t kidding, practically every inch of Spitfire’s diaper was covered in pee, and it was sagging quite noticeably.

Spitfire tried to say something in response, but she still felt a bit groggy, and was too embarrassed to speak about her bedwetting problem. All she could do, was hang her head in shame, as Soarin lifted her off of her bed. He quickly baled up the wet sheets and put them on the ground to take to the laundromat at Wonderbolts HQ.

With that done, Soarin guided Spitfire into the bathroom, and sat her down on a used towel, her diaper giving off an unpleasant squish.

“You must’ve drank a lot last night to soak your diaper like that,” Soarin commented to Spitfire, as he searched through the cabinets both above and below the sink “It’s a good thing the trash goes out today.” A few seconds later, he managed to retrieve some wet wipes, foal powder, rash cream, and a new diaper.

“The cream’s more of a precaution than anything else, can’t have you giving orders to the regiments when you’re distracted by a diaper rash.” Soarin explained, as he untaped Spitfire’s soggy diaper, and effortlessly tossed it into the trash can next to the toilet. He proceeded to wipe Spitfire clean of urine, powder her butt with a generous amount of foal powder, and then slide the new diaper underneath her.

“Thank you for doing this, Soarin,” Spitfire said, as she was taped up, then a thought struck her “You aren’t gonna tell anypony about my secret, are you?”

“Nah, I wouldn’t do such a thing. Besides, who would believe me if I told them?” Soarin replied, as he washed his hooves in the bathroom sink. He then picked up the wet bed sheets he had baled up earlier. “I’m gonna get these washed for you, you can thank me later. Just make sure not to make a habit of this.”

Spitfire breathed a much needed sigh of relief, as Soarin left her room. Her secret was safe, though she wondered why Soarin hadn’t been bothered by it.

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Soarin wasted no time in getting to the laundromat, and once Spitfire’s sheets were in the washer, he headed back to his room.

He’d been wearing a very messy diaper since he had woken up, as a result of the delicious apple pie he’d sampled the night before. And now he needed to get changed. He was just relieved that the absorbent filters in his diaper had blocked out the smell.

Fireworks by anon

"You did what to my diaper stash?" Applejack roared, as she watched the shreds of padding and cloth raining from the sky, alongside some sooth and undestroyed pieces of rocket.

"Sorry sis, we thought they were leftovers of when you were a fi-" Apple Bloom said, her ears lowered as she looked at the ground, as Scootaloo nearby run away giggling.

"Now you're a grown-up, Jackie!" She shouted, as she gallopped away onto the dirt path of the orchards. Applejack glared towards Apple Bloom, making the yellow filly shiver, seat coldy and curl up terrified.

"I'm sure Rainbow Dash will be happy to hear you exploded our diaper stash!" Applejack shouted towards Scootaloo, who however was too far away to hear her.

"Now, AB, you're going to pay back it all, and absolutely no exits outside this house unless it's for school or work for a month. Understood?"

Apple Bloom's shivering stopped, as she nodded sadly and walked back in the barn, the flakes of diaper padding still raining like a melodramatic rain onto her.

"Well now," Applejack said, as she shrugged off the charred remains of the onesies and pacifiers and diapers "Let's get this stuff cleaned up, before Big Mac or Granny ask what is this and what happened."

Cameretta by SuperPinkbrony12

Pinkie Pie quickly changed Mrs. Cake into a clean diaper, before she considered her next option. “I want to play with you, Mrs. Cake,” she said nervously “But what am I suppose to do with Pound and Pumpkin Cake, I can’t just leave them unattended, and Mr. Cake isn’t going to be home for a while.”

Mrs. Cake giggled at Pinkie Pie’s silly question, she had an obvious answer for it “Just bring them up here and set them in the playpen. We can all play together.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? I mean, you are their mommy. What will they think of you acting like this?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“Oh, relax, they might find it a bit weird to see such a big baby, but I don’t think they’ll mind too much. They won’t be ready for potty training for a long time, by which point they’ll probably forget all about my secret,” Mrs. Cake explained with a smile “So, what are you waiting for? Put on a diaper, and go fetch my children.”

Pinkie Pie obeyed. Having plenty of experience with diapering The Cake Twins, it took her very little time to put a diaper on herself. She then headed downstairs, where Pound and Pumpkin Cake were happily playing with their toys.

“Okay, you two. Change of plans,” Pinkie Pie said, as she scooped them into her arms “There’s somepony upstairs that would like to play with you. Don’t worry, I’ll be there too.” And she carried Pound and Pumpkin Cake up to the same bedroom Mrs. Cake was in.

After carefully putting the twins into the giant playpen, and taking a moment to see how they reacted to the sight of their mother in a diaper, Pinkie Pie climbed into the playpen as well. “Okay, Mrs. Cake. Let’s play.”

“Thank you so much for doing this, Pinkie Pie! I haven’t had this much fun in years!” Mrs. Cake said happily, as she embraced Pinkie Pie in a hug.

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At first, Pinkie Pie found it a bit hard to get used to wearing a diaper, and playing with an adult who was also wearing a diaper.

But as time passed, and she saw that neither Pound or Pumpkin Cake were bothered by it, Pinkie Pie grew to enjoy the experience. It felt surprisingly nice to just play in a confined space, without any worries or concerns what-so-ever.

Even the occasional diaper change wasn’t bad, though Pinkie Pie found it really weird to be the one getting changed, instead of it being the other way around.

“Heads up, Pinkie, the ball’s coming your way!” Mrs. Cake shouted playfully, as she tossed a bright colored rubber ball to Pinkie Pie. She then popped her pink pacifier back into her mouth, and sucked on it. She had put her onesie back on some time ago.

Pinkie Pie caught the ball with her hooves, which was harder than it should be due to her diaper, and the frosting blue onesie that she had on. She then tossed it to Pound Cake, who tossed it to Pumpkin Cake, who tossed it to Mrs. Cake, who then tossed it back to Pound Cake.

As Pinkie Pie waited for the ball to come to her, she found herself enjoying the rhythmic sucking of her orange pacifier. It seemed to have a soothing effect, making her feel more relaxed the longer the pacifier was in her mouth. No wonder Mrs. Cake liked being an adult foal so much.

“Ah, so this is where you’ve been all this time.” a familiar voice suddenly called out, interrupting the play time.

Mrs. Cake removed her pink pacifier, just as Pinkie Pie’s orange pacifier popped out in shock and surprise. “Why, hello, honey bun. I didn’t hear you come in.” Mrs. Cake said with a friendly smile, identifying the stallion as Mr. Cake.

Mr. Cake maintained a look of seriousness, but one that showed he wasn’t mad or upset by what he saw. “I see you’ve found some new playmates, isn’t that right, sugar plum?” he asked his wife.

Mrs. Cake nodded “Pinkie Pie and the twins have been so wonderful as playmates. I’ve had so much fun!” she said cheerfully.

“Well, perhaps, next time you shouldn’t go so overboard with the foal powder. It’s not easy to clean up,” Mr. Cake scolded, then he turned his attention to Pinkie Pie “I see you’ve discovered an interest in ageplay as well. Then again, I’m not surprised, you’ve always been so playfully and energetic.”

“Why don’t you join us, dear? We haven’t done anything as a family with both the twins, and Pinkie Pie.” Mrs. Cake offered.

Mr. Cake was silent for a moment, as he eyed the occupants of the playpen, the various items scattered around the room, and the window that offered a view of the world outside. Then, he said with a smile “Oh, what the heck? I’ve got nothing else to do. And after that massive baking order, I really need something to help me unwind.”

As Mr. Cake diapered and powdered himself (as well as helped himself to one of the pacifiers and onesies), and climbed into the playpen, Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but reflect on the day she was having. All in all, today was going to be a day she wouldn’t forget, for several reasons.

Daddy by Daxn

Flameboy thought about what he wanted to do next for a bit, scratching his chin and darting his eyes around. He wasn't feeling quite sure about what he wanted, whether play or watch some cartoon with his daddy, since he liked both prospects.

"Dè," Appiano said, as he unbuckled Flameboy and helped him off the highchair, setting him on the ground "want to watch some television with your daddy?"

Flameboy quickly nodded, clapping his hands widely and jolting around a bit, which made appiano chuckle and pat Flameboy's head.

"Dè, your wishes are orders, baby!" Appiano said, as he helped flameboy to stand up and escorted him to the living room. The living room was quite modest, compared to the usual style of Appiano's family, as it only had a green sofa and a flatscreen Tv inserted into a niche in the wall just next to a fireplace. Appiano lifted Flameboy up and put him on the sofa, at which point Flameboy curled up, remembering about something.

"Can I place have my paci?" Flameboy asked, as he remained on his back,his knees onto his chest and his arms limply flailing around. Appiano nodded, sped off and returned not even a minute later with the green pacifier in his right hand.

"Dè, take it, Shy-shy," he said and Flameboy immediately did, setting the pacifier in his mouth and suckling it quickly and gladly, giggling all the way.

"Fank yoo!"

"No problem, bimbo mio" Appiano said, as he turned the TV and grabbed the remote, typing in the channel's number in, before sitting next to Flameboy.

Flameboy squirmed his way towards Appiano, before resting his head on Appian's lap, suckling on his pacifier slowly, as the TV screen showed  a veritable explosion of colours, accompanied by a cheery song whose lyrics, save for the "Falalalán" refrain  were unknown to Flameboy.

Guess that only improves the immersion, Flameboy thought, smiling while he watched the screen showing a slideshow of the characters, which were either hummingbirds or parrots with extremely bright colours, striking a pose that was, supposedly, a snapshot of their personality.

Oh, this looks real good! Rarity has mentioned a few times as a great and funny silly show, with lots of non kid fans. I wonder if it's really any good... Flameboy thought, as his "daddy" stroke his hair and as he watched the show actually starting.

Acccusation by SuperPinkbrony12

“Why you fire Swirly Sweet? She nice.” Rainbow Dash asked her father, as he waited for Swirly Sweet to arrive.

“She’s gotten our little Dashie to start using the toilet,” Rainbow Dash’s mother chimed in “Without her, I don’t know if Rainbow Dash would’ve ever been potty trained.”

“It’s what she did to train Rainbow Dash that has me so worried.” Rainbow Dash’s father replied, as there came a knock on the door.

When the door was opened, Swirly Sweet walked in. “Hello, Rainbow Dash. Have you been a good filly?” she asked.

Rainbow Dash nodded “Yeah, I make sure toilet monster never come back. Toilet not so scary now that toilet monster gone.” she boasted.

Swirly Sweet smiled, at this rate, Rainbow Dash was going to be out of pull-ups much faster than the time it had taken for her to get out of diapers.

Rainbow Dash’s father spoke up and cleared his throat. He turned to his wife, and to Rainbow Dash and said “There’s something Swirly Sweet and I would like to discuss, alone!” The two pegasi then went upstairs, while Rainbow Dash and her mother were left to wonder just what was going on.

Swirly Sweet was quite surprised, when Rainbow Dash’s father looked angrily at her and immediately said “How dare you flush my daughter down the toilet! You could’ve killed her!”

Swirly Sweet was completely confused by the accusation Rainbow Dash’s father had thrown at her “Whatever do you mean? I didn’t flush Rainbow Dash.” she replied.

“Oh really, then why did she tell me that it almost ate her, and then you told her she was a hero?!” Rainbow Dash’s father asked “You and I both know what that would mean!”

“You can’t believe everything you hear from a four year old. Rainbow Dash especially likes to exaggerate.” Swirly Sweet defended, even as she began to sweat a bit. If Rainbow Dash had truly blabbed about what had happened during her first potty training session, Swirly knew she was in big trouble.

“It makes all too much sense!” Rainbow Dash’s father said crossly “You flush colts and fillies down the toilet, then rescue them and tell them that they’re heroes, all the while ensuring that their parents are never any the wiser! Unfortunately for you, Rainbow Dash unintentionally helped expose your methods!”

“I’ve never flushed anypony, my potty training methods have been honest and nothing out of the ordinary for colts and fillies of every age,” Swirly Sweet said seriously “If you asked all the other foals I’ve toilet trained, I guarantee that not one of them would say I flushed them down the toilet.”

“Then why did you do it to Rainbow Dash?! And why did you tell her she was a hero because of it?!” Rainbow Dash’s father asked Swirly Sweet.

“You don’t understand, I didn’t flush her!” Swirly Sweet protested.

“Then just what happened in the bathroom that led to all of this?! I want the truth, and I want it now!” Rainbow Dash’s father demanded.

Swirly Sweet sighed, but confessed “It was an accident, I swear. I took Rainbow Dash into the bathroom because she had to poop. I sat her on the toilet, and told her that she was going to sit on the seat until she did her business.”

“So, what happened after that?” Rainbow Dash’s father asked.

Swirly Sweet paused, as if trying to consider how to put what she was about to say as delicately as possible. Then, she told Rainbow Dash’s father “Rainbow Dash started to panic and flail about on the seat. I tried to get her to stop, but she wouldn’t listen. Those motions caused her to slide off the seat, and in her haste to grab hold of something to avoid falling in, she forced the handle down. By the time she landed in the bowl, it was too late for me to do anything, and she was flushed down the drain.”

“So, how did you get her out?!” Rainbow Dash’s father asked with concern.

“I used a plunger, because the toilet had backed up. It took some effort, but I managed to get her out,” Swirly Sweet explained “I cleaned up as best I could, while also helping Rainbow Dash learn how to potty like a big filly.”

“And that’s where the whole hero thing came from, isn’t it?” Rainbow Dash’s father asked Swirly Sweet, who nodded in response.

“Please, don’t fire me! I didn’t intend for Rainbow Dash to get flushed, it wasn’t suppose to happen. She was just suppose to sit on the seat, realize the toilet wasn’t a monster, and then poop in it and realize how good it felt.” Swirly Sweet pleaded.

Rainbow Dash’s father was silent for a little bit, and considered everything Swirly Sweet had told him.

It was true that Swirly Sweet was responsible for this “hero” business that Rainbow Dash kept prattling on about, and it was all because Rainbow Dash was flushed while under Swirly Sweet’s guidance.

But at the same time, Swirly Sweet had managed to get Rainbow Dash to start using the toilet like she was supposed to, and it had not only owned up to what went wrong, but had tried her best to correct it.

Truth be told, Rainbow Dash’s father had been at a bit of a loss on how to toilet train his daughter, due to his own struggles with potty training as a colt. And his wife had been a slow learner as well. Swirly Sweet was the sort of toilet training expert that Rainbow Dash’s father had been looking for, since his daughter became old enough to use the toilet.

Was he really going to fire said expert because of one slip up, even if it was a pretty harsh one?

Swirly Sweet waited and waited for a response from Rainbow Dash’s father, all the while not daring to say anything to break the silence. She just stood there, sweating bullets, and wondering what her fate would be.

At last, Rainbow Dash’s father made up his mind about what was going to happen to Swirly Sweet. He looked her in the eyes and said as seriously as he could “I have decided, that I’m not going to fire you, even if you were responsible for my daughter getting flushed down the toilet. Accidents do happen, and I’d be lying if I said you haven’t been a big help regardless of that misstep.”

“Oh, thank you, sir!” Swirly Sweet said excitedly “I promise, I won’t let it happen again!”

“See that you don’t, because if it does and I find out that you’re responsible for it, I will have you fired. No ifs, ands, or buts.” Rainbow Dash’s father said seriously.

“I understand completely, thank you so much for giving me another chance.” Swirly Sweet replied, as she and Rainbow Dash’s father made their way back downstairs.

“Oh, Dashie, I have some good news for you!” Rainbow Dash’s father called, but Rainbow Dash was nowhere in sight.

“Rainbow Dash, where are you?” Swirly Sweet called, but there was no reply.

“She said she had to go potty, and headed for the bathroom. She also mentioned something about ‘Fighting toilet monster’ again.” Rainbow Dash’s mother told the two.

Rainbow Dash’s father, and Swirly Sweet, quickly made their way to the bathroom door. As they drew close, they could see a small puddle of toilet water on the other side of the door. A sign that the toilet was clogged up.

Swirly Sweet and Rainbow Dash’s father exchanged nervous glances, a clogged toilet could mean many things, but given the circumstances it could very well mean something they both hoped hadn’t happened.

Without hesitation, the two adults opened the bathroom door. When they did, they gasped upon discovering what had caused the toilet to overflow.

Outhouse by anon

One advantage of living in a relatively small tourist town like Regastreet was the fact that even middle-low end housing in the outskirts had a garden plus a smaller house, one usually used for host the town's visitors or relatives.

Naturally, that was not always the case. Apple Bloom knew it well, and she wasn't going to ditch the opportunity to get some privacy for her 'business' while away from home.

"Alright," Apple Bloom muttered, as she opened the door of the outhouse "Applejack's away buying the seeds, my older cousins are with her, my younger ones are napping in the main house... I think that coast's clear."

Apple Bloom sighed and nodded, as she walked into the living room of the smaller house, dropping the pack of pull-ups, the pacifier case and the baby bottle onto the sofa, before also jumping onto it.

"Alright," she said, taking up a pull-up and sliding it up her crotch and flank, crinkling all the way. Apple Bloom then sat up, crinkling again, grabbed the pacifier case and opening it with a snap. She then took the orange pacifier inside with her right hoof, threw the blue case on the floor and then laid down, suckling on the pacifier slowly, relaxing herself as she did so, until she fell asleep...

Apple Bloom blinked her eyes open, the pacifier still in her mouth and a warm feeling around her crotch. Apple Bloom spat out the pacifier onto the pull-up pack, stretched herself and yawned, then she hopped off the sofa, only to see her little cousins entering the house...

Boia by SuperPinkbrony12

Cheerilee could barely contain her excitement, she’d been looking forward to this day for a long time. It had taken weeks of up and down pleading to get Big Macintosh to agree to another date, and Cheerilee was determined to make this date memorable.

She knew that Big Macintosh was shy, but she had just the thing to help him come out of his shell. It was a little something that he might be uncomfortable with at first, but in time he would hopefully grow to love it.

After checking to make sure everything was ready, Cheerilee waited in the living room of her house for Big Macintosh to arrive.

A few minutes passed, but just when Cheerilee started to think Big Macintosh had backed out, there was a knock on the front door. And she knew that it could only be one pony.

With a smile that could rival Pinkie Pie’s in terms of brightness, Cheerilee trotted over to the door and opened it. Standing on the other side, was that dreamboat of a stallion that called himself Big Macintosh.

“H-hello, Cheerilee. I’m… here for our date.” Big Macintosh greeted nervously. Cheerilee could tell it was taking quite a bit of courage for him to speak up.

Rather than prolong the uncomfortableness and awkwardness of the situation, Cheerilee took charge and kindly invited Big Macintosh into her house.

Almost immediately after Big Macintosh had gotten comfortable, Cheerilee asked him a question. “Would you be interested in playing a game with me?”

Big Macintosh replied with a quick “Eeyup.” but said nothing more.

“Good,” Cheerilee smiled, as she went to retrieve some supplies she would need for the game. “Just let me get a couple of things to make it more ‘interesting’.”

Big Macintosh remained silent, as he waited patiently for Cheerilee to return.

His patience was rewarded a few minutes later, when Cheerilee came back. But he was surprised at what she had brought with her.

There was an unopened package of diapers, clearly intended for fully grown stallions and mares. It was a bright green in color, with the brand name Silly Filly Diapers printed in foalish colors and lettering that looked like it had come from foals alphabet blocks.

There was also a medium sized container of foal powder, a baby blue pacifier that looked like it could fit into an adult pony’s mouth, a snow white onesie with cartoon animals printed on it, and a matching pair of booties.

Big Macintosh expressed his shock by doing something he rarely did, opening his mouth and talking “What’s with all the baby stuff?” he asked Cheerilee “Why is everythin’ sized up to adults? And what does any of it have to do with the game we’re goin’ to play?”

Cheerilee put the foal stuff on the floor, looked Big Macintosh in the eye, and said to him “We’re going to play a simple game of hangstallion. I’ll think up a word, and you try to figure out what it is. If you get a wrong answer, you’ll be punished. You get five tries to get it right. On your first wrong answer, I’ll diaper you. On the second wrong answer, the onesie will be put on. On the third, I’ll help you into a pair of booties. On the fourth, the other pair will come on. And on the final wrong answer, I’ll put the pacifier in your mouth, and you’ll be my baby for the rest of the night. How does that sound?”

“Sounds fair enough, I guess. So long as you don’t try to cheat just to get me into the stuff.” Big Macintosh replied.

“I won’t cheat, but I promise that I’ll stop if it makes you uncomfortable,” Cheerilee promised “Now, let’s begin the game.” And she pulled out a piece of paper, and began to draw a noose, as well as lines for the letters of the word she was thinking of.

Big Macintosh could feel himself starting to sweat a little. He’d already guessed wrong four times, and was currently wearing one of the diapers, the onesie, and both pairs of booties. He’d guessed a few of the letters correctly, such as ‘A’, ‘F’, ‘L’, and ‘T’.

Cheerilee had drawn a pony’s tail, body, and both pairs of legs. The next wrong answer would result in a head, which would mean a game over for Big Macintosh.

“Ready to guess again?” Cheerilee asked the stallion “Remember, get this one wrong, and you’re my baby for the rest of the night.”

Big Macintosh gulped, but part of him was strangely looking forward to being babied by his crush. That didn’t mean he was going throw the game, however.

“Um, is there a ‘D’?” he asked Cheerilee.

“Indeed there is, it’s right besides the ‘A’ in the first part of the word,” Cheerilee replied, and placed the letter in the correct spot “You only need to guess two more letters correctly to win. What’s your next guess?”

“Um, what about an ‘I’?” Big Macintosh asked.

Cheerilee frowned slightly, as she said to Big Macintosh “I’m sorry, there is no ‘I’ anywhere in the word. You are hung.” And she drew a pony head through the noose.

“What was the word?” Big Macintosh demanded to know, as the baby blue pacifier was inserted into his mouth.

“It was ‘Adult Foal’ and that’s what you’re going to be for the rest of tonight,” Cheerilee said with a motherly smile, as she hugged Big Macintosh “Thank you for not freaking out about this. Mommy promises she’ll take good care of her precious little gentlecolt.” And with that, she led him up to her room, intending to make the most out of the evening.

Her big baby was about to be in for a very big surprise.

Al-Nadda by DulcisEtDecorus

Pipsqueak stood completely still and wearing a small smile, as Sweetie Belle quickly unbuttoned the poofy dress and dropped it onto Pipsqueak.

"C'mon, Pip, put your hoofies in the sleeves!" Sweetie Belle said, giggling with glee as she adjusted the sash around his body, while Pipsqueak complied with a nod and an even bigger smile, his embarrassment barely peeking out of his mind at the moment, as he enjoyed the sensation of being dressed by Sweetie Belle.

"And there we go! Dressed!" Sweetie Belle squeaked, as she buttoned the last button on the dress' chest with a barely-audible snapping sound "Now let's get some make-up on your face, and then we'll be ready to play, and ,play!"

Pipsqueak meeped and blushed, looking away briefly, as Sweetie Belle quickly snapped the blusher's plastic conch-shaped container, and, along with it, the small black brush for spread it around. Sweetie Belle passed said brush in the dust a couple of times, before applying it on Pipsqueak's face.

He scrunched his face and his heart raced. The powder felt funny inside his nostrils, and the sensation on his coat was quite odd for him, but, most of it, he felt very feminine, which was only another reason to blush in true embarrassment at Sweetie Belle's actions. After another brush strike, Sweetie Belle took the small purple lipstick.

"Pucker those lips up!" Sweetie Belle said, and Pipsqueak, blushing even harder and feeling even more awkward and yet... good. Sweetie Belle applied it quite sloppily, before pulling it back down and throwing the lipstick aside.

"Now we can go play!" Sweetie Belle declared, as she turned around towards the plastic tea set resting on a pink low table.

"I feel soooo weird... but she's happy with this. Maybe I should try to tell her how do I feel with a poem?" Pipsqueak thought, as he followed Sweetie Belle at the table, where she sat at with a hop on one of the stools nearby, to which Pipsqueak followed suit.

Sweeti belle smiled widely, as she passed one of the cups to Pipsqueak, at which point he sighed and, smiling, he said.

"Can I sing a poem for you?" Pipsqueak asked, as he swung the empty cup in his front hooves. Pipsqueak sighed, took a deep breath, then he started:

"Yes, do it!" Sweetie Belle said, still excited. WIth an even stronger blush, Pipsqueak sighed, took a deep breath, then he started:

"O' Nadda, Nadda, Nadda.

Where roses are blooming on her cheek.

And if they refuse to give you to me, I will tear down the high mountains.

O' Nadda, Nadda, Nadda.

Where roses are blooming on her cheek.

And if they refuse to give you to me, I will tear down the high mountains.

Yesterday with the sweet one I met.

This way and I do not know what I felt.

Yesterday with the sweet one I met.

This way and I do not know what I felt.

And when she invited me to her house

I can not calm my heart.

O' Nadda, Nadda, Nadda.

Where roses are blooming on her cheek.

And if they refuse to give you to me, I will tear down the high mountains.

Woe unto me, woe unto me,

Woe unto me, O' my distress, O' my distress.

Yay, Yay, Yah Haaaay.

O' bird that you guide me.

I make picnics with the sun.

O' bird that you guide me.

I make picnics with the sun.

Say sincere hello to the sweet.

If you were walking close to her.

O' Nadda, Nadda, Nadda.

Where roses are blooming on her cheek.

And if they refuse to give you to me, I will tear down the high mountains.

I will tear down the high mountains.

I will tear down the high mountains.

I will tear down the high mountains."

As soon as Pipsqueak finished, he felt a weight lifting off his chest, which made him sigh of relief for then look up at Sweetie Belle.

She was standing there, mouth agape, looking at him utterly surprised by his performance.

[NSFW] Argument by Pocatello

Sea Swirly, after that accident with the elevator, was fed up with Vinyl Scratch and Electronic Barf's sexual conduct and overall behaviour, and she was going to confront them, no matter if they were in the midst of having sexual congresses or not. For do this, Sea Swirly had prepared herself by volunteering to clean up the biological tank of her elder aunt's house, babysit Mrs. Harshwhinny’s baby colt suffering of diarrhoea, and by not cleaning her bathroom for a week straight. After the first times, where the smell and the subject matter repulsed her and almost made tear up, Sea Swirly had slowly gotten accustomed to the smell, to the point of barely minding it anymore, and to the point of begin unfazed by the sight of free faces everywhere.

"Very well, it's time to end this once and for all!" She declared proudly, as she slowly walked down the stairs towards the apartment where the two horny musicians resided, a copy of their apartment's keys, courtesy of the usher, firmly in her magical grasp.

Sea Swirly could already hear the vibrations and music coming from inside, which made her suspect that they were, once again, having very loud and dirty private moments.

"You're not going to push me away again," Sea Swirly said, as she inserted the key in the slot and turned it around "I swear it on everything I own!"

Sea Swirly then pushed the door inwards, once again freeing a strong stench of poop and increasing the music's volume tenfold. Sea Swirly however carried on, walking inside, and, turning her head to the left, she saw Vinly Scratch tied to the wall by her hooves and torso, wearing a completely soiled diaper that sagged to the ground, and with Electronic Barf tickling Vinyl's tummy with a small dildo, making her laugh.

"Oh yes, baby Vinyl, I'm going to play with you... you naughty, naughty and stinky filly!" Eletronic Barf said, as vinly kept giggling. Electronic Barf then sat down, pointing his erect big dick towards Vinly's body. He then started to stroke it slowly.

"Stop!" Sea Swirly said, breaking in and using her magic to untaped Vinly's diaper, sending a flood of poop onto Eletronic Barf, who was trampled.

"Hey, who let you in!" Vinyl Scratch complained.

"The usher," Sea Swirly said, showing off the keys to Vinyl Scratch, who let out a growl at her. "Anyways. I'm here to tell you that you must stop having sex at all hours, so loudly and in such a disgusting manner!”

"And who are you to tell us that?" Electric Barf said, spitting out several chunks of poop onto the carpet "Princess Celestia?"

"Yeah, what the fuck do you think you are to tell us how to do it?!" Vinly Scratch said, to which Sea Swirly snorted.

"Well, you had sexual congresses with scat fetish in the elevator, producing an awful smell everywhere, for one. then you made me loose some nights of sleep over you having sex at night while using music as stimulation."

"And so what? Can't you lose a night's sleep?" Eletronic Barf said "I mean, I don't think it's the end of the world if oyu do!"

Vinly nodded, and Sea Swirl roaned.

"So, you're telling me that I must suffer because oyu want to have sex? Is that what you are telling me, righti n my face?" Sea Swirly said, extremely offended by that remark. Vinly Scartch grinned.

"I didn't complain when your poodle used to bark in the middle of the night!" Vinly Scratch said "So, now you bear us having loud sex!"

"What was I supposed to do? Insert a ping-pong ball down its throat?" Sea Swirly said "I mean... is this conversation even happening?"

"Yes, it is." Electric Barf said, before getting out of the pile of dung he was buried underneath "Now get out of here!"

Sea Swirly groaned and took an aggressive stance.

"Not until you promise to stop this! I'll call the  cops next time!" Sea Swirly said, prompting Electronic Barf to leap onto her with a bloodcurdling scream...

Boxers by SuperPinkbrony12

“What happened to us? How did we end up like this?” Sweetie Belle asked Pipsqueak. She felt a little more comfortable knowing that her boyfriend was still in the same room as her.

“Silver Spoon must’ve put something in our tea to make us pass out,” Pipsqueak replied “But rest assured, my princess, that we’ll find a way out of here.”

“Well, isn’t that sweet?” Silver Spoon commented “The babies think they can escape their nursery.”

“We’re not babies, and we’re not going to let you treat us like we are!” Pipsqueak said angrily.

“You wanna prove you’re not a baby, come and get your boxers,” Silver Spoon taunted, holding up Pipsqueak’s underwear and padded slip-savers “Better hurry! Wouldn’t want anything to happen to them, now would you?!”

Pipsqueak charged at Silver Spoon, trying to snatch his underpants out of her hands. But Silver Spoon easily held them out of reach. All the while, she merely taunted Pipsqueak by saying “Too slow, little baby.” in the most taunting way she possibly could.

Pipsqueak tried for what felt like minutes, but Silver Spoon continued to hold his boxers up and out of reach, and continued to taunt him.

At last, as Pipsqueak stopped to catch his breath, Silver Spoon asked “Do you give up, baby? Just admit defeat, and I’ll let you have your big boy pants again.”

“I’m not giving up, I want my boxers back, and I want them now!” Pipsqueak demanded, only for his legs to decide they were in no condition to do anymore. He barely even realized what was happening, until he was already on the ground. His blue diaper producing a noticeable crinkle as a result.

Silver Spoon just chuckled “You picked wrong, baby. And from the looks of things, you’re not ready to wear your big boy pants yet.” And she pointed a finger to Pipsqueak’s diaper, which was now slightly discolored by a tint of yellow here and there.

“I told you, I can’t help it!” Pipsqueak replied. He was out of breath, and panting heavily, so his response didn’t have the appeal he’d hoped it would have.

“Sorry, but I’m afraid you’ll have to be punished for your disobedience.” Silver Spoon scolded, and walked out of the room with Pipsqueak’s underwear and padded slip-savers.

Pipsqueak was in no condition to chase after Silver Spoon, and it was only after she had left the nursery (and locked the door behind her) that he finally admitted defeat. “I failed you, my princess.” he said to Sweetie Belle.

“Don’t blame yourself for what happened, Pipsqueak. We had no way to know this was all a trap by Silver Spoon.” Sweetie Belle replied kindly. She didn’t move from the spot she’d been in since waking up, largely due to how much her diaper pushed her legs apart, and thus made walking really difficult.

Silver Spoon returned a moment later with a fiendish smile on her face.

“What did you do with my boxers?! You better not have thrown them in the trash!” Pipsqueak shouted angrily.

“Oh relax, your boxers are safe. It was those pads of yours that had to be thrown out,” Silver Spoon explained “And your shorts are currently being washed, you really do have a problem controlling your ‘leaks’ don’t you?”

“And why do you care?” Pipsqueak complained, as he sat on the ground in his slightly wet diaper.

Silver Spoon only replied, by smirking and snickering, before she said to Pipsqueak “If you do what I tell you to do, and don’t try to fight back or run away, I’d be more than happy to help you with your leak problems. If it’s not a medical issue, chances are you just need more potty training.”

“And what if I don’t want to co-operate with you?!” Pipsqueak angrily asked “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not really thrilled to be in this situation, especially after you tricked Sweetie Belle and I like this!”

“You were the ones who drank the tea, I can’t help it if I forgot to mention it was drugged,” Silver Spoon smirked, then she took on a more serious tone of voice “But if you want to decline my help and try to fight me, that’s fine. I just hope you’re prepared to face the consequences, because I’ll make you’re both properly punished for your disobedience.”

Pipsqueak gulped, but realized he was beaten, at least for the moment. “Fine, if you really intend to do all those things you said, I’ll listen to you. But don’t expect me to like it. So, when do we start the lou training?”

Just then, a powerful stench filled the air, making both Silver Spoon and Pipsqueak scrunch up their noses in disgust.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the smell was emanating from Sweetie Belle’s diaper. The pink padding of the diaper was disturbed by a noticeable brown stain.

Silver Spoon, with her nose plugged up, said to Pipsqueak “You’re the one who’s so in love with her. So, why not prove your devotion and change her dirty diaper?”

“What?! You can’t be serious!” Pipsqueak protested.

“Remember our agreement!” Silver Spoon warned “Either do as I say, or you’re not getting any help from me! You can just stay in diapers as long as I care. It’s your choice.”

Pipsqueak sighed, and reluctantly did as he was told. He picked up Sweetie Belle, and carried her over to the changing table, placing her on the white padded surface.

“You don’t have to do this, Pipsqueak. We shouldn’t listen to her.” Sweetie Belle said to Pipsqueak, as her dirty diaper was un-taped and thrown into the waste bin without much fanfare.

“Just relax, my little princess,” Pipsqueak whispered, as he retrieved the changing supplies “Sooner or later, I’ll find a way to get us out of this mess. Silver Spoon can’t keep us prisoner forever.”

Poem by YZZY

Pipsqueak knew his poem would attract Sweetie Belle’s attention, he just never imagined she’d react the way she did.

After a moment of hesitation and blushing, Sweetie Belle raced forward and gave Pipsqueak a kiss, ignoring the make-up she had applied to his face just a short time ago. “That’s the sweetest thing anypony’s ever done for me, aside from agreeing to accompany me to Velvet’s place, and join in on the fun.” she said sweetly.

“I meant every word of that poem. You truly are a pony I would move mountains or tear them down, just to be with you.” Pipsqueak replied, at this point he really didn’t care that he was wearing a rather sissy dress. He was just thrilled to have gotten a kiss from Sweetie Belle.

He made a mental note to thank his parents for signing him up for poetry classes at school, they had most certainly proven useful. And in a way that anypony could’ve anticipated.

“Come on, Pipsqueak. You don’t want to miss out on playtime, do you?” Sweetie Belle called, as she ran off to find Silver Spoon.

“I’m coming, I’m coming. Just give me a moment.” Pipsqueak replied. It took a little bit of effort to get used to the weight of his poofy dress combined with the weight of his diaper. But he quickly managed with little trouble.

From a distance, Featherweight observed the scene of Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle playing happily together. He had overheard Pipsqueak’s little poem while he was getting changed, and he couldn’t help but feel jealous.

Pipsqueak had been able to express his feelings for Sweetie Belle with a poem, and Sweetie Belle had returned the affection whole heartedly.

If only the same could be said of him and Silver Spoon.

And that’s when it hit him. “Of course,” he thought to himself “It worked for Pipsqueak, why shouldn’t it work with me? I’ll write a poem about my feelings for Silver Spoon, and read it to her next time I get a chance. That should show her how much I love her, she can’t possibly not still love me after such a performance.”

With that goal in mind, he decided that it would be best to ask Pipsqueak for advice on how to write a poem. Seeing as Featherweight doubted anypony else could be trusted to secrecy.

Zap by Eu Vou!

"Lightining Dust, what are you doing there, you moron? Get over here, you'll get zapped there!"

Lightining Dust turned her head around, as she flew right in the thunderstorm, trying to make it disperse all by herself, while it was still in its most violent and powerful stage.

"No! I have to prove I'm better than that drugged-up loser bitch that caused me to be expelled from the team!" Lightining Dust said, as she then spat onto Fleetfoot and accellerated inside the cloud formation.

The clouds were cold, extremely moist and stiff, unlike when they did not produce rain. The thunders that had escaped from the factory bolted from a cloud to another, hitting suspended water drops, lost featehrs and tall buildings at random, crackling loudly like cannon fire, and leaving behind a faint sound of static.

Lighting Dust bit her lip, as she then proceeded to make a flop to dodge a bolt, before flapping her wings against the cloud, causing it be pushed away with a dripping sound, and causing the tip of her wings to feel tingly due to the leftover electricity hitting her.

Ligthing Dust kept dodging and sending clouds away, grinning all the way and not minding the effort it required.

"As long as I do better than her..." She muttered under her breath, turning around to avoid another thunderbolt. She then flapped her right wing against the cloud that had produced the aforementioned lighting, but, before she could do so, Ligthing Dust felt her chest and wings go ablaze, as electric current passed throught her entire body, immbolizing her and thus sending her plummetting down to the ground. Lighting Dust tried to flap the wings hard and to ignore her own pain. However, the sensation of her feathers turning to ash right on her body, coupled with the smell of burnt flesh, made the pegasus mare faint and let her wings go up, pointing at the sky...

Lightining Dust was woken up by the sound of a pump working, the feeling of something restraining her torso and legs, the presence of something over her crotch, and, most important of all, the utter lack of something in her lower body. Opening her eyes up, Lightining Dust saw an oxygen mask on her muzzle, an oxygen tank hanging over head, and several layers of bloodied bandages over her torso. Just on her chest, there was a note, and its calligraphy was impossible to mistake. It was Spitfire's.

"I hope that you are happy with your little act of bravado and pride, because that's likely the last you'll ever do in your life. If you haven't figured it out by the fact that you can't feel your rear legs and that your body is covered in stripes of white cloth otherwise known as 'bandages," considered that the lighting may have caused you mental retardation, you've been struck by lightning and burnt, but sadly not enough to make you crispy. To compensare, your spine has been messed up, and, thus, anything below your flank doesn't work, and that includes your ability to use the bathroom. Hope you enjoy your stay in diapers and on a wheelchair outside the academy, because you do not fit the physical standards anymore."

Lighting Dust, gritting her teeth in anger,  decided to check the truth of those words. So she slowly sat up, the pain in her torso stinging her like a bilion of bees, and looked at her lower body.

There was indeed a light blue diaper with two parallel wetness indicators taped to her crotch. Below it, her legs rested, and Lighting Dust immediately tried to lift them, but they did not work. She then resorted to touch them, so to check if they gave any response.

She felt no feedback coming from her legs.

Lighting Dust shouted skyward and let the white of her eyes be shown, her scream cursing Spitfire and Rainbow Dash and their parents.

Trauma by SuperPinkbrony

Pinkie Pie had come running back to the family rock farm when she’d heard the horrifying news.

Her big sister, Maud, had been involved in a very nasty accident while studying for her rockterete, and had come home to rest and recover.

“I hope she’s okay! I hope whatever happened to her didn’t cause any permaent damage!” Pinkie Pie thought anxiously to herself, as the train pulled into the station and came to a halt.

As soon as she was able to retrieve her luggage, Pinkie Pie raced out of the coach and onto the platform. She knew the route to the rock farm by heart, even in her concerned state.

Igneous Sedimentary and Cloudy Quartz were waiting for Pinkie Pie, when she arrived at the rock farm.

“Hello, Pinkamina. Maud is glad you could come home to see her.” Igneous said, his voice maintaining a serious and concerned tone.

“Where’s Maud?! Please, I need to see her, now!” Pinkie Pie insisted.

“She’s resting in the living room,” Cloudy told her daughter “But-” The rest of her sentence was cut off, as Pinkie Pie raced away.

“Guess she’ll discover for herself what the accident did to Maud.” Cloudy said to Igneous.

“Probably even more shocked than her sisters when they learned what happened to Maud.” Igneous replied.

“Maud?! Are you in here?!” Pinkie Pie called, as she opened the door to the living room.

“I am, thank you for coming to see me.” Maud replied in her usual dry tone of voice, as Pinkie Pie entered the living room.

Pinkie Pie immediately raced to the couch that Maud was resting on, concerned about the wellbeing of her amazing older sister. “I was so so so so worried about you! I knew I had to see for myself just how hurt you were!” Pinkie Pie explained.

“I’m fine, for the most part.” Maud told her sister, who took notice of a bulge beneath the blanket Maud had draped over her body.

“Um, Maud? Is that what I think it is?” Pinkie Pie asked, as she pulled away the blanket to reveal a white diaper.

“It’s a result of the trauma I suffered when that rock slide occurred,” Maud explained, as she sat up, her diaper producing a light crinkle as she did so “The doctors told me that I’m temporarily unable to control my bodily functions. They say I should regain control within a month.”

“I see. Well, I’m glad you’re okay, and that nothing’s permanently broken,” Pinkie Pie replied cheerfully, as she gave Maud a hug. The hug ended abruptly, when a familiar smell reached Pinkie Pie’s nostrils.

“I guess I need a change.” Maud observed, as she poked her full diaper.

“No worries, Maud. I can change you, it’ll be just like old times. Except, I’ll be changing you, instead of you changing me.” Pinkie Pie said with a giggle, and set to work on changing her big sister’s diaper.

“Thank you for doing this, Pinkie,” Maud said, as a rare smile formed on her face “You’re the best little sister ever.”

“Hehe, I think for now you’re the ‘little sister’,” Pinkie Pie chuckled “Seeing as, you’re the one who’s getting her diaper changed.”

“That’s true.” Maud replied.

Cunt by Eu Vou!

Pumpkin Cake was looking  intensly at his brother's diaper, while he was bobbing a yellow ball in her hooves. Specifically, Pumpkin was looking at Pound's crotch, noticing something... strange, hidden by the diaper, something that was creating a bulge, one that she had never seen on herself.

At first Pumpkin thought it was a sign that her brother had an accident in his diaper, but, when he was changed, the buldge always remained there no matter what, while she had never, ever had such visible protuberances, save for when she hid toys in her diaper.

This odd thing made her grow curious by the day, but she wasn't sure if she should have asked to mommy, daddy, auntie Pinkie or her brother.

Right now, her curiosity was at a peak.

"Hey there!" Pinkie Pie said with a wide smile on her face, trotting inside the room "how my favourite twins are doing?"

"Good auntie!" Pound Cake said, dropping the ball to shriek that to Pinkie. Pumpkin got up.

"I good too!" Pumpkin said, before going for Pinkie's leg, so that she could ask her that question. Pinkie Pie, with one fell swoop, picked both Pumpkin and Pound Cake and set them on her back.

"That's really good, but you'll be even better after a changie-wangie!" Pinkie said, as she brought both Pumpkin and Pound to the changing table with green padded surface and stacks of supplies underneath. Pumpkin decided to ask right then.

"Auntie, why Pound has bigger diapee?" Pumpkin said, pointing at the bulge in Pound's padding "Why do I not have it?"

Pinkie Pie set them both on the changing table.

"Oh, Pumpkin, Pound is a boy. He has a weenie, you have a kitty." Pinkie Pie said, as she grabbed the wetwipes and untaped the twins' diapers, thusly exposing their wet padded and slightly dirty butts. And, of course, their genitalia.

Pumpkin gave a good look at Pound's and he did likewise with her. Pumpkin saw a black stick-like thingie that dripped and shone with pee and, underneath, two thingies.

"What is name of my again?" Pumpkin asked, as she was wiped clean by Pinkie.

"It can be called kitty, vagina, pussy, cunt, jade gate, potato,  slit, smaller mouth..." Pinkie Pie kept talking about those names, still cleaning up the twins and moving them in the playpen as she did so. However, Pumpkin, begin a little foal, lost her at a random point.

"Cunt? I like the sound."

Tahabba by anon

Rainbow Dash fidgeted, while she was wrapped tightly in the swaddling bands by the saddle arabian mare.

Allegedly Rainbow Dash had came to Saddle Arabia to take part to a flight show organized for the anniversary of the Kingdom's indipendence from the minotaurs. However, the night before the show, she had stopped to a falafel place and, after eating some "special falafel on the house" made by the owner, she had fallen asleep, and woke up as a foal. Since then, everything was going downhill.

"What? I may be tiny now, but I'm not a foal!" Rainbow Dash complained, as she kept trying to avoid to get swaddled by the mare, who, in turn, said something in the local language while tried to pin Dash down to swaddle her up, but failing due to the fast movements ot Rainobw Dash on the table.

"Look, I don't know how it works here, but I'm still an adult! I'm just a little smaller!" Rainbow Dash said, still quickly zipping around on the table, but not quite managing to actually fly up and away to her freedom. The mare, still speaking in the language, turned her tone from one of sweetness to one of mild irritation, as she sped up and made an U-turn around the table.

Rainbow Dash quickly turned around again with the momentum she gained, before rushing away again. Her now-small wings felt sore, but she didn't care all that much, as she was sure that the mare was going to give up sooner than her.

The mare, frustrated, left the room. Rainbow Dash let out a sigh if relief, slumping on the table , feeling somewhat tired.

"Huff... got lucky there." She muttered, as she then laid down on her back "hopefully she'll stop trying to swaddle me up now."

As soon as she said that, the marereturned with a rather large butterfly net, moving it foward before dragging Rainbow Dash towards her. Caught by surprise, the pegasus started to flail around and flap her wings as hard as she could.

The mare wasted no time, pinning Rainbow Dash and quickly wrapping her in the ornate swaddling bands, tightening them around her body to the point of immobilizing the pegasus.

Rainbow Dash whined annoyed.

"This is so uncool." Rainbow Dash said "Nopony will believe me when I'll tell them this."

The mare, for her part, chuckled and lifted Rainbow Dash up in the air, saying something in the local toungue, before setting Ranbow Dash on her back, at which point she said a phrase that caught her attention.

"... Tahabban, Wondèrbolte Show..."

Rainbow Dash's heart stopped briefly.

"She's going to bring me to the Wonderbolts show in this state?" She said panicking, now whining more loudly and almost crying "my life is ruined!"

Alternative by SuperPinkbrony12

Night Light looked out the window of the train car he was in, and sighed. He was headed for Ponyville, per the request of the marriage counselor he been seeing since he became aware of Velvet’s insanity.

“I really don’t understand why this is necessary,” Night Light thought to himself, as the town of Ponyville came into view in the distance “How exactly is visting my wife, at this business she has started with one of the alleged ‘friends’ of my daughter, going to help us ‘work through this difficult period’ as the counselor put it? What if one of my political rivals finds out about this? I have gone to great lengths to keep Velvet’s ‘actions’ out of the public limelight, both for the sake of my career, and for the sake of sparing her from the harsh judgements that would be placed onto her by a public that knows only half the story. It makes no sense, and yet, I’m doing it anyway.”

Just a short time later, the train pulled into the station, and halted with a hiss of steam.

The conductor shouted through the cars “Ponyville, last stop! All passengers must leave the train! Thank you for riding with us.” And with that, passengers young and old alike got out of their seats, collected any luggage they had brought with them, and stepped onto the station platform.

Night Light just sighed again, as he rose from his seat near the rear of the train, and picked up his suitcase. “If only there was a better alternative to all of this.” he thought to himself, as he too exited the train. He was relieved that his wife was not there to greet him, and neither was her partner that was said to be the unofficial town greeter.

After stopping at the hotel he was staying in for the duration of the trip, and dropping off his suitcase in his room, Night Light departed for the business his wife was running.

Night Light didn’t get far, before he realized he needed to stop and ask for directions. Luckily for him, he found the perfect pony to ask in the form of an orange coated mare, with a brown stentson hat that rested atop her mane of golden locks.

Clearing his throat, and hoping he didn’t attract any unwanted attention to himself, Night Light asked the mare “Excuse me, but would you happen to have directions to-” he paused, before continuing in a softer tone “‘Pinkie Pie and Twilight Velvet’s Foalish Fun Place’?”

The mare replied with a look that seemed to convey “Why do you wish to know about that place?” but she still told Night Light where he needed to go.

“Thank you ever so much for your help, madam. Now, I must be going.” Night Light replied, and with the directions firmly committed to his memory, he set off once again.

It did not take Night Light long to find the location of his wife’s business. From a distance, he could easily see the building, due to the brightly painted colors and foalish paint scheme.

“Well, I suppose there’s no point in delaying the inevitable,” Night Light thought once again to himself, as he sighed, and made his way through the doors of the adult daycare center his wife had established “At the very least, perhaps this will allow me to understand, why there are actually ponies that enjoy being treated like little foals and diapered.”

“Hello, welcome to Pinkie Pie and Twilight Velvet’s Foalish Fun Place, my name is Abacus,” Abacus greeted from behind the desk, and hoofed a brochure to Night Light “Please, select an indulgement from the options listed below.”

Just a few seconds later, while he was still looking through the brochure, Night Light heard a faint “Gasp!”. He looked up from the brochure in time to see a pink tail that looked like cotton candy disappear through one of the doors at the back.

In the blink of an eye, the mare attached to the pink tail returned with Twilight Velvet, who seemed both surprised and happy to see her husband again. “Oh, hello, honey! I had no idea you were coming!”

Night Light just sighed, and forced the best smile he could under the circumstances “I am, sorry I did not send you an advanced notice of my arrival. I wished to surprise you,” he then cleared his throat a bit and said “I wish to receive the full service. It is my understanding that it costs 30 to 35 bits, depending on the customer.”

Twilight Velvet replied with a smile that felt much more sincere than Night Light’s, which only made him feel all the more uneasy “This is the price for regular customers, but for a special little one such as yourself, I’ll offer a Sparkle family discount. You’ll get the treatment for half the price, so that’ll be 15 bits.”

Night Light dug into his saddle bag, and gave Abacus the appropriate amount of bits. Abacus accepted the payment, and wrote down Night Light’s order on a piece of paper, which was given to Velvet.

“Please, right this way, darling. We’ll get you all nice and padded, and then you can interact with some of the other foals I’m looking after!” Twilight Velvet said, as she grabbed her husband by the hoof, and sweetly led him to the stallion changing room not unlike the way a mother would walk with her foal.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Sparkle,” Pinkie Pie whispered, as Night Light was taken to the changing table and set on its padded surface “Everypony here knows to respect each other’s privacy. They only talk about the business in front of ponies they know from here, or wish to bring in. The towns ponies don’t seem to mind. Your secret is safe with us.”

“That, is the best news I’ve received since I planned this trip.” Night Light replied, as his wife booped him on the nose a bit.

“So, does my little colt have anything special he wants on his diapees? I have all sorts of different designs.” Velvet cooed.

Night Light, deciding that he should make the most out of the situation, said in reply as foalishly as he possibly could “Can mommy pick out my diapees for me?”

“Of course, if my little colt wants his mommy to pick out what he wears, that’s fine by me.” Velvet said sweetly, as she retrieved a Star Swirl The Bearded brand diaper from a pack beneath the table. She proceeded to lift up Night Light’s rear, slide the diaper underneath it, tape him up, and powder him. Once she was certain Night Light was comfortable, she cast a spell that engulfed his crotch. It only lasted for a little bit, and then Velvet used her magic to bring Night Light down from the changing table.

“Hopefully, somewhere beneath the insanity, is the mare I fell in love with and married,” Night Light thought to himself, as he was led to the upstairs nursery.

All the same, part of Night Light couldn’t help but find what he was going through to be ‘enjoyable’, to an extent. He had never seen his wife so cheerful and so full of life since Shining Armor was born. Perhaps, this ‘business’ that she ran, was her way of returning to that timeframe.

[NSFW] Love by XXXX

Mrs. Cake cut another slice of the cake, before putting it on the the plate and bringing it to her husband while winging her hips.

"I hope you'll like it~" She said with a sultry voise, as she moved away the hem of his diaper. For his part, Mr. Cake felt himself wanting to desperately release his arousal, but, due to the padding's encumbering nature, and the candle foot she had set in his dick before cutting the slice, he could not, forcing him to moan and shake, as the cold cake was mushed against his backside and nuts.

"My, my," Mrs. Cake said, as she rubbed her husband's head, ruffling his mane "you're quite the naughty baby, aren't you?"

Mr. Cake, knowing the script, nodded, as Mrs. Cake the blew a raspberry in his ear, so to taunt him with the buzzing. Mr. Cake bit his lip, his penis begging for release already.

"Um... P-please..." He said "can I get a changie?"

Mrs. Cake turned around and untaped Mr. Cake's diaper, letting the wet padding slump on the wet floor with a squish and revealing his throbbing, thick, rather long dick that the diaper had encased for so long. On the tip, there was the candle foot.

Mrs. Cake, not to be too quick, started to tickle her husband's swollen balls, causing him to giggle and his cock to throb strongly again. She then licked his moist helmet, moving the urethral obstruction away.

A fountain of cum was expelled at lighting speed out from Mr. Cake's cock. His cum rained upon his wife's mane, on her body, on his own body, all over the place, and it kept going, just as Mrs. Cake kept sucking, until Mrs. Cake's entire head was white and his crotch was one giant cumbucket.

Mr. Cake sighed of relief as soon as the last drops were expelled.

"That was... Fun."

Star by SuperPinkbrony12

Princess Cadence had quite a reputation as a foalsitter. She was said to be highly skilled, and capable of working through any difficulty that might present itself.

But when she agreed to start foalsitting Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia’s prized pupil, she found herself facing a challenge unlike any other.

Twilight Sparkle was still in diapers, and it was taking a long time to get her potty trained.

“Come on, Twily, stop trying to struggle. You’re making this harder than it needs to be.” Princess Cadence groaned, as she used her magic to drag the squirming filly into the bathroom. Twilight was fighting her every step of the way.

“I don’t have to go potty, this is just wasting valuable time I could spend reading.” Twilight protested, as she tried to use her own magic to counter tohe magic of her foalsitter. Alas, Twilight was still getting the hang of using magic, and thus she was no match for the power of her foalsitter’s magic. Try as she might, she was unable to break free.

“Just because you don’t think you have to go, doesn’t mean you really don’t need to potty,” Princess Cadence explained, as she shut the bathroom door, before finally releasing her magical hold on the filly she was looking after.

Twilight immediately ran to the bathroom door, and tried to open it. But Princess Cadence had locked it tightly, prevented the diapered filly from escaping. “Let me go, Cadence! I told you don’t have to go potty!” Twilight pleaded.

“Twily, you are almost six years old now. And six year olds don’t wear diapers,” Princess Cadence lectured, as she used her magic to pull out a pink training potty, and after removing Twilight’s diaper, sat her on it. “You need to start using your potty chair whenever you have to go. Big ponies don’t wear diapers.”

“But Cadence!” Twilight pouted.

“No buts, Twily!” Princess Cadence said seriously, before she changed her tone of voice to sound more gentle as she said “I know this is hard for you to understand, but it’s something everypony must go through sooner or later. Even I had to learn how to use the potty at some point. In time, you’ll come to understand why you can’t stay in diapers forever.”

“But there’s nothing for me to do.” Twilight complained, as she tried to get up from her potty chair, only to be placed back onto it by Cadence.

Princess Cadence responded, by sitting down on the floor of the bathroom, and digging into her saddlebag. She then used her magic to pull out a book entitled Everypony Poops. “Would you like me to read you?” she asked Twilight “It’ll help to pass the time.”

“I’ve never read that book before.” Twilight commented.

Princess Cadence smiled “Well then, get comfortable and just relax. I think you’ll find this book to very fascinating.”

By the time Princess Cadence had finished reading the book, Twilight had started to feel a familiar sensation in her lower regions.

“Just let it go, Twily! That’s what your potty is for.” Princess Cadence encouraged, and she turned her head to give Twilight some privacy while she did her business.

In a matter of seconds, Princess Cadence’s ears caught the sound of something tinkling and plopping into the plastic bowl.

“I’m…. done.” Twilight said with a blush.

Princess Cadence turned around, and smiled as she saw that the training potty had been used. “Good job, Twily! That’s how it’s done!” she cheered “I think you’ve earned a gold star!”

“A star? For what?” Twilight asked, as she was helped off her potty, and wiped down.

“For being a big filly of course! Keep it up, and you’ll be out of diapers in no time!” Princess Cadence said with a smile, as she picked up the training potty, and emptied its contents into the toilet.

Mole by YZZY

"So, Scootaloo, do you wanna play with these Power Ponies play figures I brought over?” Featherweight asked Scootaloo, as he placed said figures on the floor of Scootaloo’s bedroom.

Scootaloo was still sucking on her Wonderbolts pacifier, so she didn’t say anything, she just nodded.

“I was hoping you’d say yes,” Featherweight said cheerfully, as he moved the Humdrum figure over to Scootaloo “Here’s how we’re gonna play. I’ll be The Power Ponies, and you can be Humdrum. It’ll be just like that one comic where Humdrum was replaced by a spy. How’s that sound?”

Scootaloo nodded in response. Even though she could still talk through her pacifier, she decided not to. The thought of speaking with a muffled lisp was too embarrassing for her, even considering everything else she was doing. She didn’t mind it so much when it was just her and her mother, but doing it in front of one of her friends was something she couldn’t bring herself to do.

If she needed to talk, she would take out the pacifier. And for right now, she didn’t have to talk, she just focused her attention on playing with Featherweight, and tried to ignore everything else.

Featherweight couldn’t help but smile, he always felt that Scootaloo was a lot more adorable when she was silent. Not that he felt anything for her besides friendship, right now he wasn’t really interested in looking for romance.

“Why did you call this meeting, Masked Matterhorn?” Mistress Marevelous complained “I was in the middle of an important training session!”

“I must say, you do have a tendency to call meetings at the most unusual of times.” Radiance commented.

“Just hurry up and make it quick, I wanna see if I can beat my track record, again!” Fillisecond said, spouting off words a mile a minute.

Masked Matterhorn cleared her throat and said to her fellow Power Ponies “It has come to my attention, that we have a mole among us!”

The Power Ponies all gasped (except Humdrum, who remained silent for some reason).

“A spy?! How can that be so?!” Storm demanded.

“Oh goodness, I don’t know how we didn’t notice this sooner. Who’s the spy?” Saddle Ranger asked nervously.

“Unfortunately, I don’t know who it is, but it’s one of us!” Masked Matterhorn said grimly.

“The question is, who?” Radiance asked.

“Well, it can’t be me! I’ve been in the training room all day long, haven’t stepped one hoof outside except for this meeting!” Mistress Marevelous spoke up.

“I can vouch for her, I saw her there this morning, that was before we went on assignment!” Fillisecond replied “And I know I’m not the spy, I’m way too fast for anypony to catch, and nopony else talks the way I do!”

“She has a point,” Radiance agreed “And for the record, I too wish to deny the accusation of being a spy. Nopony else has my unique gift and ability to create things the way I do, you’ve seen me in action enough times to know that.”

“The spy cannot be me! I have been patrolling the skies of Maretropolis all day,” Storm added “And I am the only one who can control the necklace of storms.”

“Oh gosh, I don’t think I’m the spy. I mean, you all saw what happened to me when we were taking down that crime syndicate earlier.” Saddle Ranger nervously protested.

“Well, I know it’s not me! My elemental powers can’t be copied by anypony!” Masked Matterhorn quickly said “Which means there’s only one pony left in this room that could be the spy.”

All eyes fell on Humdrum, who had remained suspiciously silent since the meeting had been called. In fact, none of his fellow Power Ponies had heard him say a word for the past several hours.

“What’s the matter, Humdrum? Got something you want to say?” Mistress Marevelous asked, as all eyes fell on the Power Ponies faithful sidekick.

Humdrum said nothing, he just shook his head.

“Well then, maybe my golden lasso will force some answers out of you!” Mistress Marevelous said seriously, as she pulled out her trusty weapon and quickly used it to tie up Humdrum.

“Alright, talk! Who are you, and what have you done with the real Humdrum?” Masked Matterhorn asked “Talk now, or forever hold your peace!”

Humdrum, or at least whoever was disguised as him, finally said in a girlish tone of voice “You’ll never find him! I’ve hidden him away somewhere, per The Mane-iac’s instructions, and I’m under strict orders not to tell anypony where that is!”

“It’s not like it matters, you’re lousy at being a mole.” a familiar masculine voice spoke up, emerging from the shadows. Everypony recognized it at once as Humdrum.

“Alright, my little ponies, it’s time for lunch!” Dizzy Twister called, as she opened the door to her daughter’s room.

“Aw, and we were having so much fun.” Featherweight said playfully.

Scootaloo, for her part, was silent (despite having taken The Wonderbolts pacifier out of her mouth a short time ago). She knew what was coming next.

“Before we go anywhere though, I’ll need to check your diapers. Wouldn’t want either of you to get a rash.” Dizzy Twister said in a motherly tone.

Both Scootaloo and Featherweight fully co-operated, as Dizzy Twister pulled back their diapers, both of which gave off a squishing sensation.

“Oh my, it seems you’re both very wet. It’s a good thing I checked you on both when I did.” Dizzy Twister added, as she then led the two ponies to her bedroom. Per Scootaloo’s wishes, Dizzy Twister had not put up a changing table in her daughter’s bedroom.

After pulling out a changing mat and setting it next to her bed, Dizzy Twister asked “Who wants to get changed first?”

Scootaloo, reluctantly, raised her hoof before Featherweight did.

“Alright then, my little Wonderbolt, let’s get you all nice and clean.” Dizzy Twister said with a motherly smile, as she booped her daughter lightly on the nose.

The changing process was fast, and it wasn’t long before Scootaloo was in a fresh diaper. “Thanks, Mom.” she said, as she was placed on the ground.

“You’re welcome, Scootaloo,” Dizzy Twister replied, and turned her attention to Featherweight “Okay, Featherweight, it’s your turn now.”

Featherweight co-operated just as well as Scootaloo had, and it was only a matter of seconds before he too was in a clean diaper. “Thank’s for cleaning me up, Miss. Twister.” Featherweight said politely, after all, both his parents and his brother had raised him to be a gentlecolt.

“Now, before we have lunch, do either of my foals need to use the potty?” Dizzy Twister asked.

Scootaloo and Featherweight looked at each other for a moment, then they both said at the same time “Nah.”

“Alright then, just give me a second to wash my hooves, and we’ll head downstairs,” Dizzy Twister smiled “I hope you don’t mind peanut butter and zap apple jam sandwiches.”

Leak by SuperPinkbrony12

Scootaloo jolted up in her makeshift crib in a cold sweat, panting furiously and screaming at the top of her lungs. Her heart felt ready to jump out of her chest due to how fast it was beating. She looked all around, and quickly realized she had suffered a horrible nightmare.

But her relief lasted for only a moment, as she felt her diaper give off the most unpleasant squishing sensation. She sniffed the air, and plugged her nose at the foul smell. Looking down at her diaper, she could see that it had been heavily used, no doubt due to the nightmare she had endured.

Scootaloo tried her best to remain calm, but was unable to keep herself from crying. She had messed her diaper like a little foal, all because of some stupid nightmare.

Scootaloo’s sobbing woke Featherweight, who was sleeping next to Scootaloo. He could already smell the source of her distress.

“What’s wrong, Scootaloo? Bad dream?” Featherweight asked, as he put a hoof around Scootaloo’s shoulder. He hated seeing her so upset.

Scootaloo could only respond with a nod, as she continued to sob. Her diaper felt like it was ready to leak at any moment.

Just then, Dizzy Twister came into the room, and turned on the light. “What’s wrong, my little Scootaloo? Did you have a bad dream?” she asked, as she approached her crying daughter. The smell didn’t seem to bother her even the slightest.

“Y-yeah, it was a really bad one. You shoved all kinds of things up my butt and they hurt!” Scootaloo told her mom, as she continued to cry her eyes out.

“Well, it must’ve been quite the nightmare, your diaper looks like it’s about to burst!” Dizzy Twister commented, as she noticed just how full her daughter’s diaper was.

“I didn’t mean to, it was an accident. I swear! Please don’t stick those things up my butt!” Scootaloo pleaded, visibly shaking in horror, even as her mom rocked her back and forth.

“I would NEVER do such things to you, Scootaloo! You know that better than anypony else!” Dizzy Twister said seriously “Now, let’s get you cleaned up, my little Wonderbolt, before your diaper starts to leak.

“What about me, Miss. Twister?” Featherweight asked.

“Featherweight, why don’t you use the potty, while I tend to Scootaloo. I don’t want you to have an accident as well.” Dizzy Twister suggested.

“Okay, I can do that.” Featherweight replied, and after climbing out of the crib, made his way to the bathroom.

Now that the two of them were alone, Dizzy Twister wasted no time in pulling out a changing mat and closing the door to Scootaloo’s bedroom. In no time at all, she was able to remove the wet and messy diaper, wipe her daughter’s coat until it was spotless, powder her, and then put a new sky blue diaper on her rump and tape it up.

“T-thank you, Mommy.” Scootaloo said, once the changing process was complete. She rarely called her mother that, and she only did so when she felt insecure or frightened. And this was one of those times, her nightmare had shaken her to the core.

“You’re more than welcome, my little Crinkleloo. Mommy promises she’ll always love you, no matter what,” Dizzy Twister said sweetly “And she promises that she will never stick anything up your butt that makes you feel uncomfortable. If anypony tries to touch you there, or in any other place that you’re not comfortable with, you tell somepony you can trust!” She then picked her daugher up, and began to rock her back and forth, until she had calmed down.

Rest by Daxn

Twilight wasn't done just yet. After some snipping and yet another row of painful piercing feelings, she was set on a gurney and rolled away inside a big bedroom with walls that were half white and half azure green, and with a row of identical white beds with identical nightstands on the side.

Twilight had been set in one if them and was told to not move at all and, to help with that, the nurses had brought in a diaper. Twilight only blushed and whined. After all, she had been a bad filly, and bad fillies wore diapers like little foals.

Once the pink diaper was snugly set on her, Twilight had been left alone in the room for what felt like an eternity to little Twilight, who started to sing a little song to herself, while she sobbed at her pain and her punishment.

Then, there was the sound if hooves clip-clopping on the floor and a familiar male voice speaking.

"Hello there Twily,"

Twilight smiled widely, as she snapped her head around towards the voice's source, slowly turning herself around, a faint pain running all over her back.

"Hey Shiny!" Twilight squealed, as he walked next to her bed with a swinging trot.

"What happened during the operation? You were screaming so much!"

Twilight froze, as she was reminded of what she had went throught all over again. She teared up, as she forced herself to speak up to tell the tale.

"Mommy brought me here to punish me because I was bad filly. Big ugly ponies started to cut my back, it hurt a lot." She said, not wishing to elaborate any further. Shining Armour let out a roaring chuckle, one that made Twilight recoil and whimper.

"From your screams you sounded like they had cut off your flank entirely with a saw and a spoon!" He said, holding his chest "I already knew you aren't brave at all, but this much?"

Twilight folded her ears, as tears welled up in her little eyes and her heart clenched up. Not only she was a bad filly, she was a chicken too!

"Oh well, gotta go now. Bye-bye Chickenlight!" Shining Armour said with a chuckle, as he galloped out of the room, leaving Twilight behind to stare at him with teary eyes.

Twilight cried again, wailing due to the distress she was going through, curling up on herself, paying very little attention to the sensation of painful pulling she felt between the two halves of her flesh. She cried and cried and cried, asking herself questions like "How can

I stop being so bad?" And "Does mommy love me still, even if I'm a chicken and a naughty filly?"

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Her questions brought her to a state of negative transcendence, in which nothing besides herself and her own body could be felt or heard at all.

"What did I tell you?" Was the nurse's bark that brought her back to reality. Before she could register the voice, Twilight felt herself begin violently turned around, which caused her further pain in the back and made her stop crying. After that, Twilight saw the nurse quickly undoing her diaper, before swatting her butt violently five times, causing tears and a yelp to come out from the filly.

"Do you understand that you must take absolute rest or not?" The nurse said sternly, staring Twilight down as she taped her diaper back up. Twilight sniffled and nodded, as then the nurse left the room slowly with a cadenced step.

Twilight then looked down at her bandages, her tushy hurting somewhat. To make matters worse, she had to poo and she had been forbidden from using the bathroom.

Youth by XXXX

Rainbow Dash looked with pleading eyes at the mare that had taken her up and swaddled her.

"Please, stop, I don't want to go to that show," Rainbow Dash whined, knowing well that the mare could not understand her at all, but still hoping in a freak accident that would either make the mare undestand the language or one that would free her from the swaddles.

The mare said something in a soothing voice, giving a couple of licks to Rainbow Dash's mane, too much of Dash's disgust.

"Ugh, that's gross." Rainbow Dash said while gagging, really wishing to rub the current in her mane pff, but unable to due to the swaddles "I don't get it, what would bring them to do this?"

The mare chuckled, patted her on her back, then set Rainbow Dash back in the jute saddle pocket on her back, once again leaving Rainbow Dash at mercy of passerbys smiling at her and, sometimes, ruflling what little of mane she had out or pinching her cheeks, saying something that, Dash assumed, meant that she was cute (in turn making her blush and receiving a chuckle in response), before going on to talk with the mare holding her hostage.

"This is so embarassing..." Rainbow Dash muttered, once that the mare had entered in the stadium, and was walking the steps towards the seating likely assigned by the stallion that spoke to her holder before entering. The mare then said something sweetily, as she set herself down, sitting on a side. Rainbow Dash winced in horror, once she realized that the mare was bringing her next to her dry-looking teats.

"I'm not a foal and not even all that hungry!" Rainbow Dash complained, moving her hooves around under the swaddling bands, as her muzzle poked the mare's nipple. The mare pushed her against her teat a couple of times, in turn making Rainbow Dash bounce away as she kept her jaws shut, before she gave up and put Rainbow Dash back into her saddle sack.

As soon as she did so, there was a loud boom, as four blue blurs moved in formation around the sky, before slowing dwon and land on a platform in the middle of the stadium. Rainbow Dash could recognize Fletfoot, Spitfire and Soarin', but te fourth one, an orange stallion wi brown mane and blue streaks, name's escaped Dash's mind right there, right now, but she remember him to be the first handicapped trainee to ever actually join the main team at all.

"I still don't know what is that guy's issue, but, oh well," Rainbow Dash said, as Spitfire slowly and clearly awkardly brought a speech in the local tounge, promoting some horses and ponies in the audience to snicker at her and likely quipping about her speech abilities. Spitfire then started to point widly around the stadium, and, soon, Rainbow Dash saw the mare springing up into action and jumping all over the crowd, running into the stadium's sandy field along with other memebers of the audience presumably selected.

When she realized that, Rainbow Dash froze and blushed strongly. Her blush only grew strong, when she was brought up the platform and she felt something warm and mushy trying hard to fill each and every gap in the swaddles.

"Oh no! No No! I pooped myself in front of Spitfire!" Rainbow Dash thought, tearing up, just as Spitfire waved and smiled at her. Spitfire caressed Rainbow Dash's mane, muttering some syllabes, before shaking her head and groaning, saying.

"Calm down, little one, I'm not going to eat you!"

"Yes, but you're not going to let me in the team!" Rainbow Dash said, terrified, squeaking loudly. Spitfire recoiled, and the mare tilted her head.

"Rainbow Dash, is that really you? What happened to you?" Spitfire asked, scrunching up her face as the smell hit her.

"I ate some kind of falafel before this happened, maybe that's why." Rainbow Dash said quickly, beet red and nearly curling up to the point of non-existence, which right now seemed like a good idea to Rainbow Dash.

"Lemme finish this show, then I'll free you, okay?" Spitfire said,cwinking, before going back to the other spectators she called up on the platform, leaving Rainbow Dash there with mouth agape.

Rejection by SuperPinkrony12

Prince Blueblood suddenly found himself unable to say much of anything, he just stood there in embarrassment. Both because he was recovering from Rarity’s rejection of him, and because he knew he was in trouble.

“I must say, you’ve got some nerve showing off your jewels to Miss. Rarity like that, especially considering how poorly you behaved at The Grand Galloping Gala. I’m not surprised she rejected your advances. That sort of behavior wouldn’t attract anypony.” Fancy Pants scolded.

Blueblood said nothing, he just continued to stand there with the embarrassed look on his face.

“Hasn’t Daddy told you before that are you to keep your private parts inside your diaper at all times?” Fancy Pants asked, as he used his magic to put Blueblood’s diaper back on.

“Y-yes, Daddy. I’m sowwy.” Blueblood pouted, as he was escorted into a nearby stall. The door of which was locked tightly behind him.

“You very well should be, because you know what’s coming next,” Fancy Pants explained, as he rose a hoof and smacked Blueblood’s diaper a couple of times “Next time, I hope you won’t disobey your Daddy’s commands. Have I made myself clear?”

Blueblood nodded, as tears formed in his eyes. It was so embarrassing to be Fancy Pants’ little one, but the alternative was having his secret exposed to the press.

The truth was, Blueblood was little more than a foal in everything but size and control of bodily functions. For some strange reason, his more stallionly parts never grew to full size, and neither did his mind.

Sure, he put on a convincing act, but in truth he was little more than a little foal pretending to be a prince.

“Now then, does Daddy’s little prince need to make boom booms in his potty?” Fancy Pants asked, as he finished spanking Prince Blueblood.

[NSFW] Pee by Folle sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Prince Blueblood gritted his teeth, angered by the spanking. However, he then grinned, as he had an idea. Sure he could find a way to counter-blackmail Fancy Pants, if he

"Yes, I do." Prince Blueblood said, as he was set on the seat of the toilet, making his business inside it, prompting Fancy Pants to clap his hooves.

"Good colt," he said, as he lifted Blueblood up again and turned him around to wipe his butt clean.

Blueblood let Fancy Pants do that, along with setting his diaper onto him too.

"Very well, now let's get out of here, shall we?" Fancy Pants said, flushing the toilet before turning around to unlock the bathroom stall's door. Blueblood grinned, as he undid his diaper and jumped forward onto Blueblood.

"Daddy, you spanked me, now I hurt your butt!" Blueblood shouted, a he penetrated Fancy PAnts with his tiny cock. Fancy Pants yelped and froze in surprise, as Blueblood pushed in and out strongly, his apparent small size compensated by the length of his fully-erect penis, which was more like a cane that went well past the rectum and infiltrated inside Fancy Pants' colon.

Blueblood felt pleasure going from hi dick to his brain like an electrical shock. Sure, he may have been immature overall, but he still could feel sexual pleasure alright, and, as Fancy Pants was testing on his own skin, sadism too.

Fancy Pants, once the shock of the surprise was lost, tired his best to lit up his magic, only to find Blueblood violently punching him in the muzzle and then going back to ass-rape him.

Blueblood bit his lip, as he cummed inside Fancy Pants' colon, bringing him to blush and rapidly expel poop and, along with it, piss himself. Blueblood let out a roaring laugh of joy.

"I-I take that I won't speak about it after all..." Fancy Pants said, blushing beet red and holding his ears down.

Clap by SuperPinkbrony12

The last thing Sunset Shimmer could remember upon arriving home, was drinking some hot soup offered to her by Pinkie Pie, and then passing out in her bed shortly afterward.

She was awoken from her comatose state by a loud clap of thunder from outside. Still feeling very sick, Sunset Shimmer slowly opened her eyes. Another clap of thunder, and the sound of raindrops hitting her bedroom window, was all the evidence she needed to realize that it was storming.

Sunset Shimmer tried to get up, but every part of her body ached. Her head felt like it had been smashed with a hammer, her nose was red and stuffy, her legs wobbled like wet noodles, making it impossible for her to stand up.

“I must’ve caught that flu bug that’s going around.” she thought to herself, as she sneezed once again.

It was upon laying back down in her bed, that Sunset Shimmer finally became aware of a faint crinkling sound. She looked all around, but the noise was not emanating from anything in her room.

Then, as another clap of thunder split the air, Sunset Shimmer looked down at her crotch area, and saw that her red skirt and panties had been removed. In their place, was a thick, white, diaper.

Before Sunset Shimmer had much of a chance to ponder why she was diapered, her bedroom door was opened, and in strolled Pinkie Pie. “Oh, good. You’re awake. I was starting to get worried, thought you might be really sick or something,” Pinkie Pie said to Sunset Shimmer “How are you feeling?”

Sunset Shimmer groaned, and put a hand to her head “I feel like trash, it doesn’t feel like a single part of me isn’t in pain.” she complained, her stuffy nose made her voice sound nasally and somewhat rasp.

“Well, that’s why I diapered you. You’re in no condition to be moving,” Pinkie Pie explained “I know you’re not gonna like it, but it’s better than trying to overtax your body by walking to the bathroom. Lucky for you, I’m an expert diaper changer.”

Sunset Shimmer would’ve complained, but her body was so sore that she knew Pinkie Pie was right. There was no way her legs would co-operate for even a quick trip to the bathroom. Like it or not, she wasn’t going to be getting out of bed anytime soon.

“Did you at least call my parents and tell them what happened?” Sunset Shimmer asked. When she’d first come to the human world, she’d been an orphan, but since the Fall Formal, she’d been taken in by Magnum and Pearl. With Sweetie Belle living with her sister Rarity, they had been willing to let Sunset Shimmer to stay with them for as long as she liked.

Pinkie Pie nodded “They’re out of the town for the weekend, but they said if you’re not better by the time they come home on Monday, they’re taking you to the doctor.”

“Thank you, Pinkie. It’s nice to be able to count on a friend at a time like this,” Sunset Shimmer said sweetly, coughing slightly “Do you think you could get me some soup to eat?”

“Well, before I do that, I think I’d better change you. Your diaper is really wet.” Pinkie Pie replied.

Sunset Shimmer looked down at her crotch again, and saw that her diaper’s white coloring was disturbed by a noticeable yellow tint. Whatever this illness was, it had apparently made her unaware that she had needed to pee. She could only hope the effects weren’t permanent.

“Just relax, I’ll be back in a flash with a clean diaper and some wipes!” Pinkie Pie instructed, and raced away.

Sunset Shimmer just sighed “It’s not like I can do anything else.” she thought unhappily to herself, as there was yet another clap of thunder. By this point, the claps were becoming less and less frequent, but the rain was not dying down. This was going to be a long weekend.

Eaten by SuperPinkbrony12

“Thank you for getting me cleaned up, Mommy.” Pinkie Pie said in a foalish voice. It felt good to be put into a fresh diaper.

“You’re more than welcome, my little Pinkie Pie,” Mrs. Cake replied in a motherly tone of voice “But next time, please tell Mommy when you need a change. Carrot and I don’t want you to get a diaper rash. Trust me, they hurt very badly.”

Pinkie Pie frowned a bit, and apologized. She hadn’t intended to cause so much trouble, she just wasn’t sure if Mr. and Mrs. Cake were willing to change her dirty diaper. She was relieved to see, that her concerns had turned out to be unnecessary. “I’m very sorry, Mommy. I won’t do it again, I promise.”

“That’s alright, sweetie. You’re all clean now, and you look so adorable.” Mrs. Cake replied, and blew another raspberry onto Pinkie Pie’s tummy.

“Stop it, that tickles!” Pinkie Pie giggled, as she rolled onto her back. Not long afterward, she felt her stomach give off a really loud grumble. It was then that she remembered, she hadn’t eaten anything in several hours.

“I think I just heard a rumbly tummy,” Mrs. Cake said sweetly “I think my little foal is starving.”

“Mommy, can you feed me? Pretty please with a cherry on top?” Pinkie Pie pleaded in her best foalish voice.

Mrs. Cake responded, by scooping up Pinkie Pie and saying to her “Well, since you asked so nicely, of course I’ll feed you, baby. Let’s go to the kitchen, and see what Daddy has prepared for my special little pink ball of joy.” And with that, she carried Pinkie Pie out of the nursery in her bedroom, and brought her downstairs.

“How do you like your new highchair, Pinkie Pie? I had shipped from a store in Fillydelphia that specializes in adult foals.” Mr. Cake asked his new foal, as he helped her into her highchair. It was larger than most highchairs, but for a foal as big as Pinkie Pie, it felt perfectly.

“It’s nice, I love it! Thank you for getting it for me, Daddy!” Pinkie Pie cheered, as the highchair’s lap bar was secured into place. A bib was then tied around her neck that read “Mommy and Daddy’s Special Little Foal” in letters painted foalish shades of blue, yellow, and pink.

“Wouldn’t want my little Pinkie Pie to make a mess,” Mr. Cake cooed “Mommy says you’re always such a messy eater.”

“It’s true, she made quite the mess when I let her eat without her bib,” Mrs. Cake commented, then she turned to her husband asked “So, what sort of delicious noms noms do you have for our little Pinkie Pie today?”

“Well, let’s see. We’ve got ‘Cream of Banana’, ‘Fresh Carrot’. ‘Mushed Greens’, ‘Sweet Corn’, and ‘Blueberry Delight’.” Mr. Cake replied, as he took the jars of foal food out of the fridge.

Mrs. Cake took the jars, and placed them on the table next to Pinkie’s highchair. “Those will do just fine. My little Pinkie hasn’t eaten in hours, she’s starving.”

As if to prove Mrs. Cake right, Pinkie Pie’s stomach let out another loud growl. “Mommy! Hungry!” Pinkie Pie spoke up.

“What’s the magic word, my little pony?” Mrs. Cake asked, deciding that a little bit of roleplaying would make the whole experience more fun.

“Please!” Pinkie Pie pleaded in her foalish tone of voice.

“Excellent answer, I believe that deserves a treat,” Mrs. Cake replied “Don’t you think so, Carrot, sweetie?”

Mr. Cake nodded “What would you like first, Pinkie Pie?”

Pinkie Pie didn’t answer with words, she simply pointed one of her pink hooves to the jar labeled ‘Cream of Banana’, hoping that her mommy would pick up on the hint.

“An excellent choice, my little Pinkie Pie,” Mrs. Cake said, as she unscrewed the lid, and dipped a metal spoon into the jar. She then brought the spoon close to Pinkie Pie’s mouth “Here comes The Canterlot Express!” she cooed.

Pinkie Pie quickly pretended to make a face of disgust, and act like she didn’t want the food. She wanted to see how The Cakes would react to her being a fussy baby.

Mrs. Cake giggled slightly, but tried her best to keep a straight face as she said “Come on, Pinkie. Open up. You want to grow up big and strong, don’t you?”

Pinkie Pie nodded, and feigned reluctance as she let the tip of the spoon touch her mouth. In seconds, she was rewarded with the sweet taste of foal food. “Mmm, yum yum.” she said, licking her lips to get the few traces of food that were on her face.

“That’s right, Pinkie Pie. Yum yum for your tum tum,” Mr. Cake giggled “And there’s more where that came from.”

“Carrot Cake is right, you’re not getting out of that highchair until you’ve eaten every last drop of food in this jar.” Mrs. Cake told Pinkie Pie, as she dipped the metal spoon back into the jar.

The feeding process repeated itself for several minutes. Sometimes, with Pinkie Pie fully co-operating, and other times with her acting like a fussy little foal. But the Cakes were persistent, and before Pinkie realized it, the jar was empty.

“Oh my, it’s a good thing Daddy had the foresight to put a bib on you. You really are a messy eater, my little Pinkie Pie.” Mrs. Cake chuckled, as she used a wet rag to remove the small traces of foal food that clung to Pinkie Pie’s face.

When the feeding process was complete, Pinkie Pie was let out of her high chair. She then sat down on the kitchen floor, causing her diaper to give off a light crinkling noise.

“Ah, is my little Pinkie too full from the yummy food to walk?” Mrs. Cake asked. Pinkie Pie nodded. “Well then, Mommy will just have to carry her up to the nursery.” And she scooped Pinkie Pie up, and carried her back upstairs.

“I’ll be along shortly, honey bun,” Mr. Cake called “I’m going to clean up after Pinkie Pie, then I’m going to check on the other babies.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that,” Mrs. Cake replied “I think our little Pinkie Pie could use some playmates. And I know just the foals for the job.”

Game by Daxn

Sunset Shimmer looked around her slowly, as she moved on the tip of her toes inside the dark hallways of Tenochtitlàn's stadium, sounds of shouting, gunfire, horse whinnies, and clashing steel coming from the end of the alley she was currently walking down.

"I hope that they're doing fine," Sunset said, cringing a little at each shout she recognized, be it a cry of pain or one of rage, that echoed in the alley "I know that they're pretty good in fighting and Appiano basically has a superweapon around his neck, but that doesn't mean they're invincible. This isn't some kind of video game after all."

Sunset kept moving forward slowly, calculating each step, as the noise grew stronger and a dim neon light revealed vague shapes in the distance. Sunset dodged the small piles of excrements that were on the floor she was walking on, and kept moving, the battle noises by this point getting almost deafening, and the light revealing the shapes of the six combatant fighting.

Despite being in front of the light, Sunset could tell that Appiano riding a horse, going in circles around the "Second Twilight Sparkle," nicknamed by her and the others as Midnight Sparkle, who was armed with a pole. Intestinal Beetle was wrestling with Appiano's clone, rolling in the sand, grunting and trying to land fists non-stop, his clothes tattered to the point of leaving them in a jeans loincloth and a pair of dust-caked white slips respectively. Rarity was fencing with Lemon Zeist, both of the girls' armours showing a lot of dents and scratch marks, and their limbs covered in superficial wounds.

Sunset could only watch, as this went on.

"This looks like a stall in the fight." sunset muttered to herself. hen, all of the sudden, there was a red sparkle coming from Appiano, as he shouted.

"You will stop fighting and" there was a loud clang that covered Appiano's words "... E così sia fatta la mai volontà!"

There there was a red flash of light, one that made Sunset look away and flutter her eyelids, waiting for her eyes to recover and go back to show anything but green blurs. Sunset massaged her eyelids as she did so, and, at the same time, she realized that the sounds had at first died down and then disappeared altogether, replaced by blabbing, sights and sounds of clothing begin unrolled.

"Uhu? The fight stopped?" Sunset muttered, as she stopped to rub her eyes, as now she realized that her sight was good enough now. Turning around and walking towards the light, Sunset started to see the details.

Specifically, Intestinal Beetle as kneeled next to Rarity, a First Aid kit next to his right knee, as he applied antiseptics and Rarity bandaged herself up, hissing each time Intestinal Beetle applied the bactericide or she made a too tight bandage on her wounds.

Meanwhile, Appiano was tying his gray horse to the water tank inside the arena, his clothing showing very little damage besides for the shoulders, who showed the hairy muscle underneath and a shallow gash, a sword in the sheath of his belt, and a musket lying next to where he had dismounted from his mount.

Appiano's clone laid unconscious, bloodied and mostly naked in the sand, and Lemon Zeist's traces were only a trail of blood and footsteps accompanied by big shreds of clothing. As for Midnight sparkle, she was sitting in the middle of the battle field, chewing upon the left sleeve of her purple and turquoise tattered jacket.

Sunset Shimmer stared at Midnight Sparkle, looking all over her ragged-up clothes and somewhat battered body, but not finding any discernible reason for that to happen.

"Dè, what is it, Sunset?" appiano said, chuckling, as he walked next to Sunset Shimmer, patting her back and making her recoil a little "Impressed?"

"Yes and no," Sunset Shimmer said, looking at Midnight Sparkle staring at her with wide eyes. "I'm impressed, yes, because, I mean, how many times will I see a clone of somebody else fight with swords, muskets and poles? But..."

"But...?" Appiano said, moving his head forward a little, encouraging Sunset to finish up. She looked at Midnight Sparkle, seeing her pointing at her, babbling something.

"But what happened to Midnight Sparkle, exactly? She seems a little... off." Sunset said, scratching her chin. Appiano let out a hearty chuckle, as he patted Sunset's back lightly.

"Dè, I used the Appiani's Jewel, or Alicorn Amulet, to convince her to drop weapons and stop cause trouble. Just for kicks, I've decided to make her act like a baby too. I mean, if my clone is a serial rapist and Midnight Sparkle managed to improve her team's abilities, I'd say that it's a game that two can play."

"Oh." Was Sunset's only response. The idea sounded good to Sunset, but she was still a little baffled by the execution and the courage to actually put it in practice.

"I take that I'll drive Rarity to the hospital, Appiano?" Intestinal Beetle said, his light accent giving a threatening tone to the statement "Or will you do it?"

"Dè, I'll let you guess," Appiano said, as he then walked up to Midnight Sparkle "I have to bring one guy to the police station and bring a baby chick home, where do I put Rarity? In the trunk?"

Rarity sighed and nodded.

"You've always been such a gentleman..." Rarity said with a groan, as Intestinal Beetle took her up in his arms with a huff, and then set her on his shoulders, before bending inwards and carrying her away running. Appiano took up the Alicorn amulet, spat on it, took abit of the spti and made the sign of the cross on both his arms and his shoulders, before bending over to pick Midnight Sparkle up to keep her in one arm effortlessly, and, much to Sunset's surprise putting his clone under his right armpit. Midnight sparkle curled up, touching Appiano's nose, as she was held up.

"Um..." Sunset said, observing the situation "Is there any way I can help?"

Appiano adjusted his clone and Midnight around, then he started to walk.

"Dè, I'd say yes, but it would be wrong to say," he said, as he kept walking "If I'm not mistaken, we'll need diapers, toys and company for Midnight, until she snaps out of my mind control."

There was a rude noise, as Midnight Sparkle let out a grunt and blushed, a small bulge appearing in her trousers and making Sunset gag a little at the sudden smell.

"Yeah, you're correct," Sunset said, pinching her own nose "Hope you've got somewhere to keep her."

Appiano, after scrunching his face, shrugged and walked down the alley.

"Oh, I do, trust me on that. Flameboy and the Vice Principal would be very glad to help me out in this..." Appiano said "I mean, Flameboy Shy loves this kind of games, and so does the Vice Principal..."

Pyramid by Diokno44

After a rather embarrassing session of using a toilet in front of both her archnemesis and some men in robes, Daring Do was glad to be free of diapers.

Her adventurer aunt (who had raised Daring Do when her parents died in a plane crash shortly after she was born) had never had time to properly toilet train her, and had perished or vanished during an expedition before she could even consider doing so. Being an orphaned at a young age, toilet training for Daring Do took a back seat to learning how to survive.

Now, she had been lead to an alabaster pyramid nearby, all her spare diapers in tow.

A giant pit lay in the center of said pyramid. The tribe leader nodded, “Now, Ms. Do, you must throw your infantile garments down into the lair of the god.”

Daring peered into the hole, where the faint outline of...something. Steeling her nerves, she stared at the crinkling garments in her hands. A moment of trepidation passed through her, as she looked at the padded undergarments that had hugged her bottom since birth, before she tossed them in.

With a guttural roar, the creature that rested in the bottom of the pit sprung forward, swallowing the diapers in one audible gulp.

With that done, Daring awkwardly shook hands with her foe, thanking him for his services, and left. Forgetting that she hadn’t pulled up her cargo shorts. She had a book to write about her adventures.

2 weeks later

Daring was sitting on her armchair, a newspaper in her grasp. After publishing Daring Do and the Temple Toilet, which parents praised for encouraging their children to learn to use the bathroom, she was enjoying some much needed down time. At the rate this was going, her latest book was likely going to be her greatest work.

She looked at the front page of the newspaper, and blanched. "Daring Do makes Daring Doo-Doos in diapers" was the headline, with a colored photo of her on the toilet the temple provided, her diaper around her ankles. She flushed red in embarrassment and anger. There was only one person who could’ve possibly taken that photo.

“AHUIZOTL!” She bellowed at the top of her lungs. She began to pack up her things, she needed to track down her sworn enemy, and teach him a lesson he’d never forget. She should’ve known better than to trust him to remain silent.

But first, she’d need to grab some diapers, he’d be in for a real crapstorm all over his house!

Show by SuperPinkbrony12

“De’, do you want to watch this show, bimbo mio?” Appiano asked Flameboy Shy.

Flameboy Shy simply nodded in response, as he continued to suckle on his pacifier, while he rested his head on his daddy’s lap. The show had just finished its opening sequence, and already Flameboy was hooked.

“If I don’t understand something, I can ask Appiano to translate, or see if this television has subtitles in English.” Flameboy Shy thought to himself, as a series of commercials began to air. A few of them advertised local points of interest that Flameboy had learned about in school, while others advertised business. Some of which, Flameboy had seen several times in his country, and some of which were brand new to him.

Whenever something came up that he couldn’t understand from the pictures alone, he would ask his Italian daddy, who would graciously act as a translator. It was of little surprise, when he felt himself beginning to nod off.

“De’, did you enjoy the show? My little one?” Appiano asked Flameboy Shy.

Flameboy Shy didn’t answer, he had fallen asleep, still suckling on his pacifier. Appiano couldn’t help but “daw” a little.

Turning off the television, Appiano carefully picked up Flameboy, taking great care not to wake him up. He pressed a hand to the back of Flameboy’s clothes, and felt a familiar squishing sensation.

“Aw, my little Shy-Shy wet himself,” Appiano said softly to himself, as he carried Flameboy to his nursery, and set him softly on the changing table “I’d better change him, so he doesn’t get a rash.”

In a matter of seconds, the changing process was complete, and Appiano gently lowered a still sleeping Flameboy Shy into his crib. He carefully tucked him in and kissed his little one lightly on the forehead.

“Buona notte, bimbo mio.” Appiano called lightly, as he turned off the light, and closed the door. Before he did, he made sure to turn on the baby monitor in the nursery. That way, if his baby needed anything, he would know.

Making his way back downstairs, Appiano turned on the television, and set the volume down low so as not to wake Flameboy. The television was showing a familiar world of technicolor birds with cheerful expressions.

“I’m glad Shy-Shy likes this show too,” he thought to himself “And I’m glad this show actually is airing in my country again. It’s so much harder to watch episodes on the computer.”

Shape by SuperPinkbrony12

Poor Twilight wished harder than ever for this horrific operation to come to an end soon. Whatever she had done to deserve all of this, she was quite convinced she had learned her lesson, and would be the most well behaved little filly ever.

It got to the point where she didn’t even care that she had an accident in her diaper, all she could think about was the pain and suffering she was in, and how much she deserved it for being a bad filly. “Celestia as my witness, I’ll never misbehave ever again!” she vowed mentally to herself, as she was changed into a clean diaper, before the surgery resumed.

At long last, just when Twilight felt she couldn’t endure the pain she was put through, the surgery ended, and she wheeled to the recovery room.

Twilight Velvet came rushing in as soon as she was allowed to enter, she had heard her daughter’s screams of terror during the operation, but the doctors and nurses had told her “You cannot go in there now that the surgery is being done. It is a sterilized environment, and you would contaminate the entire operating room.”

“M-mommy.” Twilight said weakly, as she looked up at her mother. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying she had done, but she didn’t care. If she was truly a good filly, she wouldn’t have cried, she would’ve endured the pain. But she knew now, that she was anything but a good filly.

“What is it, Twily? Are you alright?” Twilight Velvet asked, as she stood by her daughter’s bed in the recovery room.

“I’m sorry I was a bad filly, I promise I’ll never do anything mean or rude to you, Daddy, Shiny, or Cadence, ever again.” Twilight spoke up. Her eyes shed no tears, there were none left after the waterworks display she had put on during the entire duration of the operation.

“Twilight, you are not a bad filly. You were a very brave little filly to go through what you did, even when you were in pain,” Twilight Velvet replied seriously “The operation was a success, and I promise that you will NEVER have to go through something that horrible ever again. Next time, I’m taking you to a hospital that knows how to properly treat young patients like you.”

While Twilight and her mom spent some much needed quality time together in the recovery room, Doctor Stable Hoof was currently chewing out the medical staff responsible for Twilight’s surgery. He was anything but pleased by what he had heard.

“How many times have I told you, that your number one responsibility in any operation or surgery, is to keep the patient calm?!” the yellow coated unicorn stallion asked angrily, as he paced up and down in his office, stopping every now and then to talk to one of the doctors or nurses, that performed the surgery to remove a mole from a toddler aged unicorn filly named Twilight Sparkle.

“It isn’t my fault, she wouldn’t hold still! She constantly squirmed about and cried, even after I told her she needed to remain as still as possible so I could do my job!” The doctor responsible for the surgery replied.

“Regardless of what the patient did, the fact remains that your bedside manner was absolutely appalling! Just look at the shape you left the patient in, it’ll be a miracle if she doesn’t develop a phobia of doctors and hospitals because of this!” Doctor Stable Hoof said angrily, pounding his front left hoof on his desk to emphasize his point. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to try and do some much needed damage control, to clean up the mess you all left behind! But don’t think for a second that any of you are off the hook! We will discuss your terms of punishment later, and you’d better pray to Celestia that I don’t have you fired on the spot!” And with that, Doctor Stable Hoof stormed out of his office. As he slammed the door shut behind him, the doctors and nurses in his office started to realize just how much trouble they were in.

Doctor Stable Hoof rarely got mad, but when he did, the results were quite scary.

“My mother was right, I should’ve become a lawyer instead.” The head doctor thought to himself, realizing that he was likely to receive the worst of Doctor Stable Hoof’s wrath.

Bottle by XXXX

"Why won't you use this?" Rainbow Dash said with a sigh, as she held a plastic bottle in her right hoof in front of her daughter's private parts, with a light blue pull-up hanging by her rear legs.

"I don't wanna!" Rainbow Dash's daughter, Cruise Speed, said, crossing her front legs and pouting.

"Cruise, there aren't any bathrooms on this train," Rainbow Dash said, as she kneeled next to her daughter's seat "you'll have an accident!"

"I dun care!" Cruise Speed said, as she then grabbed the pull-up and pulled it away, before setting it on her seat "I don't want to use bottle!"

Cruise Speed then pocketed her legs in the pull-up, before pulling it up. Rainbow Dash sighed.

"But don't you want to be a big pony?" Rainbow Dash asked pleading. Cruise Speed sat back down, crossed her arms and shook her head.

"Nu-uh. Grown-ups don't use pee-pee bottles." Cruise Speed said, which made Rainbow Dash sigh.

"She's right... but that's the only pull-up I have packed up. If she sues it, she'll either get a rash or stain the seat or the floor..." Rainbow Dash thought, as she tried to quickly think a way out of that, until...

"That's not true! Grown-ups use bottles to pee sometimes!" Rainbow Dash said, as Cruise Speed looked up to her.

"show me." The filly simply said, making Rainbow Dash grin after sighing.

Rainbow Dash looked around her, but saw no passengers.

"Good. I'd hate to pee in front of other ponies," she muttered, as she grabbed the bottle and set it next to her lower body...

Barn by SuperPinkbrony12

“Well, I guess it can’t hurt to let him try,” Applejack said with a shrug, and lay down on the barn floor, making sure she was resting against some fresh hay. “Do your best, Lonestar, honey. I’m actually curious as to how you’re gonna do it though.”

Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but giggle “I think he’s seen you and I do it enough times to know what he’s suppose to do.” she replied.

“Guess there’s only one way I’ll find out if he can actually do it,” Applejack suggested, and set the bag holding her changing supplies and spare diapers on the ground next to her.

Sunset Shimmer brought the bag over to Lonestar, and opened it. The stallion dug into the bag with his muzzle, pulling out a new diaper, and giving it to Sunset Shimmer.

Lonestar then trotted over to his lover, and used his teeth to pull down Applejack’s soggy diaper. He then effortlessly tossed it clean across the barn, where it landed in a conveniently placed trash can.

After retrieving some wet wipes from the bag, Lonestar approached Applejack and wiped her bottom clean as best he could. When he was done, Sunset Shimmer took a wipe and cleaned the places Lonestar had trouble reaching, or had missed.

Lonestar then took the baby powder out of the bag, and gave it to Sunset Shimmer, who opened it up. Lonestar then brought the powder over to Applejack, and sprinkled a liberal amount of it onto her nether regions, making Applejack blush even more.

Taking the new diaper from Sunset Shimmer, Lonestar carefully trotted back over to Applejack, and used his muzzle to line up the diaper properly. Then, he signaled Sunset Shimmer, who came over, and taped up the diaper so that it was nice and secure, and wouldn’t fall off.

“Thanks, Lonestar. You did a pretty good job, I’m sure Applejack really appreciates it.” Sunset Shimmer said to the stallion, as she washed her hands with some hand sanitizer.

“I’ll say, that’s the fastest diaper change I’ve ever received,” Applejack commented “You were amazin’! Thanks for gettin’ me cleaned up, sweetie.”

Lonestar nodded as if to say “You’re welcome”, then he turned to Sunset Shimmer (who was the only one who could actually understand him) and whispered something into her ear.

“Are you sure?” Sunset Shimmer asked Lonestar “You’re asking a lot, and I don’t know if Applejack’s family will be all that keen about the idea.”

Lonestar whinnied, and continued to whisper to Sunset Shimmer. When he was done, Sunset Shimmer said “Well, I’ll see what Applejack thinks.”

“What does he want now?” Applejack asked her friend.

“You’re not gonna believe this, but Lonestar wants to learn how to use a human bathroom.” Sunset Shimmer told Applejack.

“Wait, you mean he-” Applejack began.

Sunset Shimmer nodded, and tried her best not to giggle “Apparently, he’s hoping you and I could help toilet train him. That way, he can and come visit you whenever he wants, and your family doesn’t have to worry about cleaning up after him.”

“Well, I don’t know. That’s gonna be mighty difficult,” Applejack commented, causing Lonestar to softly neigh a bit “But, I guess we can at least try. ‘Course, I’m not gonna be much help, now that I’m incontinent and all that.”

“I’m sure Lonestar is aware of that, but he really wants to do this.” Sunset Shimmer replied.

“Alrighty then, you ready to start your lessons, Lonestar?” Applejack asked the stallion. The stallion nodded in response “Good, follow Sunset and I, and do as we say.” And the two friends led the horse out of the barn, and into the house.

Toilet training a horse was going to be really difficult, but both Applejack and Sunset Shimmer knew that once Lonestar made up his mind about something, he rarely gave up on it.

Flair by Diokno44

It was a warm autumn evening at Carousel Boutique. The radio was on, music by the famed Earth Pony composer, Marezart, was playing. It was set on a low volume, though enough to be heard.

Rarity sighed, as she lay in her armchair Her feet were resting on an ottoman, her shoes kicked aside. She was dressed in a casual pair of khaki slacks, much like the kind her mother wore, and a dark green tight tank top. Her marefriend and drake friend were busy. Pinkie was watching Pound and Pumpkin while their parents were at the Equis Wide Baker of the Year Competition, held in Morpheusin, capitol city of Changeling Kingdom of Arkaris, ruled by Chrysalis’ sister Pupa. Spike, meanwhile, was helping Twilight sort books in her castle library, which constituted over half of the west side.

In essence, the fashionista was bored. She picked up a magazine, the glossy cover rubbing against her hands. Trender Monthly it was called. Trenderhood was its main writer, finding new fashions. She hoped she could gain some sort of idea from the magazine, which she subscribed to.

“Now, let’s-” She turned the magazine to the cover, and blinked. Trenderhoof was dressed in a fashionable crimson blazer, with a yellow ascot. What was odd was the mint green diaper wrapped around his hips. She flipped to the page the cover directed her to, and began reading the full story. A carriage accident had labelled the fashion expert incontinent. Though, he had found a way, somehow, to make diapers fashionable. It was also studded with gemstones, always one for adding a bit of flair to his clothes.  A lightbulb went on in Rarity’s head. She knew a fair number of her fellow citizens were Adult Foals. Grabbing a sketchpad, pencil, and her work glasses, she dashed into her workspace.

Now all she needed would be volunteers to model...

Monster by XXXX

Rainbow Dash huddled with her plush falcon, as his father shouted outside the door.

"Dad is monster... dad is monster..." Rainbow Dash said, as she felt another surge of pain hitting her lower parts, before releasing out of her pained butt into the pull-up she was currently wearing, which was smelling like a latrine and had quadrupled its size in the span of twenty minutes.

His father kept shouting, until a female voice interrupted him. A loud cracking sound ensued, followed by a whimper, as then Rainbow Dash's bedroom door was slammed open, sending Swirly Sweet flying into it.

"Get otu of here!" Rainbow Dash's father kept shouting, rushing towards Swirly Sweet as she squirmed about to get up "I don't want any potential foal-killers in my house!"

"B-but it was h-her idea!" Swirly Sweet said, her voice cracking due to the pain. Rainbow Dash looked with widened eyes at her babysitter, as she was battered by her father, and as her feelings turned into a whirlwind of emotions, and as she felt going and leaking on her bed.

"D-daddy! Stop!" She shouted, as her father landed a punch on Swirly's chest, causing her to let out a suffocated croak of pain, and as the air filled itself with the smell of blood.

"NO!" He shouted "She tried to impale you onto the plunger, she pays!"

"B-but... I liked it!" Rainbow Dash said, lying through her teeth in the attempt to get her father to stop beating her former babysitter to a pulp.

"I can tell you're lying!" He bellowed, hitting Swirly's teeth, as Rainbow Dash recoiled "You complained way too much when you got your anal exams done for your word to be credible!"

Rainbow Dash's eyes started to water, as she looked at Swirly Sweet losing her front teeth, and his father beating her up savagely...

"What do you mean, she has Shy Bladder and maybe Post Traumatic stress Disorder? But why?" Rainbow Dash's father said, as Rainbow Dash sat on the examination table, looking around the colorful room for something to do. The psychologist adjusted his glasses and quickly stroke his non-existent mane.

"Yes, you heard it right, Mister. Your daughter, due to a psychological trauma, sufferers of paruresis, over to a striking fear of garments wrapping around her lower body. As for the PTSD, I'm not positive about it, but it sounds likely."

Horse by Diokno44

Two pairs of boots and four hooves trodded against the wooden floor of Applejack’s house. AJ knew her family wouldn’t be back for four hours or so, leaving them time to try and toilet train Lonestar. There was an emphasis on try. “Where is everypony, er, everyone?” Sunset asked, looking around. Aside from them, the house was empty. They carefully made their way up the stairs, after locking the front door.

“Hmm,” Applejack thought it over, trying to recall where her kin were. “Applebloom’s with her friends, Big Mac’s on a date with Cheerilee, an’ Granny’s off at that bingo tournament a few cities away.” She said, leading them to the bathroom. Thankfully, it was a rather large bathroom, allowing all of them to fit.

“Alright Lonie, just place your plot on the toilet.” Sunset said, her diaper crinkling under her jeans (she had originally taken up diapers so as to not make Applejack feel about needing them, which caused her to discover that she liked wearing them). She pecked him on the lips, smiling. Lonestar nodded, and sat his rump on the toilet.

“So, I just...go?” Lonestar asked, which sounded like a mix of neighs and a whinny to Applejack. Sunset nodded.

“Ok, um, sorry about the smell.” Sunset giggled, saying she was used to it, especially when Celestia went on one of her cake eating-sprees, which was often. Applejack, meanwhile, had exited the bathroom, ran to her bedroom, closed the door, sprayed some apple cider scented air freshener around the room, and plugged her nose.

Lonestar grunted, his tail raising. Sunset sat on the bathub rimp, her diaper peeking out of her jeans. With several thunderous farts, Lonestar expelled his large manure, with a sigh. He got up, as Sunset smiled.

“Good job L-” She peeked into the bowl. “Wow, it’s almost as big as Celestia after eating two cakes.” She gaped, wiping her coltfriend. The mound of manure was a bit out of the bowl, and smelled like fifty bears with irritable bowel syndrome had used an outhouse.  “Well, we got a few hours to kill, let’s continue.”

Applejack, thinking it was over, entered the bathroom, nose pin gone. She got one look of the toilet, smelled the stench of fresh manure x50, and fainted, gagging.

Spy by SuperPinkbrony12

Flash Sentry was currently cursing under his breath, regretting that he had disobeyed his captain’s orders, and gone off on his own.

“So, you are what passes for royal guards these days?” Queen Chrysalis asked her captive, smirking fiendishly “I must say, I’m not impressed. I thought for sure that Shining Armor would do a better job of training his spies. Alas, it seems he has disappointed me.”

“Shut you overgrown mouth, cheeselegs!” Flash Sentry shouted defiantly “You may have me prisoner now, but Captain Armor is certain to come back with reinforcements when he learns I didn’t return from my mission! You won’t be laughing then! And I refuse to tell you anything, you won’t get a sniff of useful information out of my mouth!”

Queen Chrysalis did not appear concerned, she just laughed wickedly and looked Flash Sentry in the eyes “Oh, I think you’ll find that I have ways of making you talk. Ways of breaking down spies, that even Shining Armor wouldn’t think of. If you won’t co-operate, I’ll force the information out of you with one of my tried and true techniques.” And with that, she used her magic to grab Flash Sentry, momentarily freeing him from the shackles around his legs and wings, before casting a spell powerful enough to immobilize him.

“Where are you taking me?” Flash Sentry asked, as he was led through the dimly lit chambers of Chrysalis’ lair.

“You’ll see in a minute.” Queen Chrysalis said fiendishly, and pushed open a door that led to a room featuring more light than the entire series of catacombs.

Unfortunately, what the light shined on, was anything but pleasing to Flash Sentry. The light shined down on a massive green colored changing table, stocked with white diapers with alternating green and pink stripes. It also contained several packs of wet wipes and a couple rather large containers of foal powder.

To make matters worse, near the changing table lay a giant crib with the green colored sheets neatly tucked in, and the iron bars making it clear that no one inside the crib could get out on their own power. Resting at the foot of said crib, were various plushies that looked more like voodoo dolls, of the princesses of Equestria, as well as Prince and Captain Shining Armor, all of Princess Twilight’s friends, and even the royal guards (including Flash Sentry himself). There was also a rattle, and a pacifier that seemed blood red in color.

But what really made Flash Sentry’s heart race, was the adult sized diaper pail that stood near the changing table. The front of it was painted green, while the lid was a ghostly white in color.

In short, Flash Sentry found himself looking at an adult sized nursery. And it seemed quite obvious who the intended occupier was.

“Do you see now, my little guard?” Queen Chrysalis teased in a motherly voice “This is my nursery, where Mommy takes care of her special little ones with all the love and care she can give. After all, what better way for Mommy to satisfy her hunger, than by feeding off of the love a baby feels for its mother?”

“Nopony could ever love a creature as ugly and disgusting as you!” Flash Sentry bellowed at the top of his lungs, as he was put on the changing table, and strapped to its surface so that he couldn’t escape.

Queen Chrysalis didn’t seem at all worried about that fact, she simply retrieved a diaper from the stack, and unfolded it. As she did so, she lit up her horn. “We’ll just see about that, won’t we? Do you think I would go through all this trouble, and not make sure there was a way for me to get the love I need?”

Flash Sentry realized at once where Chrysalis was going with this line of conversation, and he didn’t like it “You’re crazy! You will not-” he began.

“Wanna bet?!” Queen Chrysalis asked in a sinister and maniacal tone of voice “If you want to keep your adult life and mind, I suggest you tell me what I want to.”

“I’ll never tell you! Do your worst, Chrysalis!” Flash Sentry shouted to the heavens.

“Okay, but you asked for it,” Chrysalis said with a chuckle, as she put the diaper on Flash Sentry. Her sickly green magic began to flow out of the diaper, and assault Flash Sentry’s mind. “I hope you enjoyed your time in the royal guard, because it ends now! But don’t worry, in a matter of minutes, you’ll feel like a brand new stallion, in more ways than one.”

Soap by Pope_Mosconi

Soap by Pope_Mosconi

Twilight glared at Mosconi, as he rolled around, still spouting profanities against his deities. The walls of the crystal castle were covered in entire spiderwebs of cracks, big shards falling and planting themselves into the ground. The glasses in the cupboards had erupted in a cacophony, and the unfortunate guards at the entrance and the ponies passing by had cowered and closed off their ears, moaning in pure agony. Fluttershy had curled up under the table, leaving ap uddl of urine in the stop she was standing on.

"Okay, you have gone too far this time," Twilight said, glaring at him and lifting up from the tail, scrunching her nose a little due to the smell his diaper was giving off, but not giving up "You are getting your mouth and butt washed!"

"Puttana la Madonna, mettimi giù Dio boia infame!" He shrieked, as he kept flailing around and screaming, as he was brought away into the bathroom "E xe gazzo, non si può far così, non si può, Dio cane!

Twilight Sparkle ran towards the bathroom, opening it up quickly and thusly shattering in her magicla grasp. Twilight ignored the shards and moved foward to the sink made of white and blue ceramic.

"Lavarmi la boca col saon? Dio can, ghe pensi d' esser tu, mia màre?" He said agrinly, before groaning, as Twilight opened the water tap and grabbed the lavender soap bar.

"Credime, non funzionerà, cavalla mona!" He said, as Twilight used the occasion to set his mouth under the waterstream. Twilight then started to rub the soap in.

"Let's get your mouth cleaned up, you naughty colt!" She said, as he gargled blasphemies under the water and the soap. Twilight kept rubbing and rubbing inside Mosconi’s mouth, as he kept struggling, and she kept going on and on and on.

However, he didn't budge, leading Twilight to keep going until she felt quite tired and wet by the punishment she was inflicting onto the colt, who hadn't stopped sweating and squirming around for the entire course of the punishment.

"Okay, guess that I'll spank you then," Twilight said with a sigh, as she dropped the soap bar, which had been reduced to half of its original size, and simply let the water go throught the colt's mouth, promptly making him spit it all out.

"Visto, cavala de merda?" He said, before wiping his lips clear with his left hoof, as Twilight pulled down his diaper, which he noticed.

"Gnànca culazarme servierà, Dio can, fattene una rajon!" He said, as Twilight bit her lip and scrunched her nose at the smell, before swatting Mosconi's dirty rump with her right hoof. Mosconi jolted into place, shouting again.

"Dio Cristo in fiamme! Ma mista a sentire?!" He shouted, as Twilight sighed, gagging a little as her hoof got smeared in poop and as she kept hitting Mosconi's rump.

Litter by SuperPinkbrony12

Rainbow Dash tried her best to work through her fear, and say something to Rarity to get out of the situation she found herself in. She wanted to speak up and say “It’s not what it looks like, you can’t prove that’s mine!” or something along those lines, but the words wouldn’t come out, they died on her tongue.

Rarity, for her part, snorted in disgust and anger “Darling, I’m not going to pretend I understand this ‘interest’ of yours even the slightest. It seems very weird, unusual, and highly unfashionable. But all that could be forgiven, if you would not toss your used diapers onto the ground when you’re done with them! It’s disgusting, and I don’t like it!”

“I-I-I” Rainbow Dash stuttered, still unable to say anything. Embarrassment had turned her into a pony that could give Fluttershy a run for her money in terms of shyness. She was in big trouble, and she knew it.

“Dare I ask why you can’t simply dispose of your used undergarments in the trash, and instead feel the need to throw them on the ground so they splatter against my house?!” Rarity angrily asked. “I don’t see what’s wrong with a trash can.”

Rainbow Dash, finally managing to overcome her fear and embarrassment, swallowed a lump in her throat and said to her friend “I couldn’t risk somepony finding out! If I ran the diapers out to the trash, somepony could spot me, and my secret would be exposed!”

“I highly doubt that would happen if you disposed of them along with the rest of your trash.” Rarity said, rolling her eyes at her friend’s apparent failure to grasp the stupidity of her actions. If she had simply done what should’ve been obvious, none of this would be happening.

“There would still be the smell, and if one of you girls came over, the smell would give me away!” Rainbow Dash protested “I never intended to throw them at your house, I thought I was disposing of them at a random spot on the ground.”

“You never even bothered to look below when you were tossing out your diapers, did you?” Rarity asked, and unsurprisingly, Rainbow Dash nodded in response. “Well, at least you can start doing so from now on. I’d better not see anymore dirty diapers splattering against my walls, for your sake!”

“I’m really sorry, Rarity. I didn’t intend to cause all this trouble,” Rainbow Dash apologized “Please, don’t tell anypony else about my secret! I’ll be the laughing stock of Cloudsdale!”

“Even if it’s something as uncouth as this, a lady does not delve into harmful gossip,” Rarity insisted “But if this keeps up, I might just have to make an exception.”

Rainbow Dash breathed a much needed sigh of relief, this was the best piece of news she had received since Rarity had showed up at her doorstep.

The next day, Rainbow Dash was awoken from her sleep by the sound of somepony knocking on her front door.

After making sure she looked presentable, and that her house was void of any evidence of her secret, Rainbow Dash flew over to the door and opened it.

To her surprise, she was greeted with the sight of 8-bit, who was holding a piece of paper in his hooves.

“Rainbow Dash, I am here to deliver an important message to you from the desk of Ponyville’s government,” 8-bit said seriously “You’d better read it ASAP, you won’t like what it says.”

“What do you mean?” Rainbow Dash asked, but 8-bit had already given her the paper and had flown off.

Setting the piece of paper on the table, Rainbow Dash reluctantly decided to look at it, and what she saw made her eyes widen in surprise.

The piece of paper read as follows:

Dear Ms. Rainbow Dash

It has come to our attention that you have been littering on the grounds of Ponyville for some time now.

Many of the citizens have been complaining about the content of your ‘trash’ and have demanded that we put a stop to this.

To that end, you are hereby fined 50 bits for violating the no litter policy regarding all trash from Cloudsdale.

Please ensure that you send the payment for the fine to us within one week’s time, or you will be forced to attend a court hearing, to determine the possibility of jail time.

Please also refrain from any further littering on your part, or you will be the recipient of further legal action.

Sincerely,

The Ponyville Public Betterment Bureau

“So, let me get this straight?” Rarity asked Rainbow Dash crossly “You want me to lend you the money needed to pay off your littering fine, because your next paycheck isn’t due until the end of next week? And because you have spent your money on diapers from a store?”

Rainbow Dash nodded “Please, Rarity, you’re the only one who knows about my secret. You’ve gotta help me out!”

“I don’t know, you aren’t exactly the most trustworthy when it comes to paying back money lent to you,” Rarity said with a frown “From what Twilight tells me, you still haven’t fully payed her back for the money she lent you after that incident in the hospital with the slippers.”

“I’ve been busy,” Rainbow Dash insisted, and began to plead “Come on, Rarity! I’ll do anything, just please help me out! I’m begging you!”

Rarity was silent for a moment, as she contemplated what to do. At last, breaking the silence with a sigh, she turned to Rainbow Dash and said “I suppose I could lend you the bits necessary to pay off that fine, for a price.”

“Whatever it is, I’ll take it!” Rainbow Dash replied.

Rarity smiled “That’s good, because I’d like to take the liberty of obtaining your measurements. Seeing as you’re wasting money on store brand disposable diapers, I’m sure you’ll be glad to save some money by having your own custom cloth diapers designed by me.”

“Cloth diapers?” Rainbow Dash asked.

Rarity nodded “They can be used, cleaned out, then used again. You don’t have to worry about disposing of them in the trash. Just set aside a room to clean and wash them in, and you’ll be all set.”

“And you’ll let me have them for free?” Rainbow Dash spoke up.

“Not quite free, I’ll charge you the price any store would charge for their own brands,” Rarity explained “But you won’t be spending the money as often, so you’ll be saving quite a bit of bits. The only downside is, I’ll be in charge of designing them.”

Rainbow Dash sweat dropped upon learning about that bit of information, she knew what that meant. Rarity was certain to make the diapers as frilly and cutesy as possible, but considering the alternative, Rainbow Dash was reluctantly willing to accept that downside.

“You’ve got yourself a deal!” Rainbow Dash said with a sigh.

[NSFW] Orc by Diokno44

Flickering torches lit the dim stone walls of the keep. Cobwebs hung from corners. Dust layered the floor like a musty rug. Dame Rainbow Dash, Fancy Mare of Cornwood, and Knight to the Princess of Nature, had been tasked by her Lady. She blushed as a crinkiling and rustling noise could be heard beneath her forest green and amber colored armor. It was known by only her immediate family, her Queen, and her daughter, Scootaloo of Breadburg, that she liked wearing diapers, that, and an incident with a crazed panda-lion had left her incontinent.

She steeled her nerves, her sharpened blade on her back. Using the natural magic within her Pegasus body, and that saturating the land, the sword stuck to her armor clad hoof, which is how things such as doorknobs work. A seductive half-orc, half-succubus had been preying on the stallions, and some mares, of the village of Pegalia. She was to deal with the fiend, at all cost. Making sure her spare diapers were tucked away, she made her way forth.

After what seemd like hours of trotting through the musty old keep, and a few diaper changes, she had made it to the chamber. The forest green mare, with an enlarged pair of swaying teats and a sectuvie smile, sat nude on a throne. Well, granted, most ponie ran around nude, but when one had their genitals exposed....

Rainbow fought back her arousal, “Alright vile seductress, your sucking of seed ends nigh!” She yelled, pointing her sword at the beast.

The ha;f-Orc smirked, her pink mane swaying. “So, another knight comes to challenge me.” She sniffed, “Ah, it seems my charms have worked on another who has come to face me.” She held up a hoof, “Wait, gallant knight, I have a proposition. You have an...itch that needs scratching, as I do. What say you allow me to live, and I would satisfy you, I’d take on a more...pleasing form and live with you.”

Rainbow thought it over, her diaper crinkling. It was currently wet with her arousal, and her urine, but that was it. She nodded, as the SuccuOrc clapped her hooves. She came over, and began undoing her arm. When she saw the soaked diaper, she smirked. “Ah, a naughty filly playing hero?” She teased, sliding a hoof inside the diaper. Rainbow moaned, as the hooves slid into her glistening marehood. Time passed, as they grinded against each other, teasing and squealing.Their sweat slicked against the floor as they made passionate love.  In time, they came as one, and leftovers, back to the village, one of the enchanted rings the Half-Orc/Half Succubus owned as proof Rainbow had “conquered” her, in more ways than one.

Rainbow opened her eyes, a board with scenery of a ruined keep set aside, with two figures on the edge. She glanced at her marefriend, who opened her eyes, smiling. The scent of their warm juices hung in the air. Rainbow’s diaper, her being an Adult Foal, crinkled.

“Best Ponies and Pixies session ever.” They said to each other, and locked lips in a passion-fueled kiss.

Ascension by SuperPinkbrony12

The counseling sessions Apple Bloom attended did little to change her mind about the decisions she had made. She still refused to be potty trained, clinging quite firmly to her cloth diapers, and resisting all efforts by her family to make her give them up.

Although she had not beaten down anypony else in anger, and Applejack had recovered from the injuries she suffered at Apple Bloom’s hooves, things were hardly where Granny Smith Big Macintosh, and Applejack wanted them to be.

It had come to the point where they were concerned they really would have no choice but to send Apple Bloom to an asylum, if for no other reason than the fact that her fits of anger made her a danger to everypony around her.

Fortunately, there was one other option they had left to try before it came to that. It was a bit out of left field, but Applejack and Big Macintosh especially were confident that it would work. And so, they began to make arrangements.

“How many times do I have to keep tellin’ you that I like my diapers, and I don’t want to give them up and use the potty?!” Apple Bloom angrily asked, as Big Macintosh and Applejack escorted her to the designated location for the new counselor.

“Look, Apple Bloom, it doesn’t matter how much you like your diapers!” Applejack said crossly, making sure to keep a safe distance from her little sister “Sooner or later, you have to give them up! Nopony else wears diapers at your age when they can control their bodily functions just fine! Isn’t that right, Big Macintosh?”

“Eeyup.” Big Macintosh replied.

“This new counselor isn’t gonna change anythin’!” Apple Bloom protested “I ain’t givin’ up my diapers, and none of ya’ll can make me do so! If it means bein’ sent to an asylum, so be it!”

“Well, we’ll just see about that,” Applejack said with determination “I got a pretty good feelin’ about the pony you’ll be meetin’. She’s especially good at workin’ with colts and fillies your age.”

“We’re here!” Big Macintosh spoke up, drawing both Applejack and Apple Bloom’s attention to the familiar crystal tree structure that was Twilight’s castle.

“You’re gettin’ Twilight involved in all of this?!” Apple Bloom complained “She ain’t gonna be anymore help than that other counselor! Not even The Princess of Friendship is gonna force me to potty train if I don’t wanna!”

“Who said anythin’ about Twilight?” Applejack asked with a wink “The pony you’ll be meetin’ IS a princess, but it ain’t Princess Twilight. And it sure as sugar ain’t Princess Celestia either.”

Apple Bloom’s eyes widened at the realization of who that left “You can’t possibly mean-” she gasped.

“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh answered “We figured it was easier for her to meet you here, rather than have you go all the way to Canterlot to see her.” And with that, he knocked on the door.

Sure enough, a familiar majestic voice called out “You may come in.”

Apple Bloom tried to run away, but Applejack and Big Macintosh were one step ahead of her. They quickly grabbed her by the tail, and dragged Apple Bloom kicking and screaming into the castle. Once inside, they set Apple Bloom down on the floor, and made sure the door was closed behind them.

“Ah, Apple Bloom. I was certainly not expecting us to meet again so soon.” Princess Luna greeted, appearing before the filly in all her glory.

“How are you suppose to help get me to leave my diapers behind?” Apple Bloom asked skeptically “I don’t see why you’re any different from the other counselor I saw.”

“Princess Luna’s got a very special treatment lined up for you, and it’s one that I think will help us get to the root of the problem and correct it,” Applejack explained “I filled her in on everythin’ that happened, so there’s no point in tryin’ to hide anytin’ from her. Big Mac and I will come back to check on you when the session is over, and hopefully you’ll finally be ready to start usin’ the potty like a big girl.”

“Come with me, Apple Bloom, we have little time to waste.” Princess Luna called, as she motioned for Apple Bloom to follow her into one of the isolated rooms within the castle.

Applejack and Big Macintosh watched, as Apple Bloom reluctantly did as she was told. Once she was out of sight, Applejack and Big Macintosh headed for the door and went home.

“Think we made the right choice goin’ to Princess Luna for help?” Applejack asked Big Macintosh, as the two trotted down the path to Sweet Apple Acres.

“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh replied with a sincere smile on his face “If anypony can fix this problem, it’s Princess Luna. Unlike a regular counselor, she isn’t gettin’ payed to just listen and feign interest. She’ll legitimately be interested in helpin’ Apple Bloom out.”

“I hope you’re right, Big Mac, for her sake.” Applejack said nervously.

“So, can we just get this over with already?” Apple Bloom asked Princess Luna, as the two ponies sat on opposite ends of a table “I’ve said it so many times already that I’m startin’ to sound like a broken record. I’m not givin’ up my diapers, and nopony is gonna make me! I like em’, and I ain’t givin’ up usin’ them in favor of the potty!”

Much to Apple Bloom’s surprise, Princess Luna responded with “I am well aware of how you feel, child. I’m not going to try to force my will onto you,” Apple Bloom cheered, but only for a moment before Princess Luna spoke up again “But all the same, I have to agree with your family. You cannot continue to wear diapers, no matter how much you might like them.”

“I’ve heard that sayin’ a million times already!” Apple Bloom groaned “And I keep repeatin’ what I said earlier! What makes you think that just because you’re sayin’ it, it’ll be different?!”

“In order for me to properly address the subject, I need to discover what the source of it is,” Princess Luna explained “In this case, I intend to find out what it is that has made you so determined to hold onto your diapers. Once I know the why behind your thinking, I will know how to properly address it.”

“And how do you intend to do that?” Apple Bloom asked.

“With a little something I have rarely attempted,” Princess Luna told Apple Bloom “It’s called ‘Dream Therapy’. How it works is simple, while you are asleep, I investigate your dreams and see what it is that has inspired them. From there, I can follow a trail of memories, until the source is revealed.”

“Sounds rather complicated if you ask me.” Apple Bloom replied.

Princess Luna nodded “It is indeed really complicated, which is why I don’t do it very often, and I only do on ponies when I have obtained their permission. Applejack and Big Macintosh wanted to give permission for you, but I insisted that I would only do it if you were willing to grant me permission.”

Apple Bloom, suspecting nothing, said to Princess Luna “Well, I guess I can give you permission to try it, just this once. But if you don’t find what you’re lookin’ for, don’t blame me! As far as I’m concerned, I ain’t ever gonna be potty trained if I can help it!”

“You’ve made that fact clear multiple times already.” Princess Luna said, and instructed Apple Bloom to lay down, close her eyes, and go to sleep.

Apple Bloom obeyed, and with that, Princess Luna lit up her horn, and began her ascension into the dreamscape.

Upon entering into Apple Bloom’s dreams, Princess Luna quickly discovered that Apple Bloom’s dreams were rather peaceful.

In this dream, Apple Bloom was resting comfortably in a crib modified to fit her size. One of her cloth diapers was wrapped firmly around her rump, giving her bottom a soft and crinkly cushion. A large green pacifier was in her mouth, and the filly was happily sucking on it without a care in the world.

The door to Apple Bloom’s bedroom was opened, and in walked a red coated earth pony mare that looked to be in her late 40’s, perhaps early 50’s. Her blonde mane and tail were styled into a series of curls not unlike the ones Applejack had, and her cutie mark depicted a brightly glowing zap apple.

The mare walked over to the giant crib that Apple Bloom resided in, and said in a voice that sounded like an angel “Good mornin’, Apple Bloom. Did you sleep well last night, my little apple seedlin’?”

Much to Princess Luna’s surprise, Apple Bloom replied in a series of foalish giggles and gurgles, as if she were a newborn foal. She then grunted and started to push, filling her diaper quite noticeably.

The mare in the dream seemed to not be disturbed at all by what Apple Bloom had just done, she simply chuckled and said “It looks like somepony needed to go potty. Well, it’s a good thing she didn’t potty in her sleep, or she might have gotten a diaper rash.”

Suddenly, into the room trotted a green coated stallion with a mane and tail that looked straw. He seemed to be only slightly older than the mare, and had a cutie mark depicting a rake and hoe in the shape of an x. Said stallion sniffed the air and plugged his nose “Does somepony need a diaper change?” he asked.

“Well, honey, since you asked, little Apple Bloom here made a stinky, and I think she’d like to be changed into a fresh nappy.” the mare replied, as she gave Apple Bloom to the stallion.

The stallion carried Apple Bloom over to a large changing table, and changed her diaper as if he had done it several times before. When he had finished the changing process, he laughed and said to Apple Bloom “What has your mama been feedin’ you? You smell worse than your sister when she was your age, and boy was she a stinker.”

Princess Luna continued to watch the dream, as Apple Bloom was brought downstairs and placed into a highchair that matched her size. She was then spoon fed all sorts of mushy food by the red coated mare, who made all sorts of spoon feeding gestures.

“My goodness, you are a messy little filly, aren’t you?” the mare cooed, as she wiped Apple Bloom’s face with a rag, before taking her out of the highchair and setting her in a large playpen.

“Don’t you worry, my little Apple Bloom,” the mare said, as she and the green coated stallion sat on the couch near the playpen “Your Ma and Pa will always be here for you, no matter what happens.”

Suddenly, the mare and stallion began to fade away, almost as if they had never existed in the first place!

Apple Bloom tried to call out for them, as everything around her went dark, but there was no reply. Eventually, even her pacifier began to vanish, leaving her in just a cloth diaper.

“W-where am I?! What is this place?!” Apple Bloom asked nervously, as she tried to find a way out of the darkness.

Eventually, she did, but what she found was not she had been searching for.

“Ma? Pa?” Apple Bloom called out, as she saw the two ponies from earlier residing inside wooden coffins that were closed, and lowered into the earth.

“Ma and Pa ain’t around anymore, Apple Bloom. I’m sorry.” Granny Smith said somberly “ With them gone, things are gonna be a whole lot different.”

It didn’t take Princess Luna long to ascend beyond the dream, and bring Apple Bloom into the overarching dreamscape that she had been in once before.

“So, what did you see?” Apple Bloom asked, even though she knew the answer.

“It would appear, that the reason you cling so longily to your diapers, is because of the fact that your parents died while you were still just a foal,” Princess Luna explained “And part of you wants to continue to believe that they are not truly gone for good. Thus, you seem to think that if you can return to where you were when your parents were taken from you, you can bring them back.”

“That’s… actually kind of true,” Apple Bloom admitted “I missed havin’ Ma and Pa around, so I felt that if I could stay in diapers, maybe I could imagine that they were still there to take care of me. And I got so attached to the idea, that I didn’t want to have to abandon it by bein’ potty trained.”

“It is not uncommon for many foals that lose their parents at a young age to feel scared, and thus try to seek refugee by pretending that it never happened,” Princess Luna told Apple Bloom “But unfortunately, no matter how much you might try to deny or ignore that a tragedy has occurred, it cannot change the fact that it did. And likewise, seeking refugee in things such as diapers, or even a desire to act like and be treated like a foal, though an understandable idea, does little to solve the problem. In the end, the only way to truly overcome a tragedy, is to cope with and move on. And that means, you will have to leave your diapers behind, and start using the toilet like you are suppose to.”

Apple Bloom pouted and sighed “Oh, alright. I guess I really don’t have any other options. Unless I wanna get sent to that asylum. But it’s just, I miss Ma and Pa so much, and I’ve really grown attached to my diapers. I don’t want to have to completely leave them behind for good.”

Princess Luna pondered this declaration, then she said to Apple Bloom “Well, at least in the waking world, you will have to give up your diapers completely. But, at night, when you go to sleep, I can arrange a dream nursery for you. And I will be your mother.”

“Really?! You’d do that for me?!” Apple Bloom asked eagerly.

Princess Luna nodded “But only if you keep your word and start using the toilet whenever you have to go. If you should ever go back on that promise, our deal will be terminated! I hope you understand that, because I will not warn you again!”

“Don’t you worry, Princess Luna! Just wait and see, I’ll start potty trainin’ as soon as I get home!” Apple Bloom vowed “It shouldn’t be that hard!”

Bed by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Staying in bed, with additional injuries in her legs, was harder she thought it was going to be.

"What did I tell you, Sweetie Belle, about not using your crutches?" Rarity said, sitting by Sweetie Belle's bed, holding a red lacquered bag in her hands in a way that irritated Sweetie Belle.

"Could you please stop acting like grandma, starting from that bag?" Sweetie Belle said "It's bad enough that my legs are bare more than wurstel stumps, I don't need you to preach to the dead!"

Rarity shrugged.

"I was just making sure you knew why you cannot walk around anymore and why your ballett lessons are forever cancelled." She said, as she inhaled loudly, making Sweetie Belle's eye twitch, as she felt pressure growing in her lower body.

"Well, I hope you'll enjoy sit me down on the toilet," Sweetie Belle, smirking "Because I'm not going to use those damn diapers ever again!"

Rarity made a clicking sound, as she waved her right index.

"That's not up to you to decide. First of all, you're still incontinent, so you wouldn't be able to keep your panties dry and, second, you cannot force me to do that anymore."

Sweetie Belle groaned towards Rarity, as the pressure grew stronger and she shifted on her butt, crinkling.

"I hate you, Rarity," Sweetie Belle said, as Rarity nodded, getting up and turning her back to her sister as she walked away.

"Okay, okay. I hope you'll make good friends with Scootaloo, now that you share a common trait."

Sweetie Belle could not help but spit in her sister's direction.

Helmet by SuperPinkbrony12

Dizzy Twister always worried about her only child, Scootaloo. Being a single parent, nopony could blame Dizzy Twister for her worries, especially since they often turned out to be unnecessary.

Scootaloo was something of a thrill seeker, but that didn’t mean she didn’t understand the importance of safety. Whenever she went scooting, she always made sure she wore her trademark blue helmet. On more than one occasion, said helmet helped her emerge from accidents with little more than scrapes, bruises, and cuts. As opposed to the possibility of brain damage.

Such was once again the case, as Scootaloo slowly rose to her hooves. She had gotten herself banged up pretty badly, having tumbled off her scooter to avoid a collision with a cart.

“I just hope Rainbow Dash didn’t see me wipe out like that,” Scootaloo thought to herself, as she worked through her pain to retrieve her scooter “Or even Diamond Tiara. It’s bad enough she makes me fun of me for being a blank flank and not being able to fly yet, I don’t need her mocking my scooter skills on top of all that.”

Fortunately for Scootaloo, her scooter had survived the accident intact. The only signs of damage were a few small dents, and a couple of smears on the parts that had struck the cart. It was nothing a hammer and a new paint job wouldn’t fix.

But there was something else that made Scootaloo dread bringing her damaged scooter back home, telling her mom what had happened to her. And considering how much Dizzy Twister worried, Scootaloo knew she wasn’t going to enjoy whatever sort of punishment she would have to endure.

With a sigh, Scootaloo walked alongside her scooter, and slowly made her way home. “Might as well just get this over with as soon as possible.” she thought to herself.

As Scootaloo approached her house, she could see her mom waiting for her by the front door. Already, Scootaloo could see the look of concern and worry reflected in her mom’s eyes, as she parked her scooter in its usual place.

“What happened to you, Scootaloo?! Did you get into another accident?!” Dizzy Twister asked with concern, as she raced over to her daughter to check for any sign of injury.

Scootaloo sighed, and reluctantly said to her mom “Yes I did. I was riding my scooter like always, when this huge cart suddenly started crossing the path I needed to take. I braked as best I could, then jumped off before the crash. My helmet took the brunt of the impact from my wipe out.”

Dizzy Twister gasped with concern upon hearing this “You’re not hurt, are you?!” she asked her daughter.

“I’m fine,” Scootaloo said, groaning slightly “For the most part. I just got a couple of bruise marks here and there, nothing’s broken.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Dizzy Twister replied, breathing a much needed sigh of relief. Then, she observed the state her daughter’s coat was in, and frowned “Just look at you, you’re all dirty. You need a bath, pronto!”

“What?! But Mom!” Scootaloo protested.

“No buts, Scootaloo,” Dizzy Twister said seriously, as she escorted her daughter inside “Don’t you want to get all nice and clean?”

Scootaloo couldn’t argue with that, she hated being dirty as much as anypony else, she just usually didn’t show it as obviously.

Truth be told, Scootaloo was looking forward to a hot bath. There was something relaxing about taking a bath after riding around all day on her scooter.

But to Scootaloo’s surprise, the bath that her mom prepared for her, was not a regular bath. It was a bubble bath, and one filled with all sorts of bath toys like rubber ducks and toy ships, which Scootaloo felt she was too old to play with.

“Alright, my little Wonderbolt, into the tub with you.” Dizzy Twister said cheerfully, as she grabbed her daughter by the tail, thus preventing her from running away.

Scootaloo pouted, as she was lowered into the bubbly water. “This is embarrassing! I’m not some two year old!” she complained, sitting her rump down in the bathtub.

Dizzy Twister took no notice, she simply grabbed a brush and used it to start scrubbing her daughter’s coat clean of dirt and grime.

When that was done, Dizzy Twister squirted some mane shampoo into her hooves and instructed to Scootaloo “Hold still, so I can work the shampoo into your hair. You wouldn’t want me to get any of it in your ears, now would you, my little Scootaloo?”

Scootaloo cooperated, and allowed her mother to shampoo her mane, then repeat the process for her tail.

After rinsing off the mane and tail shampoo, Dizzy Twister took a bottle of feather shampoo and squirted some of its contents into her hooves. She then massaged the shampoo into Scootaloo’s feathers, getting them so clean that they sparkled.

Once the shampooing and bathing process was completed, Dizzy Twister took a moment to just relax. She sat down on the bathroom floor, and watched her daughter reluctantly play with some of the bath toys provided.

Scootaloo became so immersed in playing with the miniature Wonderbolt bath toys, that she almost didn’t notice when her mother said to her “You just keep playing, my little Scootaloo. Mommy’s going to get some special supplies really quick.” And walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Scootaloo began to suspect that something was up, but quickly brushed it off. “My mom’s always saying things like that whenever I crash my scooter. It always just means bandages and kisses.” And she quickly went back to playing with the bath toys.

Only a few minutes later, Dizzy Twister returned. But what she was carrying in her hooves were not what Scootaloo had been expecting.

Instead of bandages, Dizzy Twister had a pack of “Silly Filly” brand diapers tucked under one hoof, and in her other hoof she held a bottle of foal powder and a teal colored changing mat.

“Okay, Scootaloo, bath time’s over. Time for you to get out of the tub.” Dizzy Twister called sweetly, and pulled the drain plug out.

But Scootaloo didn’t climb out of the tub, she just sat there with her eyes widening to the size of dinner plates. Nervously, she asked her mom “What’s with the diapers? I’m not a foal!”

Dizzy Twister just chuckled, as she pulled Scootaloo out of the tub and set her on a towel to dry off “Of course you’re not a foal, you’re Mommy’s special little athlete. And Mommy needs to make sure her special little athlete has the necessary ‘protection’.” And when Scootaloo had dried off enough, Dizzy Twister put her on the changing mat, and proceeded to diaper and powder her. She then picked up her diapered daughter, and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

“What did I ever do to deserve this?” Scootaloo thought unhappily to herself, as she carried out of the bathroom in her mother’s hooves.

Dizzy Twister saw her daughter’s pouty face, and just smiled a motherly smile in response “Don’t worry, this will just be our little secret,” she told her daughter “And wait til you see what Mommy has prepared for her special little athlete.”

Whatever it was, Scootaloo was certain she wasn’t going to like it. But all the same, she was surprised at the sight that greeted her eyes, when her mom pushed open the door to her room.

Exam by Diokno44

Rainbow grumbled to herself, tapping her pencil against her desk. Today was her history exam, something she loathed. Sunset had helped her study, but she still hated it.. The girl blushed lightly when a crinkling sound could be heard. Whenever she took part in long sports competitions, like regionals, or boring ass tests like these, she would strap on some training pants she had for just this occasion. She was currently fighting the urge to go. She could hold it until the end of this sucky test.

She jotted down some answer to a question about some king from the land before TV, a time Rainbow Dash was glad she had never lived in. She could feel a shift in her guts, and a twinge in her bladder.

Stupid bran muffin and milk combo. She thought, sweat pouring down her forehead. The test was to take about two and a half hours, and it had only been ten minutes. If she rushed, she might be able to get to the bathroom. She inhaled, as her pencil flew across the paper.

True, she was 99.99% guessing, but she knew she would atleast try. The pressure mounted, causing her to squeeze her legs together. When she was nearing her breaking point, she finished the last question and with a triumphant grin she set down her pencil.

As Rainbow stood up, test in her hand, the unthinkable happened. The blue skin girl let loose a quiet fart, and felt her Pull-Up starting to sag. She could feel eyes staring at her as liquid poop began to slide down her legs, and she wasn’t even done yet. Waddling slightly, she dropped off her test, and dashed to the bathroom.

She hoped this wouldn’t end up on Canterbook.....

[NSFW] Nursery by Eu Vou!

Scootaloo looked around her in awe. Where her room once stood, there were several ropes, hooks and shelves, covered in sex toys of all kinds, ranging from strap-on vibrators to some folded gimp suits, from several meters of rope rolled up like sleepign snakes to chastity belts with keys still in the lock, from ready-to-use enemas to pacifier gags made of elastic cloth. Her bed was a crib with some chains at each of the four corners.

Scootaloo looked up with mouth hanging open.

"You're doing this... for me?" Scootaloo said, excitement growing in her heart along with her smile "You're really giving me a nursery??"

Dizzy Twister smiled widely, as she went on to grab a purple strapon from a nearby shelf.

"But of course Scootaloo, my naughty sporty baby!" Dizzy Twister sing-sang, as she  "I have everything you could ask for, even a crib with some chains, so that you don't hurt yourself when you roll in your sleep"

Scootaloo giggled as she untaped her diaper and laid on her back, and her mother took the vibrating end of the sex toy in her mouth, before opening up her daughter's vulva slowly and carefully. Scootaloo's ears lowered and she bit her lip, arousal growing a little as Dizzy Twister did so.

Dizzy Twister then inserted the dildo into Scootaloo's vagina, which made the filly yelp in pleased surprise.

"Oh, you're gonna like this, you little dirty filly," Dizzy Twister said, purposefully breathing her baked breath on Scootaloo's folds, which were already getting wet with liquid arousal, as their owner moaned in pleasure harder than before. Dizzy Twister kept pushing inside, until Scootaloo arched her back, at which point she grabbed the remove and strapped it to Scootaloo's left rear leg.

"Now," she said, taping the diaper back up "Let's get this closed, so that my little filly does not make any messes on the floor!"

Scootaloo playfully pouted, the previous teasing making her feel hot and energic inside.

"No! No diapees!" She said. With a fluid movement, Dizzy Twister fluttered to the pacifier gags, undid a purple one with white pacifier. Dizzy Twister then closed it around Scootaloo's cheeks and forced the pacifier in her daughter's mouth, who was giving off weak kicks.

"There," she said, as she closed up the gag with a light clicking sound "Now you have your paci too!"

Scootaloo squirmed around a little bit, aside from rolling around on her back. Ditty Twsiter giggled, as she stopped her with the pressure of her right hoof on her chest, just before turning up the vibrator by three notches. Scootaloo started immediately to moan in bliss behind her pacifier and to squirm around.

"Have fun, sweetie." Dizzy said,as she started to browse for the next sex toy "It's gonna take you a looong time to orgasm."

School by uperPinkbrony12

“Why are you bringing me to see Princess Twilight?” Scootaloo asked her mom, as she was carried in a stroller that fit her size perfectly due to her shrunken state.

“I’ve had a lot of fun taking care of you while you were a foal, and you’ve been a little bundle of joy the entire time,” Dizzy Twister said, which made her daughter blush “But I need to pick up that poison joke remedy from the spa before they run out of it, and I can’t have you missing precious school time because of that.”

“That still doesn’t explain why you brought me here,” Scootaloo complained, as she was lifted out of the stroller “I only come over here for Twilight Time with my friends.”

“Well, I told Twilight what happened, and asked her if she could look after you while I went to pick up the remedy at the spa,” Dizzy Twister explained “I also asked her if she could help fill you in on the school lessons you’ll be missing out on. Don’t worry, I simply told Miss. Cheerilee you were too sick to come to class today, and everything was arranged. You won’t be in trouble for this.”

Scootaloo breathed a sigh of relief, she didn’t want to have to endure the embarrassment of her friends finding out what had happened to her. And she certainly didn’t need Diamond Tiara finding out, the humiliation that would’ve caused was enough to make Scootaloo cringe.

“Now then, before I drop you off with the princess, does my little Scootaloo need to use the potty?” Dizzy Twister asked in a motherly tone of voice.

Scootaloo blushed slightly due to the tone, but replied with a squeaky “Yes.” This prompted Dizzy Twister to pull out a small pink training potty, and set it on the ground next to the stroller. She carefully placed her shrunken daughter on it, took off her diaper, and then turned her head to give Scootaloo some privacy.

Scootaloo felt a whole new wave of embarrassment wash over her, as she reluctantly did her business in the toddler potty, prompting her mom to clap her hooves and say “Good job, Scootaloo. You’re such a good little filly for going potty like a big girl.”

“Mom, stop it, you’re embarrassing me! Really!” Scootaloo insisted, as she was lifted of the potty, wiped clean, and then set into a new diaper.

After Dizzy Twister made sure that Scootaloo was in good hooves with Twilight, she headed to the bathroom and discreetly emptied the training potty’s contents into the toilet, which was then flushed. The wave of water sending Scootaloo’s bodily wastes down the drain and into the sewers. Dizzy Twister then washed her hooves thoroughly, before picking up the training potty and giving it (as well as the rest of her foal care supplies) to Twilight. “If Scootaloo looks like she needs to go, don’t be afraid to ask her if she wants to sit on her potty. After all, she’s a big filly now!” she said, and headed for the door. Just before she left, she added “I should be back in about an hour and a half, perhaps a bit longer. Make sure to take good care of my little angel, and ensure she’s all caught up with her school work.”

Once Dizzy Twister had left, Twilight put the foal care supplies away in her bedroom. Then, she smiled at Scootaloo and said “Shall we begin our lessons for today?”

“Sure, whatever. Just don’t try to treat me like I’m a little foal, because I’m not!” Scootaloo said with a shrug “The only reason I let my mom treat me like one, is because it makes her happy. Even if it’s her fault I ended up this way in the first place.”

“Now, Scootaloo, what happened was an honest accident. You know that,” Twilight said seriously “Your mom would never intentionally shrink you, just because she wanted to protect you.”

“Whatever, let’s just get to the schoolwork already.” Scootaloo replied.

[Dark] Model by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Scootaloo seriously wanted to cry in panic and anguish, due to the itchy sensation she felt all over her coat, and the terrifying sensation of total immobility.

Except she could not do that.

"A little more plaster there..." Twilight said, as she levitated a ball of fresh building material, and smeared it around Scootaloo's only uncovered parts, her butthole and flank.

"Why Twilight, why?" Scootaloo cried out, as Twilight Sparkle smeared the plaster onto Scootaloo's flank. Twilight Sparkle shrugged, as Scootaloo's tiny blank flank disappeared under a layer the greyish white cold malleable substance.

"I needed a disabled baby pony model for a research I'm doing," Twilight said, as she closed up the diaper onto Scootaloo and covered it in plaster too "the morgues of both Canterlot and Ponyville were out of them, so I figured I could've used you for my study. After all, you aren't in a hurry to finish up those homeworks, right?"

Scootaloo whimpered, as the last layer was applied onto her, leaving only her nostrils and jaw free from the building material of doom.

"Yeah, but..."

"But what? Spike can do all that school work for you, and I can tell Cheerilee to close an eye on your shortcomings..." Twilight smirked, as she caressed Scootaloo's chin "If you cooperate. Otherwise, you will not get any help. Understood?"

Scootaloo nodded with a gulp.

"I got it..." Scootaloo said sadly, as she prepared herself for the inevitable. Twilight sparkle rubbed her hooves together and smiled widely with glee.

"Very well, now it's time for the first phase, the skeletal study." Twilight said, as she levitated Scootaloo up, bringing her  away towards a light blue crystal door "Then I'll take a look at your wings' muscles [ex vivo and then I will draw everything up."

Scootaloo nodded terrified, as Twilight opened up the door...

Agony by SuperPinkbrony12

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Please, stop! I’ll do anything, anything!” Scootaloo screamed, and jolted awake with a start. As she caught her breath, and tried to steady her beating heart, Scootaloo took in the sights of her room.

She was relieved when she saw that she was still in the nursery her mother had prepared for her. “Never thought I’d actually be glad to have this around.” Scootaloo thought, as she reached through the bars of her crib, grabbed a cyan blue pacifier, and instinctively began to suck on it to calm down.

Just then, the door to the nursery was opened, and in trotted Dizzy Twister. With a cautious smile, she went over to her daughter’s crib, pulled out her pacifier, and asked “Did you have another bad dream, my little pony?”

Scootaloo nodded, and tried her best not to cry. Regardless of the agony she had been subjected to in her dreams, she wanted to remain strong. Big ponies didn’t cry, even if they were wearing (and sometimes using) things that most ponies outgrew after a few years. “This one was really bad though, you dropped me off at Twilight’s castle while I was small, and then she tried to use me as a buried model to study baby pegasi,” she told her mom “It was even worse than the ones where you put all those things up my butt that hurt, or the one in which I was shrunken to a foal because you used a poison joke shampoo.”

“Well, you seem to be having an awful lot of bad dreams lately,” Dizzy Twister commented, as she lifted Scootaloo out of the crib and placed her on the changing table to check her diaper “I’m impressed that you’re able to keep your diapers clean through all of this.”

“It’s those nightly potty breaks you make me take before bed, they really help,” Scootaloo replied, before she felt an ominous gurgle in her stomach “Speaking of potty, I kind of need to use it, badly!”

“Say no more, my little Wonderbolt. Hop aboard the potty express, and let’s go!” Dizzy Twister said, encouraging Scootaloo to climb onto her back. Scootaloo did so, and Dizzy Twister took off as fast as she could for the bathroom, taking great care not to go so fast that she upset her daughter, or caused her to fall off.

Dizzy Twister waited patiently outside the bathroom, as Scootaloo sat on the toilet and did her business. “Do you need any help wiping, Scootaloo?” Dizzy Twister called.

“No, I’m good. Thanks for the offer though.” Scootaloo replied, and flushed the toilet and washed her hooves. She then pulled her diaper back up, and trotted out of the bathroom.

“Say, Scootaloo, how would you like to sleep with your mommy tonight?” Dizzy Twister asked “That way, if you have another bad dream, Mommy will be there to comfort you.”

Scootaloo shrugged “That’s fine, I guess. Beats sleeping in the nursery, but can I at least have my pacifier to suck on? It helps me fall asleep.”

Dizzy Twister just smiled “Of course you can have your pacifier, my little athlete.”

Scootaloo cheered, and hugged her mom tightly “You’re the best!” she said happily.

Muda by anon

Thunderlane was feeling less than impressed, with her current predicament.

"What?" She said, leaning his head forward to the doctor, while he closed the nursery's door behind him "You mean that all of this has been caused by my sweet little colt having issues with his very first change of feathers?"

The doctor, a dark gray thin stallion with a short messy curly white mane wearing a brown trenchcoat with the Red sun's symbol stitched on he heart's side of his coat nodded, thusly sending his round black shades down his muzzle, revealing a feast of eye wrinkles rivaling the one of an elephant.

"Inbreeding's a bitch," the doctor said "screwed-up genetics mixed up with pegasi magic tends to cause the most weird kinds of mutations."

Thunderlane looked at the doctor sideways, as he then looked at what he was carrying, namely, a big red bag brim full of what looked like colorful crystals and repurposed table salts mixed with grains of bath salts, along with some white canisters with their label torn off in places, revealing half of the brand's name, "Dax" and some green and blue designs.

"So, you're telling me that by buying your crystals and your 'magic liquid' for enemas will fix my son's problem with his wastes and his feathers not fully growing back."

The doctor nodded, as he adjusted his sunglasses on his muzzle.

"I'm completely, absolutely, totally sure!" he said, as he then moved the red bag forward "I'll be one hundred bits for the two-week long therapy."

Thunderlane looked at the bag again and more closely, thinking whether take it up or not, humming thoughtfully as he did so, before making his decision with a humph.

"SOrry sir, but you don't look very trustworthy. I'll look for another solution."

The stallion's smile turned immediately in a small frown, before going back to a grin, which was now clearly forced.

"Whatever floats your boat mate," he said, as he turned around and walked away, quacking sounds from nowhere at every step he made on the floor. Thunderlane sighed.

"Let's see who can I can..." he said, as another loud cry from the nursery signaled that Thunderlane's son had used his diaper once more.

Cafeteria by SuperPinkbrony12

“Rarity, can you hurry up and change me already?” Pinkie Pie pleaded from inside one of the stalls “My diaper is getting all cold and squishy, and it’s really uncomfortable.”

“I’m coming, Pinkie Pie, just hold on for a moment.” Rarity called, and walked into the stall Pinkie Pie had gone into earlier, locking the door shut behind her so she could change her friend in privacy.

This left Applejack and Rainbow Dash to wait impatiently by the sinks for Rarity to finish changing their rather energetic and random friend.

“I can’t believe Caramel went and gave Rarity those X-Ray Goggles, I’m not a little baby!” Applejack grumbled to herself.

“Considering you weren’t potty trained at all until just now, I’d say you are!” Rainbow Dash teased “Speaking of which, you gonna start wearing big girl panties, or you gonna stay in diapers for a little longer?”

“I’ll make the transition when I’m darn good and ready, you worry about yourself!” Applejack complained.

“I was just asking a question, no need to get all defensive!” Rainbow Dash replied.

“Well, keep those kinds of questions to yourself from now on! Or I’ll put you on changin’ duty, you won’t be laughin’ then!”

Rarity quickly changed Pinkie Pie into a fresh pair of diapers, making sure to wipe her friend down thoroughly, and apply a generous amount of baby powder to her nether regions.

“Remember what I said about fizzy drinks.” Rarity warned, as the two friends walked out of the stall, and washed their hands in the sink.

“But I like fizzy drinks, they’re so fizzy!” Pinkie Pie protested.

“Pinkie Pie, I’m not always going to be around to change you, and I doubt you want to ask any of our other friends to change you,” Rarity replied in a tone of voice not unlike that a mother would use to scold her child “Unless you want your secret to be known to everyone at Canterlot High, I suggest you cut back on your fizzy drink consumption. It’s not good for your teeth, or your body.”

Pinkie Pie sighed, but reluctantly agreed. “Well, I guess we’d better get going to school. Today is Taco Tuesday, again.”

“Taco Tuesday, huh? Guess that means we can expect to see Sonata in line at the cafeteria.” Rainbow Dash commented, as she, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity left the bathroom. Rarity made sure to keep her X-Ray goggles close at hand, she was particularly looking forward to using them on her classmates.

She suspected that some of them were secret diaper lovers, but had no way of proving it, until now.

“Hey girls, what’s up?” Sunset Shimmer called, as she joined her fellow Rainbooms for lunch in the school cafeteria. Since she wasn’t a big taco person or burger person (being a pony, Sunset Shimmer had gotten used to a largely vegetarian diet, a diet that had carried over to her human form) her tray was filled with various vegetables and fruits.

“Not much,” Fluttershy replied “Although, Rarity seems to have picked up a very unusual piece of equipment from one of Applejack’s cousin.”

“What do you mean?” Sunset Shimmer asked nervously, hoping that no one had heard the faint crinkling noise she’d just unintentionally given off.

“Apparently, Caramel got these old X-Ray goggles from someone named Billy Cobra, and let’s just say they produced some ‘interestin’’ results.” Applejack explained.

“X-Ray Goggles?” Sonata Dusk asked, as she helped herself to the empty seat next to Sunset Shimmer. Since The Battle of The Bands, Sonata had become the only siren to frequently hang out with The Rainbooms. Adagio and Aria had largely faded into obscurity, only occasionally bumping into The Rainbooms during class. Neither of them ever said anything.

“Yeah, and they work all too well.” Rainbow Dash said glumly, as she began to chow down on her burger.

“How do they work?” Sonata asked innocently.

Despite the protests of everyone else, Rarity reached into one of her pockets, pulled out the X-Ray Goggles, and gave them to Sonata. “Put these on your eyes and then flicker the first switch.” she instructed.

Sonata obeyed, and she was amazed at what she saw “Oh, wow! This is way cooler than anything I did with Adagio and Aria! But don’t tell them I said that!”

Everyone else at the table (except for Rarity) began to sweat bullets, Sunset Shimmer especially suddenly felt the need to be anywhere but where she was currently was. But she was certain that if she tried to get up and leave, she would attract suspicion, which was the opposite of what she wanted.

“Hey, what’s this?” Sonata asked, as her attention was drawn to The Rainbooms. More specifically, to what they had under their skirts. Before anyone could stop her, Sonata began to blurt out loud “Oh, cool! So, everyone at this table, except for Rarity and I, are wearing either diapers or pull-ups! Sunset Shimmer’s wearing a diaper with cute little pony designs, Fluttershy has a pull-up with pink butterflies, Rainbow Dash is wearing a pull-up that’s pink all the way and has flowers and butterfly patterns, Pinkie Pie’s wearing two plain white diapers, and Applejack is wearing a diaper with red apples on it!”

“Oh, nice going, Rarity! Now you’ve gone and blown our secret to Sonata, and she just blabbed to the whole school!” Rainbow Dash complained “I knew it was a mistake to let you keep those goggles!”

“Come on, Rainbow Dash, this is Sonata we’re talking about. She makes Pinkie Pie look normal by comparison,” Sunset Shimmer said kindly, despite the obvious blush on her cheeks “I doubt anyone actually believes what she just said was true. Sonata’s known for her wild fantasies.”

“So, when were you plannin’ on tellin’ us about the fact that you wear diapers as well?” Applejack asked Sunset Shimmer.

“I was going to do it when I felt confident enough, and felt that it wouldn’t destroy our friendship,” Sunset Shimmer admitted “I actually came out to Flash Sentry first, and Princess Twilight.”

“And how long has Flash known?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Only for the better half of a month.” Sunset Shimmer replied.

Pinkie Pie, meanwhile, had turned her attention to Fluttershy. “I never pegged you as a diaper lover, Fluttershy. Or, should I say, pull-up lover?”

“They just felt so nice, and comfortable,” Fluttershy confessed “I never intended to get into wearing them. But I guess the secret is out.”

Sonata Dusk, meanwhile, continued to look at various classmates with the X-Ray goggles. She was surprised to discover some of the things that the goggles exposed, most surprisingly, that her fellow siren, Adagio, was a smoker. She kept her cigars tucked into one of her skirt pockets.

“Wow, I never knew I wanted these things so badly! Are you sure I can’t obtain my own pair?!” Sonata asked Rarity, as she turned off the goggles, and gave them back to their original owner.

“I’m afraid so, but I think we can try to track down Billy Cobra, and ask him if he has any other pairs he’d be willing to part with,” Rarity offered “But you have to promise me that you’ll use those goggles wisely. I don’t think too many of the students here would appreciate knowing that you can see through their clothes. There’s a reason why Preschool teachers no longer use them, you know.”

“Oh, thank you, Rarity! You’re the greatest!” Sonata cheered, and went back to eating her tacos.

Just then, a rather foul smell began to fill the air. Suspecting that it was coming from one of her friends, Rarity pulled out the X-Ray goggles. She then whispered “Did somebody here have an accident?”

Everyone denied it, including Applejack, who seemed to be trying to hide something. Determined to discover what that something was, Rarity put the X-Ray goggles on, and began to check each of her friends. One by one, each of them was found to be clean. But when she came to Applejack, she discovered that her friend had apparently used her diaper, and from the looks of things, it was starting to sag.

“Applejack, why didn’t you tell me you had to go?” Rarity scolded “Now you’ve gone and soiled your nice new training panties,” She rose from the table, walked over to Applejack, and led her away “Come on, we’d better find a bathroom to get you changed. And next time, I hope you’ll tell me the truth when this sort of thing happens. Unless you want to stay diaper dependent for the rest of your life.”

March by SuperPinkbrony12

“So, baby, how’s that bottle of milk?” Shining Armor asked his wife “Is it warm enough for you? Did Daddy not heat it up enough, or heat it up too much?”

“Baba taste fine,” Princess Cadence replied in her best foalish voice, as she lay in her husband’s lap, and drank up the bottle of milk that was so generously offered to her. “Thank you for making it for me, Daddy.”

“Hey, anything for my little princess.” Shining Armor cooed, prompting Cadence to blush. He had to admit, she looked oh so adorable when she was acting like a foal. There was only one detail that was missing.

Princess Cadence was quite surprised, when she felt her husband use his magic to stylize her mane into the ponytail she had worn when Twilight was a filly. “Why Daddy style my mane?” Princess Cadence asked.

“It’s the same style you wear whenever you foalsit my little sister, you didn’t think I wasn’t aware of your little ‘get togethers’, did you?” Shining Armor explained “After all, that’s how you came to learn that Twily was an adult foal, and then you found out your aunts were adult foals as well. And to think it all stemmed from you helping to potty train my sister.”

“Yeah, talk about coincidence.” Princess Cadence giggled nervously, breaking from character, as she gulped down the last of the delicious milk. As soon as she was finished, her hot pink pacifier was put back in her mouth, and she began to suck on it.

Suddenly, Shining Armor looked at the clock, and realized something. “Oh my gosh! I almost forgot! I’m going to be late!” he exclaimed, and quickly began to rush around the private suite in search of his royal guard outfit.

“Late for what?” Princess Cadence asked, as she took the pacifier out of her mouth so she could better communicate with her husband/”Daddy”.

“I’ve got a whole batch of new recruits for the royal guard, and I need to get them into shape,” Shining Armor explained, as he donned his familiar purple colored helmet “I’m sorry Cadence, but our little roleplaying session is going to have to end early.”

“That’s okay, I’ll probably just take a nap in my bed,” Princess Cadence replied sweetly and stood up, her diaper crinkling loudly as she did so. As she climbed into bed, and tucked herself in, a thought struck her “What if I have to ‘go’ while you’re away?” she asked her husband.

Shining Armor smiled “You know where your potty is, Daddy’s shown you how to use it several times. And if you have to go while you’re sleeping, well, that’s why you’re wearing a diaper. I made sure to put a generous amount of powder into it, so you shouldn’t get a rash,” he said sweetly, and kissed his wife on the cheek. “Daddy will come back to check on you as soon as he can, okay my little princess?”

“Okay.” Princess Cadence replied, and used her magic to pop her pacifier back into her mouth.

Shining Armor took one last look at his wife, before he walked out the door of the private suite, closing it behind him.

A short time later, Princess Cadence began to nod off, to the rhythmic sound of her husband leading the new recruits in a military march, as well as the rhythmic suckling of her pacifier.

Princess Cadence was awoken from her sleep by the sound of someone knocking in the door of her suite. Yawning, and pulling the pacifier out of her mouth, she called out in a groggy voice “Who is it?”

Much to Cadence’s surprise, the response she heard was “It’s me, Spike! The foals are awake, and wish to speak with you.”

Princess Cadence gulped, and as she sat up in her bed, she heard a loud squish coming from between her legs. She looked down, and saw that her diaper was quite full, and starting to smell.

Her heart began to race, as the door to the private suite was opened, and in trotted Spike. The cat was about to come out of the bag, and in the worst possible way.

“Oh, I wish my daddy was here right now!” Princess Cadence thought nervously to herself.

Savoy by anon

"Aaaww yeah, nothing better than take a piss in the toilet," Button Mash muttered to himself, as he put the diaper on crotch and re-taped it on "rather than these things."

That begin said, Button Mash pulled up his black shorts, stretched his arms and then walked out of the bathroom towards his bedroom, where his PC, which had been left in stand-by while he spoke to his mother, was. Button Mash moved the black office chair aside, sat onto it and then rolled it closer to the screen, before grabbing the mouse and shrugging it to make the screen come back to life, revealing the desktop wallpaper depicting the Lega Nerd's symbol on a white background.

He then quickly clicked on the train cog-like icon of Steam on the tooltip bar, proceeding to bring out his user page and his list of games. Using his muscle memory, Button Mash clicked on the title he wanted to play, and, a few seconds later, the launch menu booted up.

"Let's see... do I want to play with Sunset Invasion on or not?" He whispered to himself, while leaning forward and massaging his chin "Or maybe I should pull out the Project Augustus? Or even Lux Invicta, even if it works whenever it feels like it?"

After around a minute Button shrugged and clicked on the "Play" button. the screen went black, as the menu music started to play, and Button nodded his head along with it.

After some waiting, the main menu came up, showing the camera raising from North Africa to pan over the Mediterranean Sea. He then clicked on the "Single Player" option and, when the Starting Era menu came up, he pressed on a random one, before going forward to choose the custom game setup.

"I think I'll on 'The Alexiad' Start date," he muttered to himself, as he chose just that "I could play a duke start. The Duchy of Savoy one, with Humbert is always interesting."

As he said that, he clicked upon the region on the map labeled as "Savoy," causing the sound of an harp to come up. Button Mash then pressed the "Play" button and let the game load.

"What? How am I supposed to kill off twelve hundred thousands between Aztec invaders and the British levies in one go?" Button screamed, as he watched the map of northern France he controlled slowly but surely getting covered in orange stripes, and defeat messages flooding his message feed. "I can raise up one hundred thousands if all my vassals have a high opinion of me and if I employ Holy Orders, how can I kill them, since mercenaries have been hogged by those fucking Karlings in Poland?"

With a sound of paper ripping, a new message hat paused the game arrived.

"To Emperor Gioacchino III. May your humors rot in your body. We offer you Enforce Demands on these terms..."

Button Mash stopped read mid-sentence, proceeding to reject it and make the gesture of the umbrella at the screen.

"Come and get both the Italian and Iberian peninsula first!" He said, as he then scrambled around the screen to select and move his armies around.

"Alright, this is gonna be a little delicate..." hem uttered, as he paused the game and proceeded to assign the leaders and organize the armies' flanks around. After around five minutes, the door squeaked, before getting slammed close back up, startling Button and making him look behind himself.

"Who's there?"

"Button! How many times do I have to tell you to change your diapers regularly?!"

"Uh-hu what?" Button asked "Do I stink so badly? That's weird, usually they kee-" As soon as he turned the chair around and looked down, however, he saw what was the reason for the diaper's failure to contain the smell. From his shorts leaked some chunky poop, and his seat had a dark stain.

Button Mash blushed, as he got up and carefully waddled to the door, so that he couldn't feel the mush on his butt. Button’s mother meanwhile sighed from behind the door.

“I’ll have to take that thing away from you one day…”

Sperm by SuperPinkbrony12

Mosconi proved to be quite resistant to even spanking, despite the pain that built up on his rump as a result.

Twilight groaned, but refused to give up. “One way or another, I’m going to silence that potty mouth of yours.” she thought angrily to herself, as she held Mosconi in her magic, and washed her hoof until it was sparkling clean again.

Once Twilight had cleaned herself up, she briefly put Mosconi’s diaper back on, while she carried him to the nursery, and set him on the changing table. She was relieved that even with all the swearing Mosconi was spewing, it had not shattered.

Before she could begin to think about changing Mosconi’s dirty diaper though, Twilight bent down, and retrieved a purple colored pacifier. She quickly shoved it into Mosconi’s mouth. “Go ahead and swear, see what happens!” Twilight said furiously.

“Tu sei pazza, cavala, Dio c-ahi!” Mosconi recoiled and winced in pain, as he felt a small jolt of electricity assault him. It only lasted for a second, and it was clearly at a low voltage, but it stung far worse than anything he had ever felt before. “Gazz’è? Tu sei una tr-ahi!” he swore, before his sentence was cut off by another jolt of electricity. “Dio c-ahi! Calunque roba io dico è blocata! Dio c-ahi!”

“That’s right, every time you try to swear from now on, you’ll feel a small shock courtesy of that pacifier,” Twilight explained “And don’t bother trying to take it out. It only responds to my magic. I didn’t want to do this, but you left me no other choice!”

“Ma vaffa-ahi!” Mosconi shouted, once again receiving a jolt of electricity as a result. He continued to try and swear, only to have his sentences be interrupted by jolts of electricity that caused him to shout “Ahi!” in response.

“Are you done yet?!” Twilight asked angrily, as Mosconi finally clued into the reality of his situation. He reluctantly nodded, which Twilight took as a sign that he had learned his lesson. “Good, now let’s take care of that dirty diaper. Unless you’d like to sit in your own filth and get a diaper rash.

“Tu non sei non mia mare! Io non vèro del tuo juto in niente!” Mosconi shouted defiantly.

“Mister, you are in no position to make such an argument,” Twilight replied “We can do this the easy way, or the hard way! And I don’t think you’ll like the hard way!”

“Te parmeterò di cambiarmi, però mi te devi silenziare!” Mosconi asked, wanting nothing more than to silence the agony of listening to this mare talk to him.

“Of course, finally, we’re getting somewhere!” Twilight sighed, as she used her magic to pull down Mosconi’s diaper, bale it up, and toss into a nearby waste bin for disposal later. She quickly wiped and powdered him, then set him into a new diaper.

As Mosconi was lifted off the changing table, he looked at Twilight, and glared angrily at her. “Troverò una maneria per far finire stà cosa, vecia cavala mata. Son il sangre del padre mio e vegno dal Veneto, non farmi bestemiar es una cosa ridicula!” he thought to himself

Twilight, meanwhile, was wondering to herself “What kind of sperm could’ve produced this foul mouthed child? It’s like he was born with a vendetta against the world or something.” But she would worry about that later, right now, she had a puddle and several crystal shards to clean up.

[Grimdark] [NSFW] Help by La Hire

Thoughts like "Buttercup, pray you aren't at your house now, because if I get you, I'll singe the skin off your bones!" and "Scootaloo, hold on, I'm coming for save you!" were the only ones existing in Rainbow Dash's mind right now. Her wings had lost any sense of fatigue, and she felt she could torn mountains apart, or even level them to a plain, if she was required to do so. All of that was born out of the anger she felt, when Twilight had analyzed a strand of mane coming from Buttercup's daughter, called "Honey," only to discover that those strands of mane had the same identical magical signature as Scootaloo's, leading to only one conclusion...

After a very long flight, Buttercup's house appeared in the distance. Rainbow Dash, seeing that hated place popping in front of her, increased her efforts tenfold, ignoring the joint pain it gave her, her hooves pointed forward, ready to maim, crush and kill whatever or whoever got in her way to her revenge. She slammed against the iron gate, unhinging it open and, ignoring the pain she felt in her front hooves, she landed in the grassy lawn.

"Open up that door, you bastard!" Rainbow Dash shouted to the door, as she walked towards it "I know you're in here!" As soon as she said that, there were a lot of dog whimpers and woofs coming from afar. Rainbow Dash immediately ran towards the source of the animal noises, her judgment clouded by anger and thirst of revenge.

As she flew following the auditory trace and showing off her teeth in anger, the noises got louder and louder, as the familiar voice of Scootaloo shouted.

"You're not so hot anymore, you fucking fleabags, now that you are starving because that fucking bitch is reduced to a drooling retard and her butler is now a mix between a modern art sculpture and a carcass, are you?!" The whimpers got louder and the woofs wanted to be replaced by whines, as a small black and brown pole topped by an orange shape appeared in the distance "What are going to do to me, without your jaws? What are you going to do without your rear legs, you attack dogs of my ass?"

Rainbow Dash's rage felt subsidized, replaced by surprise, as she slowed down to blink at the scene in front of her. Namely, Scootaloo was standing atop of small pile of dead or dying doberman and german pastor dogs, which were mutilated and gutted in every way conceivable, and she holding a knife in her front hooves as she swiftly away the balls of a dog which got all of his legs cut off, or, if the hammer nearby was anything to by, reduced to bloody pulp. The sight made Rainbow Dash feel nauseous and somewhat creeped out, but, at the same time, it made her smile a little, at the sight of Scootaloo overpowering a group of guard dogs.

"S-scootaloo... is that you?" Rainbow Dash said, as she walked closer, fighting her disgust with all her strength.

"Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo said, smiling widely, as she left the knife there in thep ile, next to the agonizing dog she had been torturing, leaving a trail of blood behind "Where have you been? Why didn't you come here sooner?"

"I-I'm sorry squirt... Buttercup had fooled me..." Rainbow Dash said, as Scootaloo reached her and hugged her, prompting Rainbow Dash to hug back while resisting to the repulsion blood and guts fluid gave to her  "If I had known it, I would've come here and wrecked the place for get you back!"

"I'm sure of it. You're forgiven," Scootaloo said, before undoing the hug "she had kept me in that awful state for quite a long time. Thankfully, I got better and defeated her. I can show how is she doing, if you wish."

Rainbow Dash reluctantly nodded, as she followed Scootaloo towards the backdoor of the house.

"After this will be done, I'll need quite a long shower... maybe counseling both for me and her, even if it's not all that cool..." Rainbow Dash muttered to herself.

After a quick visit to the kitchen, where Scootaloo showed to Rainbow Dash how she had dealt with the butler, by gutting him with a bread knife and then emasculating him before forcing his severed penis down his throat, which made Rainbow Dash throw up on the floor, Scootaloo had lead Rainbow Dash to the basement.

"And that's where I keep Buttercup," Scootaloo said, before pulling the thread that turned on the light, revealing the yellow mare with orange mane laying on her back in a heavily used diaper and babbling nonsense. Her body, Rainbow Dash noted, was covered in bruises and swallow cuts all over.

"She's completely harmless and retarded, just like how she wanted me to be, until my body got used to the chemicals and made them stop working," Scootaloo snickered, as she walked down the stairs "Except that she'll be like this for the rest of her life!"

Rainbow Dash hesitantly went down the steps. Buttercup suddenly stared at Rainbow Dash, looking at her with empty eyes, thusly increasing her uneasiness and making her sweat.

"Bad Buttercup!" Scootaloo shouted, as she rushed towards the mare, and gave her a slap on her muzzle "You can't do anything!"

Buttercup started to wail and flail around, and Scootaloo reacted with a punch in her gut.

“Do you enjoy it yet?” she asked, as Buttercup let out an even louder cry “Are you not entertained, you worthless bitch?”

Clog by Diokno44

Rarity shifted in her seat. She rubbed her stomach, which let out a gurgle in response. A torn pair of faded blue slacks sat on her work table. Sunset had brought them over, asking if they could be fixed. There was a large whole in the buttocks area, and some down the legs. “Almost done....” Rarity mumbled to herself, lacing a thread through the needle. She blushed when a small FRRT of gas flew out of her rear. “Curse you Taco Tuesday.” She muttered. Sonata had decided to get them tacos on the house. Unfortunately for the Teen Baby, Rarity had run out of diapers. The only thing around her waist was her skirt, and her light pink underwear. She squirmed as she felt a growing pressure in her stomach.

She set the needle down when she felt the pressure shift. “That’s it. I’ll just use the bathroom, and get back to work.” She kept one hand on her stomach, as she exited her work room. She shuffled her way forward, letting out gas all the while. She made it to the bathroom, sweating. SHe could feel her waste threatening to escape. “Come on, come on.” The fashionista whispered. She jiggled the handle, and found the door locked.

She knocked ans asked, a hint of panic in her voice “Sweetie? Are you done in there?”

“Almost!” Her younger sister’s voice responded through the oak door. That was when Rarity started feeling her control start to slip. She knew it she couldn’t hold it and, sniffling, she felt a warm mass descend into her underwear, causing it to sag. She hated ruining underwear.

She pushed the door open, and found her sister, blushing. Rarity glared at her, the stench in her underwear reaching out.

“Sis, the toilet’s clogged.” Sweetie said.

Diaper by Rockdude

Flash Sentry recently became an enlisted soldier, after walking out of his barracks into some cold, late autumn weather. His instructions were to meet with one His Sergeant addressed Forward "March" Conditioning. every pony in  Flash's enlisting  batch had already went off to prepare  to that day's basic training before Flash, leading his sergeant to be pissed off.

"MAGGOT! since your slow as fuck I'm going to give you a special assignment after training. Get properly dressed for training then report to "the swamp" your bag is located in hall D, room 1A, is on row p, and the locker labeled 3r"

"D 1A p 3r got it?"

after following the instructions and the insertion of a key the locker opened. containing the uniform. "let's see, boots check, slacks check..." he shook the bag trying to get the rest of his clothing out. "shirt check and... jacket." upon neatly laying his clothes out on a seat he noticed a bulge within the jacket.

"strange, I have all my clothes out." he thought. He reached into one of the pockets and felt a note. "MAGGOT! due to your ineptitude and incompetence, you will be required to wear the garb inside of the jacket. Now hurry your ass up!"

"A..a...a.. diaper?" Flash looked at the back of the letter "you better wear the cloth diaper or I'll have you court-martialed!"

Flash reluctantly put the diaper and felt weighted down. Before any other soldier entered Flash quickly finished putting the exercise uniform on. With a sigh he walked outside ready to complete the march off to training at "the swamp"

Douce by SuperPinkbrony12

“Swirly? Swirly, are you okay?” Rainbow Dash’s father asked, snapping Swirly Sweet out of her trance.

Swirly Sweet had been dreading discovering the source of the overflowing toilet, certain that it was going to end with her reputation as a foalsitter and toilet trainer in shambles, all because of one mishap she had never intended to let happen.

But she tried her best to put on a brave face. Maybe, it wouldn’t end the way she thought it would. Perhaps, she was just imaging the worst possible outcome. But deep down, she found that highly unlikely. “Why did Rainbow Dash have to tell her father about the accidental flushing? It was suppose to stay our little secret.” she thought to herself, as she reluctantly turned the knob on the bathroom door.

Swirly Sweet and Rainbow Dash’s father walked into the bathroom, trying their best to not be too grossed out at the fact that they were stepping in toilet water.

“Rainbow Dash, where are you?” Rainbow Dash’s father called nervously, hoping that he would hear a response.

Much to the surprise of Swirly Sweet (who had feared the worst) Rainbow Dash replied in a high pitched squeak “Over here.”

Swirly Sweet and Rainbow Dash’s father walked to the source of the reply, and found Rainbow Dash hiding behind the toilet, looking rather embarrassed and ashamed of something.

Swirly Sweet breathed a much needed sigh of relief, while Rainbow Dash’s father tried his best to look angry without frightening his daughter.

“What happened here?!” he asked in a furious tone of voice “Why is the toilet overflowing?! What did you do?!”

Rainbow Dash blushed, and tried to look small. She even began to curl up into a ball, afraid of what her father would do if she dared respond with any sort of answer.

Her worst fears no longer confirmed, Swirly Sweet took a deep breath and said to Rainbow Dash’s father “Let me handle it, the message comes across a bit better if you don’t shout at her. It was probably just an accident.”

“That may be, but look at the damage it’s caused!” Rainbow Dash’s father said angrily “It’ll take a long time to clean up, and I’m probably going to have to have the tiles replaced!”

“We can worry about that later, for right now, we need to find out what Rainbow Dash did to cause all of this,” Swirly Sweet explained, then she turned to Rainbow Dash, and in a gentle and coaxing tone she asked “Rainbow Dash, what did you do to cause the toilet to overflow? Your father and I were very worried that something have happened to you.”

“I-it was an accident, I swear!” Rainbow Dash insisted “I knew I had to go potty, so I told my mommy and she said I could go on my own if it was in the house! I mostly made it into the toilet, fighting off the monster! But some of it got into my pull-up. Then I figured, if toilet can take away pee pee and poo poo, it could take it away when it was inside a pull-up. But it didn’t work.”

“So, you flushed your pull-up, because it was dirty, and that’s what caused the toilet to overflow?” Swirly Sweet asked, Rainbow Dash nodded in shame.

“I see it, I’ll get it out.” Rainbow Dash’s father said, and reluctantly dipped a hoof into the bowl to pull out the pull-up. Upon doing so, the water in the toilet began to recede, and disappear down the drain. But by that point, the damage was already done.

Swirly Sweet, meanwhile, looked Rainbow Dash in the eyes and said as seriously as she could (without upsetting Rainbow Dash too much) “Rainbow Dash, that was a VERY foolish thing to do! You could’ve broken the toilet!”

“I sorry, I won’t do it again!” Rainbow Dash pleaded, she hated being scolded.

“I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson, and know now that you don’t flush anything down the toilet that doesn’t normally go into it,” Swirly Sweet replied “There’s nothing wrong with admitting you had an accident. I told you before, that it’s perfectly normal for ponies your age to have them every now and then. What you should’ve done, was tell either your mommy, your daddy, or me, and we would’ve gotten you cleaned up and changed. Instead, you tried to cover up the truth, and in the process you caused a great deal of damage to the bathroom floor. And on top of that, you gave your father and I quite the scare.”

“That’s putting it mildly.” Rainbow Dash’s said in a grumpy tone of voice.

“And for that, you must be punished,” Swirly Sweet said seriously “I’ll help clean you up, but then you are to go to your room. It will be up to your mom and dad to decide what sort of punishment you will receive. And I hope that, in the future, you will be more careful.”

Rainbow Dash sighed, as she saw the unhappy looks on her father and Swirly Sweet’s faces, those looks were enough to tell her that she had screwed up big time. “So much for being a hero.” she thought unhappily to herself.

Swirly Sweet quickly cleaned Rainbow Dash’s butt with some toilet paper, then saw to it that she was changed into a clean pull-up, before she was sent to her room to await punishment.

That left both Swirly Sweet, and Rainbow Dash’s father to clean up the mess that had resulted from the overflowing toilet.

“Well, at least she didn’t get flushed again,” Swirly Sweet thought to herself, as she retrieved some towels “Rainbow Dash is becoming quite the hoofful. At this rate, I think I’m going to have to start putting out ads for helpers, I can’t keep up with all these crazy events.”

Rainbow Dash’s father, meanwhile, was wondering just what it was that Swirly Sweet had been so worried about earlier. Surely, it wasn’t anything really crazy, such as her being assaulted and beaten up, was it?

Charity by Diokno44

Young Rarity Belle huffed, as her head rested against the large, cardboard box. A crinkiling sound could be heard from within, causing her to grumble. The young fashionista to be, contrary to what her later image would show, was reluctant to give up her diapers. Which is why she would trot the path of the Teen, and later Adult Foal, later in life. She turned around, her parents nudging her forehead.

Rarity mumbled to herself, pushing it forward more. This left ruts in the warm earth ground of their house. An idea came to mind, as she smirked mentally. Carefully making sure her parents weren't looking, her young horn sparked. It sparked twice, before a stable royal blue glow enveloped her small horn. Giggling, she placed a few diapers into her saddlebags, a mischievous glint into her eyes.

Reinvigorated, she pushed the box forward once more, onto the ramp of the donation truck. It closed its doors, and began driving off. Rarity smiled, trotting back to her parents.

Once she got to her room, she smiled, and pulled a diaper out of her saddlebag.

[NSFW ] Mirror by Eu Vou!

"Um... Luna, where are we going?" Rumble asked to Princess Luna, his plain white diaper with green wetness indicators crinkling softly as he walked behind her. Princess Luna turned her head while she still walked.

"My child, my newphew, a pressing question about you has come to my attention," she said with a small frown "And I feel I need to answer to it as fast as I can do."

He nodded, as he kept walking and walking, the stone walls covered in white and red painted plaster giving way to bare stone and mortar walls, and the wide windows allowing the entrance of daylight slowly shrinking, until they got replaced by simple chandeliers that Princess Luna lit up with a simple spell as she passed by them. Rumble Felt nervousness gripping his heart, as he slowed down his walk and looked around him every few steps, before rushing forward to catch up with Princess Luna.

After a rather long walk, Princess Luna and Rumble arrived at a rather large wooden door with rusted horizontal metal supports and a doorknob, which Princess Luna then rotated clockwise. A loud clang followed by a prolonged squeaking sound that came from the door, one that made the colt recoil and  whimper, as Princess Luna then pushed it inwards.

"Come Rumble, my child," she said, as she then gestured to him. He immediately stopped cowering and walked up to Luna as she entered in the room. It was gray, a shiny metal box on a stone stool shaped like a pillar in the middle of the room below the chandler, and with a black metal frame on the wall on the right from the door and an oval mirror at the opposite side of the room.

Princess Luna then lifted him up with her magic, moving him next to the frame, which made him whimper in protest due to the suddenness of the movement.

"Fear not, for this will not sting, because I do not wish so." she said, as she grabbed four ropes from the box and as she used her magic to put Rumble in a spread eagle position then grabbed a  "However, you must deprived of your mobility."

Rumble nodded and gulped, as she let Princess Luna move the rope around his hooves, before making a knot, and then making it pass on the frame, making yet another knot, until all of his limbs were tied to the frame, basically suspending him.

Rumble blushed and snorted, clearly flustered.

"Uh-hu... this is odd." He  said, as Princess Luna grinned at him "I do like feeling as helpless as a baby, but... never this way... then again, mommy would never hurt me... I'll see if I like this."

Princess Luna's magic aura then enveloped his diaper's tapes, which were pulled away, prompting Rumble to blush and shiver due to the unusual sensation of his lower parts exposed to the air. The diaper fell on the ground, Luna folded it and then walked next to the frame.

Rumble tilted his head in confusion, as he watched Luna look at him without saying a word, only to blush and lower his ears, once he realized that she was staring at his penis and his nuts. His blush grew a little stronger when, looking more carefully, he could see she was frowning and squinted eyes, as if she was... disappointed.

Rumble tried to speak up and ask what his "mommy" was looking for and why, but, in his embarrassment, the words died in his throat, instead coming out as barely-perceptible squeaks. Princess Luna then visibly shook her head, as she turned around to grab a sand coloured envelope, which she then opened with a quick snap, before emptying it on the floor, revealing what was inside the envelope, which only furthered his embarrassment about the situation.

"These are the photos of your peers' genitals," she said, showing off the crotch shots of some of Rumble's classmates at school. Princess Luna moved the mirror closer to the frame where Rumble was tied up, allowing him to make the unmerciful comparison more quickly. "Your testes and your verpa are quite small indeed, of sizes that are more suitable to toddlers than to colts of your age."

Rumble looked himself in the mirror, seeing his nuts, which were little more than a barely-visible sack in-between his legs, and his cock's sheath, which clearly lacked of light. The photos of all his classmates showed testicles that were extremely prominent, some even reaching the knees, and penises that nearly touched the owner's navel.

"Ugh... why did she had to dig those out? I already know I have a a baby's dong..." he muttered to himself "But maybe.. it fits me."

The colt squeaked and his face went beet red with embarrassment. Princess Luna's smirk grew, as she took a pink diaper with purple hearts and an elongate light pink rod from the same box.

"Maybe you'd be better suited as a little filly," Princess Luna said, making Rumble squeak again.

"W-what?" He asked, as Princess Luna then proceeded to move the rod next to his butthole, which caused him to immediately cover it with his tail. "H-hey! what are you d-doing t-there?"

Princess Luna slid the tip of the rod inside Rumble's ass, which made him stop to whine for instead stare right in front of him with widened eyes and the strongest blush he could muster.

"I am just... getting you in the part, to to speak." She said, as she pushed farther, causing the colt to lower his ears and bite his lip, as he felt himself conflicted, about the sensation he was feeling right now.

"This is uncomfortable, but... I like it?" Rumble thought. He yelped, once Princess Luna firmly inserted the object in his anal cavity with a plop. "But why?"

Princess Luna then unfolded the pink diaper, then set it around his crotch.

"Now let's get the little filly dressed up as it is proper!" She said, taping up the diaper, as Rumble turned his head around, pressed his ears again his head and whined lightly.

"P-please, s-stop..." He said half-heartedly, as he kept looking away. Princess Luna chuckled, as she taped up the diaper and, once she did so, she patted his diaper, making it crinkle.

"You look gorgeous already, my child," She said with a chuckle, as she then extracted a pink tutu and four pink frilly booties from the box "But you are missing some garments!"

The sight of those pieces of clothing alone was enough to make him yell "Stop!" and struggle around. However, as he did so, he felt something going from his chest, down to his crotch, and making his sheath quake and move around.

"I will not, my little niece Rumbley," Princess Luna said, as she slipped the booties on Ruble's small hooves, in spite of his movements and pleas to stop, and securing the tutu around his waist. With this done Princess Luna moved aside and pointed at the mirror with her left hoof.

"Behold, your new attire!"

Rumble saw himself in that utut and in those booties in the mirror. This, coupled with the fact that the mirror was compounding his helplessness, made him feel tingly in his lower parts and in turn creating a little bulge on the diaper. Realizing that, he gasped and then squealed, his ear shot against his head.

Princess Luna then smiled, as her horn lit up. Shortly thereafter, Rumble felt a vibration coming from deep inside him, shaking him all over, making him feel uncomfortable and good at the exact same time.

Rumble wished to ask something, but his confusion and his shyness forbade him from asking Princess Luna about what was going on, leaving him squeaking, squealing and blushing while tied to the frame. The vibrations stimulated him in ways he almost could not understand, his little dong quivering and forcing a tiny bulge on the diaper, in turn causing him to turn beet red in both embarassed and the guilt of pleasure.

After some time, during which he felt the tingling grow at the same pace the vibrations did, he felt pressure building up directly in his penis. Rumble stared in  front of him, internally panicking, as he didn't understand what was going on with him.

Soon after, he felt strong, awfully pleasing, sensation filling him up and causing him to roll his eyes backwards. He then felt release, as the diaper started to take a grayish coloration on the front and as the bulge got bigger and warmer at touch.

Princess Luna clapped, as she undid Rumble's diaper, revealing that he was expelling a white substance from his dick.

"W-what is that?" The colt whispered confused. Princess luna patted his head.

"That is sperm, my child, which is also a sign that you have entered in that wonderful age called puberty and adolescence."

Plumber by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity groaned in frustration, as she discovered that Sweetie Belle was indeed right. “Ever since Sweetie Belle and her friends messed with that toilet it’s never been the same.” she thought unhappily to herself.

“I’m really sorry, sis,” Sweetie Belle apologized “I guess those tacos were a bad idea.”

“Sweetie Belle, do you have any idea how expensive it is to hire a plumber to fix a toilet?” Rarity asked angrily.

“But I thought plumbers jumped on turtle shells and rescued princesses, just like in those games Button Mash plays with those two Italian guys.” Sweetie Belle replied.

“Those are not real plumbers, Sweetie Belle,” Rarity sighed, and explained “A plumber is someone that works on and repairs things like bathtubs, sinks, and toilets. And they are very expensive. Don’t you remember the time you flushed one of my necklaces because you threw a tantrum? It cost me hundreds of dollars just to have it retrieved, and the toilet fixed.”

“I said I was sorry,” Sweetie Belle said angrily “At least this time, it wasn’t completely my fault. I kept telling you it wasn’t flushing properly.”

Rarity realized that Sweetie Belle had a point, but she remembered that she had put off getting a new toilet because of how expensive they were. Now, it seemed that she had no choice but to obtain one. A clogged toilet was of no use to anyone.

“I’ll tell you what, Sweetie Belle,” Rarity spoke up “Give me a few minutes to try and unclog the toilet, and ‘freshen up’. Then, I’m going to order a new toilet. Until it gets here, you are forbidden from using the toilet while you’re in my house.”

“But does that mean I’ll have to-” Sweetie Belle began.

Rarity replied with a knowing wink “Indeed you will, Sweetie Belle. I doubt you’ll want to have accidents in your underwear. While we’re on the subject of diapers, a new box of them should have been delivered by now. So go fetch it, and bring it and the changing supplies back here.”

Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but giggle “Did little Rarity have an accident?” she teased.

Rarity’s face turned bright red in anger and embarrassment “Shut up, it’s not funny!”

Sweetie Belle laughed again, but did as she was told. She didn’t like seeing Rarity so angry, she was scary when she was mad.

It took quite a bit of effort, and several up and down pushes from the plunger, but Rarity eventually managed to get the toilet to work again. She breathed a much needed sigh of relief, as the familiar sound of the water disappearing down the drain was heard.

“That’s one problem down,” Rarity thought to herself, as the water returned “Now, I just need to wait for my diapers.”

Just a few seconds later, Sweetie Belle came walking into the bathroom, holding a box of custom designed diapers that Rarity had ordered from an online store. As well as a pack of wet wipes, and a container of baby powder.

Rarity, without hesitation, shooed Sweetie Belle out of the bathroom. Once the bathroom door was locked, Rarity quickly ripped open the brightly colored box, and delighted in the colorful cartoon characters printed onto each diaper.

Now came the process that the fashionista turned teen baby dreaded. Gulping, Rarity pulled down her soiled underwear, exposing her mess. “Let’s get this over with.” she said to herself, as she took some wet wipes and set to work.

It took longer than she would’ve liked, but Rarity eventually managed to clean herself from her accident rather nicely. After taking out a diaper, and carefully slipping it on (as well as fastening the tabs), Rarity sprinkled in a generous amount of baby powder, delighting in the sweet aroma that it gave off. It was so much better than the stench of a clogged toilet, coupled with ruined underwear.

Putting a diaper on Sweetie Belle was a bit more difficult for Rarity, but she managed with little trouble. And it wasn’t long before her little sister was padded up nice and secure.

Rarity then retreated back to her workshop, to complete the repairs on Sunset Shimmer’s socks. When that was done, she picked up a catalog, and browsed through it until she found a toilet that could fit into her home, and was within her price range. It was a bit less glamorous than Rarity would’ve liked, but that was the only downside to it.

Memorizing the number on the catalog, Rarity walked to the main room, picked up the phone, and dialed in to place her order. “Hello, my name is Rarity Belle, and I would like to purchase a toilet from your company.” she told the receptionist on the other end of the line.

With the payment check for the new toilet in the mail, Rarity took the time to relax, and fix herself some tea. She made herself a rather large serving, because she was expecting company. “Won’t be long now,” she thought to herself “I’m really looking forward to their visit. We’ve been planning this sleepover for quite some time now. It’s just too bad Flash is out of town, he makes for an excellent caretaker.”

Just as the tea kettle began to whistle, signifying that it was ready, Rarity heard the front doorbell ring. “Just a moment.” she called cheerfully, as she took the tea kettle off the stove, and poured its contents into a set of eight cups.

Rarity then went over to the front door, and opened it. There, to her delight, were her fellow Rainbooms, as well as Sonata Dusk. Each of the Rainbooms (except for Vinyl Scratch, their sound mixer), as well Sunset Shimmer and Sonata, were carrying a bulky sleeping bag that contained supplies such as spare diapers, wipes, baby powder, and rash cream.

“Hey, Rarity, are you ready for tonight? Cause it’s gonna be super duper amazing!” Pinkie Pie cheered.

“I’ll say, I was so excited I had a hard time focusing on my guitar playing!” Rainbow Dash added.

“And it shows, ‘cause you’re normally as good as I am.” Applejack taunted, smirking a bit.

“Thank you all again for coming over, it means a lot to me.” Rarity replied, as she ushered her friends inside and closed the door behind them.

“No problem, Rarity, we wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Sunset Shimmer smiled.

“And you should be thanking Sonata, it was her idea to host this sleepover in the first place.” Fluttershy chimed in.

“I gotta admit, Sonata a bit of a wild card, but she sure knows how to have a good time!” Vinyl Scratch commented.

“It’s because of friends like you. Adagio and Aria weren’t bad, but they never really wanted to do anything that didn’t involve singing and controlling other people,” Sonata replied “I’m glad they’re slowly starting to come out of their shells a bit. I actually wanted Aria to be my caretaker, but Adagio said no.”

“Well, in time, hopefully they’ll be as friendly as you are. Or at the least, they’ll be on better terms with us,” Rarity said with a shake of her head “But for now, let’s just focus on enjoying this teen baby sleepover. And Vinyl, thanks again for agreeing to be our caretaker.”

“No problem, Rarity. It gives me something to do, besides mess with Octy, and that’s getting old.” Vinyl Scratch smiled.

Just, be careful with the toilet, it’s going to be replaced soon.” Rarity insisted.

“What happened?” Vinyl Scratch asked innocently.

“Don’t ask,” Rarity replied, and quickly changed the subject “Could I interest any of you in tea?”

“That sounds lovely, we’d love some!” Fluttershy said eagerly, and everyone else in the room nodded.

[NSFW] Clientele by XXXX

"One hundred and twenty-seven, one hundred and twenty eight, one hundred and twenty nine, one hundred and thirty, one hundred and thirty one applicants!" Rarity exclaimed, as she set the last pieces of paper aside "Wow, I wasn't expecting all of these ponies to take this up. Oh well, that just means plenty of choice!"

As Rarity said that, she grabbed the sketchpad and the pencil, ready to sketch out the perfect fashionable diaper for diaper enthusiasts and incontinent folks alike. However, just as she started to sketch the raise of the diaper, the doorbell buzzed.

"Uh-hu? Who's there?" she muttered to herself, as she got up from the bench

"I am en route to the door," she said to whoever buzzed her doorbell, as she walked to destination. Once there, Rarity lowered the doorknob and swung it inwards, revealing a crowd of ponies on her front door, all of then hopping into place while holding their trousers' zippers.

Rarity tilted her head in confusion.

"Pardon me, but who are you, and what brings you all here?" Rarity asked in the loudest voice she could manage. As soon as she said that, a red mare with dark orange mane chimed in, her shirt unbuttoned in a strategic place.

"We're all here for the audition!" She said "We're all extremely fuckin' eager to start!"

"B-but... I didn't even finish the sketches! I was supposed to call you up one by one!" Rarity said, while recoiling and instinctively taking a three-quarter position against the crowd. The mare smirked, as she unzipped her trousers, revealing a leather strap-on and a purple studdy dildo.

"Who told ya we were here for the dress? We just want to make you. All of us. All of your clientele inds yer body hot, and we all want a hot slice of ass!"

Rarity's pupils shrunk, as somebody in the crowd held up a gramophone high, which produced a fitting music for the situation. Rarity froze, as the horde moved forwards towards her with ravenous eyes, and as the mare that she spoke to ripped off her shirt and her skirt at the same time...

Adoption by SuperPinkbrony12

While Rainbow Dash waited for Spitfire to finish the show, she had to endure the embarrassment of the mare taking her through the crowd, and into the bathroom.

Rainbow Dash felt like she was going to die of embarrassment, as she was changed inside one of the stalls. The contents of her soiled diaper emptied into the toilet, which was then flushed. Were it not for the fact that Spitfire was going to take her home, Rainbow Dash would have not hesitated to jump into the bowl during said flush. Anything was better than being stuck with this Saddle Arabian.

Rainbow Dash waited impatiently for the Wonderbolt show to end, the irony of the situation not escaping her.

At last, just when Rainbow Dash was starting to think the show was going to last forever, and that she would be stuck with the mare for life, Spitfire led The Wonderbolts in one final aerial maneuver, to massive cheers and applause from the crowd.

With the show over, Fleetfoot and Soarin flew off to greet fans, allowing Spitfire a chance to finally talk to the mare about giving Rainbow Dash to her.

“I never knew the adoption process in Saddle Arabia was so complicated,” Spitfire said, wiping the sweat from her brow, as she signed the last of the paperwork necessary to have Rainbow Dash officially in her care.

“Thank you, Spitfire! You’re a lifesaver!” Rainbow Dash cheered, clapping her tiny hooves in applause, as the Wonderbolt captain picked her up.

“Think of this as my way of repaying you for saving my life at The Best Young Flyers Competition in Cloudsdale,” Spitfire replied, as she put Rainbow Dash in a foal carrier that she had picked up from one of the local merchants “When we get back, I’ll have your friend, Princess Twilight, work on an antidote to turn you back to normal. But there IS a catch.”

Rainbow Dash was pretty sure she wouldn’t like whatever said catch was, and gulped “What do you mean?” she asked Spitfire nervously.

Spitfire tried her best to suppress a chuckle, as she looked at Rainbow Dash and said “Well, you know that Soarin and I are married, right?”

“Yeah, it was all over the papers! Your wedding was all anypony in Cloudsdale would talk about for months!” Rainbow Dash said eagerly “What does that have to do with my regressed state?”

“Soarin and I have always wanted foals of our own, but as Wonderbolts, we haven’t had time to settle down and start a family,” Spitfire explained, smiling a bit “But now, in a sense, we’ve finally been given one. So, until your princess friend can figure out how to change you back, you’re going to be our little foal.”

“Are you kidding me?” Rainbow Dash complained “Why didn’t you just leave me with that Saddle Arabian then, that would’ve been less embarrassing than this.”

Spitfire couldn’t help but giggle, as she saw Rainbow Dash pout and fold her chubby hooves across her tiny body like an actual foal. “Don’t worry, Rainbow Dash,” she said with a huge smile “Soarin is amazing with kids. Just wait, you’ll see.”

“Life, why do you hate me so?” Rainbow Dash thought to herself.

Coronation by SuperPinkbrony12

For Twilight, the next four weeks were slow and agonizing. She tried to potty train herself, loading up on all the information she could about the subject.

But no matter how hard she tried, she could not get her body to expel her wastes in a toilet instead of a diaper. It was not possible, her body was too used to having a diaper on.

When Twilight discovered that there was no spell that could be cast to solve this, she realized that she had little choice but to put up with her new condition, until she could use the time spell and undo the damage to the timeline she had caused.

“Alright, I can do this. I just need to focus.” Twilight said to herself, as she lit up her horn. She was relieved that she had changed her diaper before attempting the spell. Trying to concentrate with a used diaper was difficult.

With a blinding flash, Twilight disappeared in time. When she reappeared, she found that she was exactly where she had been last time she’d attempted the spell. But she had gone a few minutes after her previous visit, so as not to damage the timeline any further than it already had.

Twilight scrolled through the bookshelves, in search of the book she was looking for. At last, she found it and pulled it out. It was entitled “Your Potty and You: What To Do When You Have To Pee or Poo”. The title was spelled out in rather large letters with foalish colors of pink and blue. The cover image was a cartoonish looking toilet, that had a friendly smile present below its seat, and two eyes resting between the tank and the silver handle.

“Hard to believe this is what it took to get me to use a toilet,” Twilight thought to herself, as she pulled the book out and put where it had been prior to her previous visit “You would think being the only diaper wearer in Magic Kindergarten would be motivation enough.”

After hiding out of sight to make sure her younger self discovered the book, Twilight exhaled, and allowed for the spell to take her back to her own time. “It’ll be so good to be out of diapers,” Twilight thought to herself “Maybe I’ll even track down a copy of that old book, and read it again to see how silly it is. Still, guess it’s better than the obvious choice of ‘Everypony Poops’.”

When Twilight shook her head again, she was surprised when she did not find herself back at her crystal castle in Ponyville. She was in Canterlot, wearing the same dress she had worn when her princess coronation was conducted.

Looking down, Twilight could see that the diaper was still taped to her rear, but it was hidden by the dress.

“I don’t understand, I corrected the time paradox. Why has everything not gone back to normal?” Twilight thought to herself, then it dawned on her “I stayed longer than I was suppose to, to make sure my past self discovered the book. And now I don’t have enough magic to completely return to the present. I’ll have to wait until the next full moon before I can completely erase the damage I’ve caused.”

It was then that Twilight felt an ominous gurgle in her stomach, and felt an urge to answer the call of nature. Without hesitation, she dashed through the halls in search of the nearest bathroom. “Oh, of all the times for me to need to use the little fillies room, it had to be now!” she thought to herself, as she struggled to resist the urge to do her business in her diaper.

For if she did, her coronation would be full of ponies plugging their noses up at her, and the papers would scream with crazy headlines.

Party by anon

Noi sighed, as she went inside the bar's bathroom to change out of her messy diaper.

"Yet another day at school..." Noi muttered while she dropped the diaper bag and unzipped it. "Another one hundred and thirty-six left."

She laid down on her back onto the checkered black and white floor, untaped her diaper, grabbed the wipes from the bag and started to clean herself up with the wipes.

"And thirty two days to the next doctor's visit..." Noi muttered, as she threw the wipes and the diaper away "Maybe he'll do something, instead of repeat himself all the time."

As she said that, Noi grabbed the new diaper, set it aside, took the powder and sprinkled it on her nether regions, before taping th diaper up, for then go wash her hooves in the bathroom's sink.

"Oh well. Let's get back home now." She muttered, as she set the diaper bag on her flank.

After a twenty minutes walk, Noi finally arrived at her home's door. Just as she stepped onto the first doorstep, her stomach rumbled loudly.

"Welp, I'm hungry alright." Noi mused, as she knocked on the door "Let's hope mom or dad are at home from the fields already."

There was a loud sound of hooves scrambling on the floor and whispers, which made Noi tilt her head.

"What's going on inside?" She muttered to herself, as then the door squeaked as it was opened inwards, revealing Pinkie Pie, who tackled Noi, sending her hitting the ground.

"Surprise!" Pinkie Pie shouted, as Noi let otua little grunt "I've organized a surprise Diaper Party, so you won't feel so bad anymore about not using the potty!"

Noi shook her head, as she wiggled under Pinkie Pie's grasp.

"Really?" Noi asked, once she was out of Pinkie's grasp.

Pinkie Pie turned around to show off the light pink diaper that was securely taped around her flank.

"Didn't you see my diaper, silly filly?" Pinkie Pie said, shaking her crinkly flank in Noi's face. Noi's annoyance disappeared completely to be replaced by joy, which her hop on and hug Pinkie's padding with a crinkle.

"Thank you very much Pinkie!" she said, before rushing inside the house to see many ponies sitting down in diapers in the entrance hall. Noi immediately proceeded to thank them all.

Whispers by XXXX

Twilight Sparkle ran and ran, looking around her for clues about the bathroom's position,  her lower body aching terribly and  getting even more painful as time went on.

"Come on, where is it?" Twilight muttered, as she looked around her, looking in the crannies inside the red stone and white plaster walls of the palace for a door "Where is it? I do not want to use this diaper!"

Finally Twilight saw a big oak door labeled with a white marble as "Lavatory."

"Good!" Twilight said with a sigh of relief, as she levitated her trajectory towards it "This way I will not be center of attention for my used diaper!"

That begin said, she lowered the handle with her magic and swung the door inwards, revealing a small series of holes in the floor. Twilight, without too much thought, ripped her diaper off and sat on one of them.

"Squat toilets may not be the best around, and I'm a little surprised they are even here in the castle," Twilight muttered, as her butthole pressed against the toilet's sewage hole, releasing her bowels in the meanwhile. "But it's still better than a diaper!"

Once she felt her pressure disappear and all of her wastes expelled, Twilight rushed out of the lavatory and went towards the balcony. As she walked, she felt a faint squish comin from behind her, coupled with a vague smell of manure, but, begin the nervous, Twilight didn't notice it, instead preparing herself to explain the reasons for her lateness at her coronation speech.

As she arrived at the balcony, she sat them scrunch their faces and blush, or even gag, as she passed by, and, she could've sworn, the two pages that had opened her the balcony's door had fainted on the floor as soon as she passed past them.

"That is odd." Twilight muttered to herself, as she then turned around towards the fanatical crowd of ponies waiting below the balcony. Twilight, after wiping sweat off her face, faked a cough and started to speak.

At the end of the speech, Twilight turned around towards the balcony. Suddenly, from the crowd, which from that moment on had been cheering on her and clapping wildly, came a stone cold silence, followed by barely audible whispers, which made Twilight stop to turn around with her left eyebrow arched.

"Is something the matter?" Twilight asked loudly, so to be sure about the reason. She quickly regret it.

"Princess, did Princesshood came with the revocation of bathroom privileges or something?" A voice shouted from below.

Twilight frantically looked behind her, to see that the backside of her dress was smeared in her own poop and was being swarmed by several flies. Twilight blushed and bit her lip, wishing to die and be reincarnated in another dimension altogether.

"Oh why, why, why?" Twilight said panicking, as she looked around her with lowered ears "They are never going to live this down! All those gossiping whispers... all those jokes about diapers and me..."

As if she was gifted with the ability of Wishful Thinking, diapers were threw at her from the horde of chattering ponies, all of which landed in a neat circle around Twilight.

Baby by Eu Vou!

Silver Spoon was feeling a single feeling.

It was pure, unadulterated shame for her situation.

Silver Spoon had currently only one wish.

To die and be erased from existence altogether.

That, at least, was how she was feeling right there, right now, as she watched her mother walking away with a swaddling movement, as her younger cousin giggled and crinkled, rushing towards the pile of soft toys that awaited usage in the far corner of the brightly-colored room that was the (relatively empty) main room of the Fillydelphia Daycare.

"This is so awful..." Silver Spoon said, tears welling up in her eyes, as she moaned, whimpered and snarled all at the same time "I just spilled some fucking wine on the carpet by accident. It's not fair!"

Despite reminding herself that this was only temporary, Silver Spoon still could not hold back the tears and the wish to just go and die.

"I hate begin a baby, you just get sick and cry all the time!" Silver Spoon muttered to herself "I want to go back to be a filly, at least I don't shit myself all the time!"

As she did that, a couple of forehooves wrapped her in a hug.

"Aaaww, what's the matter, little filly?" The now-giant mare said, in a vocie that was so deep and sultry, with a cooing tone that  irritated Silver Spoon immensely "do you miss mommy already?"

"No, I don't!" Silver spoon said, kicking her hooves around in enraged despair "Turn me back, Celestia damn it!"

"C'mon, don't be cranky, it's just a few hours!" the mare said, as she started to cradle Silver Spoon, who however did not budge.

"No, it's not few hours, it's for all my friggin' stay in this dump of a city!" Silver spoon shrieked "Leave me alone, now!"

However, the mare wasn't giving up, not just yet, as she touched the front of Silver's diaper, making it crinkle.

"You're dry, you're clean..." The mare muttered, before rising up her left hoof, exclaiming "Ah-ha! You're hungry AND tired!"

"I'm not either, I am just pissed off and desperate like never in my life!" Silver Spoon said, her rage mixing with resignation, as the mare brought her to a mini-fridge "Why don't' you give up for once?!"

Reaction by SuperPinkbrony12

The coronation of Twilight Sparkle had occurred barely a month ago, but it felt like a millennia to the newly crowned Princess of Friendship.

To make matters worse, Twilight found that her time travel spell wouldn’t allow her to go back to the original present day. It was as if it no longer existed, or, if it did, it was another timeline entirely. She was, it seemed, to be forever locked out of her timeline of birth. All because of one small paradox, and a book.

“My goodness, Twilight, just what did you have to eat?” Princess Celestia asked, her nose scrunching up from the smell of Twilight’s open diaper. Princess Celestia was glad she had her magic, as she used it to toss yet another soiled diaper into the waste basket in Twilight’s bed chambers. By this point, it was all but filled to the brim with used diapers. This had become a sort of routine for them. Twilight’s control over her bladder and bowels was all but gone. Or so it seemed.

“I’m sorry, Princess Celestia. I really tried to make it to a bathroom this time!” Twilight insisted, as her rump was lifted into the air, wiped clean, and set onto a freshly powdered diaper “Just a few more seconds, and I would’ve made it.”

Princess Celestia sighed, it was not unlike the sigh a mother would display towards a child that constantly made promises they couldn’t keep. “Twilight, you have been saying this since your coronation, and it hasn’t gotten any better,” Princess Celestia said seriously “It would seem, that you have altered the timeline beyond all possible repair for its original state. Attempting to change the past is impossible, unless you were to attempt to go back in time and prevent yourself from causing the paradox to begin with. Such a thing would only further damage the timeline, possibly to the point where it could erase all of time and space.”

“So then, I’m stuck in diapers for the rest of my natural life?” Twilight asked “I won’t ever be able to use a bathroom ever again?” She whimpered. True, she did occasionally pad up for long reading sessions, but she didn’t want to be stuck padded forever.

“Perhaps not,” Celestia said, tapping her chin. “I know of somepony who can try and potty train you again. She does have a foal on the way, so it’ll be good hooves-on experience.” She chimed

Twilight’s face froze into a look of horror, that could only refer to one pony, one mare. “You can’t possibly mean-” she began.

“Oh, I do mean,” Celestia smiled warmly, “Your old foalsitter, Cadence can help you.” She nuzzled Twilight, packing a diaper bag for her student and fellow Princess.

Just then, there was a knock at the bedroom door. Princess Celestia smiled “That must be Cadence now,” she said cheerfully “I already explained the situation to her, though I must say, she certainly looked ready to faint when I first told her about your little potty paradox,” She snickered, “And what happened to the dress. You should have lifted it up before using the bathroom.” She teased playfully.

Twilight felt about ready to die of embarrassment, as Princess Celestia opened the bedroom door, and in strolled Princess Cadence. She had styled her mane and tail into the ponytail she had worn when foalsitting Twilight as a filly, and were it not for her size (and her rather chubby belly) Twilight would’ve actually assumed she had traveled back in time, or even to an alternative reality.

“Hello, Twily,” Cadence said cheerfully, using the nickname Shining Armor had given to his sister as a filly “It looks like, once again, it’s up to me to get you out of diapers. I must say, I had no idea it was ‘Your Potty and You: What To Do When You Have To Pee or Poo’ that got you so motivated in the first place. I always thought it was because of Shining Armor always teasing you for being a diaper wearer past the age of three.”

“I guess I had really low standards as a little filly,” Twilight chuckled nervously “I still can’t believe it actually made me think toilets were living, breathing, creatures.”

“Well, for old time’s sake, I brought that book along with me,” Princess Cadence smiled, as she used her magic to pull said book out of her saddle bag “Now, why don’t I read it to you, while you try to go potty.”

“But there aren’t any bathrooms around here, the nearest one is down the hallway and around the corner.” Twilight spoke up.

“I know that, but I think we need to start with the basics, and work our way up to using an actual toilet,” Princess Cadence explained, as she pulled out a small, plastic, pink colored training potty with absorbent pad, customized to fit a grown mare, and placed it on the ground near Twilight’s bed “Sit on your potty chair, and get comfortable. Once you can prove you can use it, and keep your diapers and dresses clean, we’ll transition to the big potty. Okay?”

Twilight didn’t answer, as she felt Princess Cadence use her magic to take off Twilight’s diaper, and seat Twilight on the training potty.

“I think I’ll leave you two alone, so that Twily has some privacy,” Princess Celestia chuckled, as she grabbed the waste basket filled with used diapers “In the meantime, I might as well take care of Twily’s stinky diapees. We can’t have them stinking up the whole castle.” And with that, she left Twilight’s bedroom, carrying the waste basket in her magic.

The clock ticked by, as Twilight sat on the training potty, when her bladder and bowels gurgled....

Onesie by Diokno44

Rarity hummed, suckiling on her pacifier. Her custom made diaper, cloth with a plastic overlay, with a fabric gem pattern. A stuffed dragon she had won at the fair lay on her lap. She was dressed in a light pink sleeper with snaps in the hatch in the back. She yawned, her pacifier falling out of her mouth. She glanced at the clock.

“10:44 PM” She mumbled, rubbing her eyes, as she stared at the project before her, sliding in a new thread of tarn. It was a onesie, colored a fiery reddish orange and a calming yellow.

It was Sunset’s birthday the next day and Rarity had promised to herself she’d make her fellow Teen Baby the best onesie she could for her seventeenth birthday.

She sighed, as she felt her diaper dampen with her own urine. She mumbled, as she rubbed her eyes, “J-just a few more adjustments, then I’ll head to bed.”

She could faintly hear her little sister, Sweetie Belle, snoring from her bedroom upstairs. Placing her pacifier back in, she continued sewing. Her sewing machine had broken and lost a part or two, so she had to do it the old fashioned way, with needle, thread and lots of concentration, sewing the onesie with care.

Poppers on a hatch for easy diaper changes were added, as was a cute little ribbon on the neck area. Rarity sucked on her pacifier, the rubber keeping her collected.

Rarity sighed, putting her needle and work glasses down. She cracked her back, groaning loudly.

“Finished at last.”

She smiled, admiring her creation. She gently wrapped the onesie up in wrapping paper, and added a bow to the box.

Stowing it away in her backup, she stood up, ready to fall asleep in her nursery.

“Bedtime.” She looked down, seeing the back and front of her sleeper sagging, causing her to blush. “After a change.” She waddled upstairs.

Retrain by XXXX

Twilight smiled, as she sneaked into the bathroom of the castle.

"Using the training potty isn't getting me anywhere," Twilight muttered, as she slid her pull-up off her rump "So I might as well re-train myself and ignore Princess Celestia's orders and Cadance's requests for just once in my life!"

Twilight felt her bowels gurgle. She pushed, and her wastes soon fell into the toilet below with a loud plop, also bringing a strong sense of relief that made Twilight lower her ears and hang her tongue out with a sigh.

"Sweet release," she muttered, as she peed into the toilet for good measure "And sweet freedom from those damned diapers."

Once she was done with doing her business, Twilight rose her plot off the toilet, grabbed the toilet papers and started to clean herself up thoroughly. DOne so, she threw the used toilet paper in the toilet, then she pulled up her pull-up as it slid down the hole.

"Very well, time to get back to work," Twilight Sparkle declared, as she walked towards the small stonehead fountain that served as sinkhole, and the small block of solidified mustard cream that served as soap. "After cleaning my hooves, of course."

Twilight took the mustard, rubbed it on her hooves, then she passed it under the water, rubbing vigorously, until the improvised soap went down the drain, at which point Twilight moved the lavatory’s door handle downwards and walked out towards her bedchamber. As she walked out, Twilight was greeted by Princess Cadance, who was trotting in her direction, only to stop abruptly as soon as she saw Twilight walking out of the lavatory.

"Twily? Did you really...?" Princess Cadance said, and Twilight wasted no time.

"Yes, I did it," she said, walking past Cadance and brushing her tail against Cadance's frozen face "Maybe you should trust me more, Cadance. Anyways, I'm off to work now."

Company by SuperPinkbrony12

Apple Bloom looked up very slowly, and was greeted with the sight of her cousin, Babs Seed. Normally, Apple Bloom would’ve been embarrassed to be seen by her cousin in a wet diaper, but for right now, she was too tired to care where she went. All that mattered, was that she was away from her younger cousin, Peach Cobbler.

“What are you doing out here in the middle of the day, in a used diaper no less?” Babs Seed asked, as she helped her cousin to stand. Apple Bloom had confessed her love for wearing and using diapers and pull-ups, as well as dressing up like a foal, in a letter to Babs Seed. So, Babs wasn’t too surprised, as she helped her cousin inside.

“Uh, can I get changed first?” Apple Bloom said nervously, once she was inside the nicely tiled floors of The Oranges summer home “I don’t want to get a diaper rash, even if this is more of a pull-up I ‘borrowed’ from my cousin.”

“Go right ahead, there’s a bathroom just down the hallway. Mom and Pops are upstairs, resting, so you shouldn’t have to worry about gettin’ caught.” Babs Seed replied, and pointed a hoof down the carpeted hallway.

“Thanks, I’ll think I’ll go do that now!” Apple Bloom said, racing past her cousin.

Babs Seed waited as patiently as she could outside the bathroom door, for Apple Bloom to finish changing herself. But her patience could only last so long. The next closest bathroom was in her parents room, and she did not want to wake them up while Apple Bloom was padded.

“Yo, Apple Bloom, you mind hurrying it up in there?” Babs Seed called, knocking on the door “I ain’t wearin’ a diaper, so I really need to use the john!”

“Just a second, Babs, I’m almost done.” Apple Bloom called back, and a few seconds later, the bathroom door opened, and Apple Bloom trotted out in a fresh pull-up. Her pacifier dangling from the cord around her neck.

Babs Seed, with little hesitation, zipped into the bathroom, and closed the door behind her. “So, you mind telling me what this is all about?” she asked Apple Bloom, as she hopped up onto the toilet.

Apple Bloom sighed, and cleared her throat “My younger cousin, Peach Cobbler, caught me dressed up like a foal after I wet my pull-up. How am I supposed to explain to her my interest, when she’s barely potty trained herself?”

“Well, give me a minute or two to do my business, and then we’ll talk.” Babs Seed replied.

When Babs Seed had finished using the toilet, and wiped herself clean, she flushed, washed her hooves, and exited the bathroom.

“I know it’s gonna be hard to tell her, especially since she’s not probably gonna grasp the concept of Adult Foals and Diaper Lovers.” Babs Seed told Apple Bloom.

“Don’t I know it.” Apple Bloom groaned, as she washed her pacifier in the bathroom sink.

“Personally, it’s up to you whether or not you wanna tell her,” Babs Seed shrugged “You could always just say something like ‘I’m wearin’ em so you don’t feel bad about your occasional accidents.’ or ‘I figured you’d feel better knowin’ you’re not the only relative who’s still in diapers.’ As long as she buys it, there shouldn’t be any harm.”

“But what if I wanna tell her the truth, without goin’ into all those details? I don’t need her to quit potty trainin’, because she wants to become a Teen Foal, like myself.” Apple Bloom replied.

“Then do it, if you think that’s the best course of action,” Babs Seed told Apple Bloom “I’m actually interested in tryin’ out this ageplay stuff myself, but I gotta find a way to clear it with my folks first.”

Apple Bloom sighed “Well, I guess I’ll just go back and see if I can give her the important details, while leavin’ out the more ‘unusual’ parts. If not, I’ll just have to stop wearin’ and usin’ pull-ups while she’s around.”

“Want me to come with you?” Babs Seed asked “You know, for support?”

“That would be nice, I guess.” Apple Bloom shrugged, and the two cousins headed back to the Apple’s summer home to find Peach Cobbler.

The time had come for a confession, though how Peach Cobbler would react, was something that neither Apple Bloom or Babs Seed could’ve possibly predicted.

Sorrow by Diomno44

The smell of fresh blood, and ashes coated the air. Half melted steel walls surrounded the orange farm pony. Shadowy Griffon-like shapes flited around her, laughing. Two bodies, with several deep gashes and cuts on them, were laying next to each other, propped up, one embracing the other. One was a stallion with a coat the color of a watermelon with a mane the color of a peach. He had on a brown Stetson, and was dressed in a dark brown vest, and a scarf the color of a granny smith apple (the actual apple, not his mother-in-law). The mare had a coat the color of ripe golden delicious apple. Her mane, tied back in a short ponytail, was spattered with blood, and singed slightly. She had on the armor of the Royal Day Guard, buy burnt and torn by claws. She had a familiar red ribbon in her mane. A detonator lay in the hooves of the stallion. Both had smiles on their faces, their last expression. Applejack shuddered, sniffiling as she reached out to the two. “Ma? Pa? Wake up” She pleaded. That was when she heard the ticking, and then heard a loud roar. She could barely turn as a fireball the size of their barn engulfed her, and her parents.

“Huah!” Applejack’s eyes shot open, as she sat upright in bed. “Why...” She muttered, wiping her tears. Her mother, Apple Cinnamon, had been a member of the Royal Guard, while her father, who had been a farmhoof before marrying her, Crescent Melon. On a routine inspection of a weather forecasting site on the border of Griffonhala, in which Crescent had come along for Bring-Your-Spouse-To-Work day, the unthinkable occured. A force of Griffon and Earth Pony bandits had stormed the place, seeking any technology they could sell on the black market. Her father had activated the self destruct mechanism, but not before giving his favorite hat, the one Applejack now wore with pride, and the ribbon his wife wore in her mane, the one Apple Bloom had, to a close friend, Hakon Steel Lance, a kind-hearted half-Griffon, Half-Unicorn. Hakon and then Captain of the Royal Guard Road Roller had delivered the news to the Apple Family. A monument to the couple, and all those that had given their lives that day stood at the ruins of the facility. AJ had only been seven, and Big Mac ten. Applejack squirmed, feeling a squish. She looked down, and blushed lightly. She had become an Adult Foal to ease stress and relieve the fond memories of her foaldom. Her Granny had understood, and Big Mac occasionaly indulged in it to. She lowered the sides of her crib, and set her teddy bear down. She was about to go change, when she heard a quiet sobbing coming from Apple Bloom’s room. She had guessed she had had a similar nightmare. Apple Bloom had only been a few weeks old when their parents had perished. Even years later, they still felt the pain and sorrow of that fateful day.

Applejack waddled over, her full diaper swaying. She gently pushed open the door. Apple Bloom was curled up, sobbing into her hooves. “Sis? Bad dream? She asked, as her sister nodded. She rubbed her sister’s back. “Wanna talk about it?”

Apple Bloom sniffled, and nodded. “Yeah sis,” She smiled slightly, “And yah need a change.” She giggled.

Applejack giggled back, “Ah will, but first, let’s get some hot chocolate.” Her sister hopped off the bed. The two Apple siblings trotted downstairs, to make hot chocolate.

Meanwhile, outside, the spirits of a mare and a stallion smiled, and trotted towards the house, to visit their family.

Present by SuperPinkbrony12

Groggily, Rarity set herself upon the soft surface of her changing table in her nursery, and pulled down her sleeper, exposing her heavily used diaper.

“My new toilet should arrive within the week, then I won’t have to go through so many diapers.” Rarity thought to herself, as she went through the motions of a diaper change. Despite feeling ready to nod off at a moment’s notice, Rarity effortlessly disposed of her old diaper, wiped herself clean, powdered and oiled  her nether regions thoroughly, then slid a fresh diaper beneath her butt and taped it up nice and secure. Rarity then hopped down from the changing table, and put her sleeper back on. After washing her hands with hand sanitizer, she popped her pacifier back into her mouth, fell upon her lush bedsheets, and curled up with the dragon plushie she’d won from the fair. She yawned a bit, closed her eyes, and the teen baby drifted off to sleep.

Though she normally prefered sleeping in on days when she had no designs to work on, Rarity knew that today was a day that was too important to miss out on by sleeping in. As the sun’s rays peeked into her nursery, she yawned, spat out her pacifier, and woke up. As she did so, she felt a somewhat cold and clammy sensation on her rear, and knew at once what that meant.

“I’ll get changed, fix myself something to eat, and then maybe take a quick shower, but then I must get going to Sunset Shimmer’s birthday party,” Rarity thought to herself “I do hope she’ll love the onesie I made for her.” And with that, Rarity went about her usual morning routine.

Sunset Shimmer and the rest of The Rainbooms were waiting for Rarity, when she pulled her car into the driveway of Sunset Shimmer’s house. It wasn’t anything really lavish, but it was far from an eye sore. It was the sort of house one would usually expect from a mid level income family, maybe upper-middle class.

Rarity had stopped at a Haymark card store along the way, to get a card to go with her present. This was it, the moment of truth.

Grabbing her backpack, Rarity stepped out of her car, strolled leisurely up to the front door, and rang the doorbell.

“Hey Rarity, glad you could make it,” Sunset Shimmer said with a smile “Come on in. The party’s about to get started.”

Rarity walked through the door, and smiled at the decorations that adorned the house. Pinkie Pie had clearly gone above and beyond to make the house look so cheerful and full of happy energy.

Near the couch in the living room, stood a small table where all the presents for the party were stacked. Rarity removed her wrapped box from her backpack, and placed it with the other gifts. Already, she could feel the anticipation running through her system.

“So, when do we start letting the birthday girl open her gifts?” Rarity asked Pinkie Pie.

“In a little while, for right now, let’s play some party games! Who’s up for Spin The Bottle?!” Pinkie Pie replied.

After a few tense (but exciting, and somewhat awkward) rounds of Spin The Bottle, as well as a brief bobbing for apples, and a game of Pin The Tail on The Donkey (Sunset Shimmer surprisingly had little trouble, despite being spun around), it was time for the presents to be opened.

Sunset Shimmer opened each of her gifts one by one, starting with the present Princess Twilight had sent through the portal. Sunset Shimmer had written to her Equestrian friend informing her of her birthday, and Twilight had expressed her regrets at not being able to attend the party.

The present, was a book Sunset Shimmer had cherished throughout her childhood in Equestria, but had been unable to bring with her when she made the decision to run away from her home world and cross through the mirror.

One by one, Sunset Shimmer opened the gifts from Pinkie Pie (a card for one free order milkshakes at Sugarcube Corner, as well as a portable karaoke machine for Sunset Shimmer to practice her singing), Applejack (a series of music videos featuring The Rainbooms songs, with help from Vinyl Scratch), Rainbow Dash (a new guitar that Sunset Shimmer had wanted so badly, but hadn’t been able to afford), and Fluttershy (a collection of stuffed animals in all sorts of sizes and colors), and Sunset Shimmer took her time to thank each member of The Rainbooms for their thoughtful gifts.

At last, Rarity’s present remained the only one not opened. Sunset Shimmer picked it up, and could’ve sworn she heard a familiar noise within it. “Is this what I think it is?!” she eagerly asked Rarity.

“Open it up and see for yourself, darling!” Rarity replied with a smile.

Sunset Shimmer didn’t need to be told twice, and without further hesitation ripped away the wrapping paper, and opened up the box. When she did, her eyes beheld a fiery reddish and calming yellow onesie, with poppers on a hatch to make diaper changes less of a burden.

“Oh, Rarity, this is just… amazing!” Sunset Shimmer exclaimed “Thank you SO much for making this for me!” And she gave her fellow Teen Baby the biggest hug she had ever given anyone.

“You’re more than welcome, darling. I was hoping you’d like it,” Rarity replied “Why don’t you try it on? I think you’ll look adorable in it.”

Sunset Shimmer did so, and just like Rarity had said, she looked adorable. She popped her pacifier in her mouth.

All in all, Sunset Shimmer would have to say that this was the best birthday she had ever had in her entire life. And for the Teen Baby, that was enough to make her blush.

“Let’s have a Teen Baby style sleepover party tonight!” Pinkie grinned, as her friend cheered. Sunset smiled, this was turning out to be an amazing birthday.

[NSFW] Amputation by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

"Ugh... what happened to me last night?" Soarin' said, rubbing his forehead, his body aching all over "I feel as if every bone in my body broke."

He painfully got up and fluttered his eyes open, revealing to himself the presence of a pink blanket over his lower body and giant bars surrounding him. Soarin' immediately pulled away the blanket in surprise by turning around, thus making a loud crinkling noise which got his attention. Turning his head around, he saw a big, poofy, pink diaper with butterflies as pattern and purple leak guards.

"W-what?" he muttered to himself, as he turned around again and then got up on his fours "This makes no sense! I never signed up for that 'private club' Spitfire keeps blabbing about all the time!"

"Actually, you did." A robotic voice said from... somewhere. Soarin' jumped up and fluttered his wings startled, before sharply turning his body towards the most likely source, the ceiling, and snarling at it.

"Who the hay are you?"

"I'm Robonanny 3.5, programmed to take care of sissy babies like you. Oh, and fix gender dysphorias in stallions free of charge." The robotic voice said, oddly for a machine, with a somewhat snarky tone. Sorain' tilted his head.

"I'm neither, so please get me out of here."

"You're neither?" the robot said "you signed the waiver stating that you were aware of what you were doing last night. and, besides, I think it's a little too late for go back."

Soarin' looked puzzled at the ceiling still.

"I still don't get it." He said.

"Look in your diaper," the machine stated. Soarin' wasted no time in  doing that, as he sat down with a crinkle, moving the diaper’s hem away, to reveal something he wished he'd never discovered.

He lacked of his sheath and of his balls. In its place, there was a fresh-of-surgery mare's genitalia that, safe for the stitches, could've passed as the deal deal.

Soarin' cry of despair and rage could be heard all over the Kingdom of Equestria.

Clash by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity wasted no time in slipping the diaper onto herself, and powdering her rump. “I just don’t see why I have to give up my diapers already,” Rarity thought, knowing that this was a clashing ideal with the one her parents encouraged “Why can’t I just stay in them for a little longer? It’ll be at least another year and a half before I can attend Magic Kindergarten, assuming Mother and Father let me go. And if they don’t, I won’t likely have to worry about being out of diapers until I enter public school, and that is at least two years away.”

And yet, another part of her mind was thinking “But you are old enough to recognize the signs when you have to go, and staining your coat with yellow and brown is always unpleasant. The toilet exists for a reason, and Mother and Father would not make you give up your diapers if they did not think you were ready.”

Despite this clash, Rarity was content to enjoy the few diapers she had left. Once they were gone, there was no way she could obtain more without her parents finding out.

But, just seconds after she admired her padded rump in her bedroom mirror, the door to Rarity’s room was opened. In strolled Magnum, who was shocked at what he saw. “Rarity! Where did you get those diapers?! I thought your mom and I made it very clear that you were too old for them!”

Rarity could see that her father was upset, but she plucked up courage and stood her ground. “Father, I have no desire to get rid of all my diapers at once, just because you and mother say I am old enough to be toilet trained! I like my diapers, and wish to enjoy them for a little longer!” she said defiantly.

“Rarity, this is not up for debate! That diaper is coming off, and all your remaining diapers are going to be given to ponies who need them!” Magnum said crossly, as he began to light up his horn “You can’t stay in diapers forever, the time has come for you to be potty trained! No ifs, ands, or buts!”

But much to Magnum’s surprise, when he attempted to use his magic to take off the diaper, his efforts were foiled by the magic from his own daughter’s horn. Rarity seemed determined to hold onto her diapers, at all costs!

“I’m not giving up my diapers, just because you say so! There is nothing either you or mother can do to make me feel otherwise!” Rarity insisted, sticking her tongue out at her father.

“What’s with all this commotion?” Pearl asked, trotting into the room. She had overheard her husband and her daughter arguing, but hadn’t been able to pick up on what it was they were arguing about.

“Rarity is still wearing diapers, even after we told her the time had come for her to leave them behind!” Magnum explained “I’ve tried everything I can think of, but she won’t take it off!”

“Let me try, perhaps this simply calls for a softer approach,” Pearl suggested, and approached her diapered daughter “Rarity, why do you wish to keep your diapers?” she asked as sweetly as possible “Don’t you know you’re too old for them now?”

“You say I’m too old for them, but how do you know what is truly best for me?” Rarity replied “Shouldn’t it be up to me to decide when I’m ready to stop wearing diapers? These undergarments still fit me just fine, and although I am less than fond of the thought of using them for their intended purpose, I want to be able to enjoy this part of my life for long as I can.”

Pearl tried to take off the diaper as well, but only met the same results as Magnum.

“I’m sorry, Mother and Father, but I have made up my mind,” Rarity insisted, and began to walk away “If you want to continue to argue with me about this, do so. But I will not get rid of them, until I am convinced the time has come for me to start being a big filly.”

Pearl and Magnum sighed, it seemed there was little they could do. They had tried as hard as they could, but their daughter was apparently not ready to be out of diapers, even if she was at the age when most colts and fillies at least started potty training.

But, just as they were about to give up, an idea came into Magnum’s head. He quickly whispered it to his wife, then explained it to Rarity. “How does this sound for a compromise?” he asked his daughter “You can continue to wear, and use your diapers, for long as you have some left in your saddle bag. But once that last one has been used up, you will have to start using the toilet whenever you have to go.”

“That sounds acceptable,” Rarity shrugged “If it will get you and Mother to stop pestering me about my decision, I will agree to it. But if you even so much as try to get rid of my diapers when I haven’t used them, I will go back on our agreement.”

“Very well, consider it a deal.” Pearl replied.

For the next month and a half, Rarity continued to wear and use her diapers, and Magnum and Pearl reluctantly changed her as best they could. All the while, they kept a close eye on the diaper stack, watching as the number slowly diminished.

At last, one faithful day, Rarity used her last diaper. “I guess, all good things must come to an end eventually.” she thought unhappily to herself, as she proceeded to call for her father to come and change her out of the diaper.

Magnum made the process of untaping and removing the used diaper as quick as possible, while still making sure he gave his daughter enough time to pay her final respects to the padded undergarments, that had been wrapped around her bottom since the day she was born.

Once his daughter’s coat was nice and clean, Magnum lifted Rarity off the changing table, and led her to the bathroom. With a smile, he lifted the lid of the toilet, and said to his daughter “Climb up and sit down.”

“But Father, I-” Rarity began.

“No buts, Rarity. We had a deal,” Magnum replied “There’s nothing to be afraid of. Just sit down, and relax.”

“But there’s nothing to do, except sit on the seat, and that’s boring.” Rarity complained.

“Would you like me to read to you while you wait?” Magnum offered, as he carefully placed his daughter on the toilet seat “I think you’ll find, it will help to pass the time.”

“That would be splendid, and you know what book I would prefer.” Rarity insisted.

“Very well then, just sit right there,” Magnum instructed, and exited the bathroom “I’ll be back very soon with ‘The Big Book of Fairytales’. Assuming your mother has’t moved it... again.”

Molise by Daxn

"B-but Fluttershy, I don't want to go, the doctors are mean there!" Scootaloo whined, as she curled up under the light blue cloud-themed covers of her bed. Fluttershy sighed, as she moved the bed's covers away.

"Scooty, you know that these kind of appointments have to be respected," Fluttershy said, caressing Scootaloo's back in the attempt to get her to relax. "If you behave, I'll buy an ice cream, okay?"

Scootaloo looked at Fluttershy, as she crawled to the farthest corner of the bed on the side of the wall, shivering a little.

"N-no!" she said, "I don't want to, it's too scary!"

Fluttershy turned around to let out an exasperated groan, at her current situation with Scootaloo. Sometimes, Fluttershy regretted not listening to her mother to leave Molise and go up north, where everything was more modern, better organized. And, in this particular case, where the doctors did not all suffer of the God Complex.

"Scootaloo, please, don't make this harder than it already is," Fluttershy said “Please, just follow me. I'll try my best to make the doctors stop being mean to you, but you'll have to obey me."

Scootaloo squeaked, as she crawled off her bed and walked towards Fluttershy.

"O-okay..." Scootaloo said, looking up at Fluttershy with wide and somewhat-teary eyes. Fluttershy smiled at her and patted the little girl's head, before going towards her wardrobe.

"Let's get all dressed up now, shall we?"

After twenty minutes of walking, Scootaloo and Fluttershy arrived in front of the hospital. It was gray, with half-destroyed caryatids and scraped-off plaster all over the place, with scaffolding around most of the places where it did not fall off. Doctors, nurses and patietns passed by the entrance.

"And here we are," Fluttershy said, as she grabbed Scootaloo's right hand while walking in. Scootaloo held Fluttershy's hand tightly, as she entered in the hospital proper.

She was greeted by the sight of people lying on stretchers left around the hallways, doctors smoking right in front of signs explicitly telling them to not do so, nurses armed with carpet beaters or canes chasing crippled terrified young patients, and the strong smell of medicine mixed with the odour of sawdust.  Coupled with the seemingly overly big proportions of the furniture, all of this was because of fear for Scootaloo, who started to sweat, as she was escorted around the hospital.

Finally, after passing by a corridor turned into a maze of stretches and biological wastes cart, Scootaloo and Fluttershy arrived in the same waiting room where all of Scootaloo's little odyssey begun.

Scootaloo sat down, her back hunched, as she looked around her with fear and insecurity.

"I don't like this place... it's scary, really scary..."

"There's nothing to be afraid of, Scooty. The doctors just want to do your best, even if they aren't being very kind." Fluttershy said, as she ruffled Scootaloo's hair, which made SCootaloo whimper softly.

"O-okay..." she said unsurely.

All of the sudden, the door in front of the chairs was slammed open with a drop kick once more, revealing the human mountain of muscles that was Nurse Coldheart, accompanied by a much slender and taller nurse in a light pink attire, Nurse Kindheart. Nurse Coldheart scratched her butt visibly, as she looked around her, before setting her eyes onto Scootaloo, which made her groan loudly

"Oh. It's you." Nurse Coldheart said, "It's your turn again, Scootaloo."

Scootaloo gulped and got up, receiving a pat on her shoulders by Fluttershy, before she actually walked towards Nurse Coldheart and Nurse Kindheart.

"Did you eat anything?" Nurse Coldheart asked, before burping "'cuz, if you did and you dont' tell me, I'll send your kidneys to the Molisan Central Organ Bank!"

Scootaloo whimpered and brought her hands to her mouth once she heard those words, as the door was closed behind her.

"Coldheart!" Nurse Kindheart said rushing to grab Scootaloo by the shoulders and moving the girl closer to her"that's not the way to deal with little ones at all!"

"Eh, whatever, the guys in Campobasso pay me jackshit, migh as well do whatever." she said with a shrug, causing Nurse Kindheart to glare at her, as she petted Scootaloo's head and helped the girl to undress fully, before setting her on the examination table.

Rainbooms by Diokno44

Sunset led the other Rainbooms to her nursery. It was painted in, as one could guess, a fiery reddish-orange, with yellow highlights, like her hair, and, she thought with a smile, her new onesie. The crib, a gift from Pinkie from her last birthday, was a light pink in color, with the mechanisms to lock and lower the rails in the shape of her Cutie Mark. Pictures of her and Flash were hung, as well as her and the other Rainbooms. Ever since Twilight had revealed to Flash she and Celestia from Equestria were dating, and she and him were FOB’s at best (much to his excitement, as he had passed out with a grin in Sunset’s arms at the news), Flash and Sunset had started seeing another again.

A wardrobe was off to one side, next to a toy chest. A playpen lay in the center, and a changing table was connected to one wall.

“Here we are,” Sunset smiled, her diaper crinkling beneath her onesie. Thankfully, Fluttershy and Pinkie, also Teen Baby’s, much to everyone’s amusement, had brought spares, including a few sleepers. Fluttershy’s girlfriend, Rainbow, dabbled in the Teen Baby lifestyle at times, mostly for the sake of her girlfriend. Rarity pulled on her emerald green sleeper with a diamond pattern, Fluttershy had a onesie the color of cream with cartoonish butterflies printed on it. Rainbow’s was sky blue with lightning bolt patterns. Pinkie had on a cute sleeper, with frills on the wrists and ankles, that was a hot pink, with cupcake print. Applejack had a modified version of the sleeper she wore to sleep, except with an apple pattern.

Sadly, Twilight could not attend. Apparently an army of golems controlled by a long-thought dead Earth Pony geomancer was marching on Equestria, or something like that. Sonata and the other reformed Dazzlings were on vacation at a beach somewhere.

“So, what’s first on our sleepover agenda?” Rarity asked, as the group sat in the playpen, diapers crinkling beneath their outfits. She popped her pacifier into her mouth, quietly sucking.

“Oh! I know!” Pinkie zipped over to a mini fridge, with Sunset’s permission, and grabbed several bottles of milk, chocolate and vanilla. She passed these out to her friends, a few drinking from them, Sunset included, and then grabbed a flashlight. “Scary stories!” She grinned, flickering the flashlight.

Fluttershy eeped, and hid behind her girlfriend, “Um, a-are you sure Pinkie?” She asked, as a spurt of pee entered her padding in fear. She shivered, but quieted down when she felt a comforting hand on her back.

“Don’t worry Shy, you can always trust the diaper to protect you.” Rainbow grinned, pointing a thumb to herself.

“But Dashie, you don’t have a diaper!” Pinkie giggled, then turned to Sunset. “Hey Sunny, are there any Equestrian spells that can give Dashie a diaper?” She asked, bouncing.

“Of course there are.” Sunset smiled, then her eyes widened, and she blushed. “Um, n-not that I ever used them, no.” She coughed, sweat dropping down her face like a downpour. She looked rapidly between her friends, who weren’t convinced. “So, who goes first?’ She asked.

“I will!” Pinkie grinned, and flicked the flashlight on. The scary stories were about to be told....

Memory by SuperPinkbrony12

Scootaloo didn’t know what was worse right now. Suffering through almost three months of camp fever because of one bowl of water, or having to constantly visit the same hospital that featured rude staff like Nurse Coldheart.

Every memory Scootaloo had of that place, wasn’t very good. Even if there was sympathetic people like Nurse Kindheart, and Doctor Stable Hoof (who Scootaloo still couldn’t believe was never potty trained), every visit ended in tears and with her crying for her new mother, Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy had finally tied the knot, and agreed to resume the sessions of baby and caretaker they had indulged in from time to time in the past.

But that constantly took a back seat, to the numerous medical visits Scootaloo had to go through.

“Why do I have to keep these painful procedures?” Scootaloo complained, fresh tears in her eyes, as Fluttershy carried her home “I hate that hospital with a burning passion! Why haven’t they been shut down yet?!”

“Scootaloo, Dashie and I are trying our best to save up enough money, so we can move back home. But for right now, we have to make do with what we have,” Fluttershy said, as she tried her best to calm down her crying daughter “This time, the endoscopy results should efficent enough for us to know when your body will be ready to start potty training again.”

“You said that the last few times, and they’ve always produced the same results!” Scootaloo complained once more “As long as it’s from that hospital, they’re going to keep getting the results mixed up because they keep hurting me! I thought you said, doctors and nurses took an oath not to cause their patients harm?! Why don’t those quacks follow that oath?!”

Fluttershy just sighed, and shook her head “I don’t know, Scootaloo. I really don’t know. All we can do is wait. And I promise you, that if we get the same results from this endoscopy as all the other endoscopies, we are NEVER going back to that hospital again. Doctor Stable Hoof actually told me that he and Nurse Kindheart are hoping to transfer somewhere else, and that the medical board is sending one of their own to re-evaluate the hospital.”

Scootaloo cheered “I hope they shut that place down, throw all those quacks out on the street, and burn it to the ground! They deserve it for everything they’ve done to me!”

“Scootaloo, you know that Rainbow Dash and I don’t like hearing that sort of stuff coming out of your mouth,” Fluttershy scolded, as she reached the house she and her wife were sharing “Even if that hospital is a bad place, we don’t wish bad things onto other people. They have lives as well.”

Deep Injection was anything but pleased with what he observed when he entered “Molisan General Hospital”. Everything was a mess.

Doctors, nurses, and surgeons, were rushing about to try and tend to patients, or wheel them into operating rooms.

Several of the hospital staff were disregarded the no smoking signs, which only placed more unnecessary stress onto the lungs of sick patients.

The sound of children crying, and parents yelling at the staff behind the desk, was almost deafening.

And to top it all off, it seemed that Doctor Stable Hoof was not the only one wearing diapers. Apparently, the workload was so massive and so piled up, that the hospital staff had no time for bathroom breaks.

“What kind of crackpot excuse for a hospital is this?!” Deep Injection bellowed angrily “I demand to speak with Doctor Muffin Top, he has a lot of explaining to do!”

“Sir, it’s not my fault, I’m trying my best,” Doctor Muffin Top pleaded, as Deep Injection lodged complaint after complaint at him “We’re facing a serious budget crunch and have had to cut back on our staff to make room for the new medical equipment! We’re trying our best!”

Deep Injection only shook his head “Then why have you not fired Nurse Coldheart?! I don’t care what sort of connections she has, she has proven to be incompetent and has shown a complete disregard for bedside manner and the Hippocratic Oath! She is a bad influence not only to this hospital, but to all the medical students interning here!”

“Things will get better, I swear! I’ve got some promising returns from overseas investments, they’ll be arriving any day now!” Doctor Muffin Top insisted.

But Deep Injection only replied with “You’ve given me that very excuse countless times already, and it hasn’t arrived! I have no choice but to shut down this hospital, and dismiss you, Nurse Coldheart, and most of the remaining staff! Doctor Stable Hoof and Nurse Kindheart have already managed to find work at other hospitals in Naples, so I suggest you start looking, and hope that this experience doesn’t completely ruin your resume!” And with that, Deep Injection stormed out of the office.

“I knew it was a mistake to let inexperienced medical school graduates run a major hospital!” Deep Injection grumbled to himself “Am I the only sane individual on the board?!”

Sun by SuperPinkbrony12

Sun by SuperPinkbrony12

The Cutie Mark Crusaders were hardly strangers to unusual ideas for their cutie marks. After all, they’d done a lot of ideas that most ponies wouldn’t think of.

But when they found themselves attempting to earn their babysitting cutie marks, they could hardly imagine that the foal they would be tasked with looking after, would be none other than the regressed Princess of The Sun.

Apparently, a spell cast to make herself younger that backfired, and Princess Celestia was currently stuck in the body and mentality of a two year old. Since Princess Luna needed her new little sister looked after, while she and Twilight searched for a cure, she had reluctantly been persuaded to give Celestia to the CMC.

“Now, pay attention, Tia,” Scootaloo said, addressing the regressed raiser of the sun by the only name she responded to “Here’s what you do with a potty.”

The toddler Celestia watched with interest, as Scootaloo sat her rump on a white training potty. The object looked funny, but she was told it was something ponies her age used quite often.

“You sit down, right here,” Scootaloo instructed, and started to grunt and push “Then you do this!” In a matter of seconds, with a series of farts, Scootaloo released her bladder and her bowels into the training potty.

“Good girl, Scootaloo! That’s how it’s done!” Sweetie Belle cheered, then the smell reached her nostrils “Ew, Scootaloo, what did you have to eat for lunch?!”

“Just some peanut butter and zap apple jam sandwiches with apple juice,” Scootaloo replied, and turned to Princess Celestia “By the way, the farts are worth extra points. It’s how you potty like a big girl!”

“Look, Tia! Look what Scootaloo’s doin’!” Apple Bloom encouraged “Do it just like her, and you’re a big girl too!”

The regressed Princess of The Sun giggled “Scootapoot!” she teased, and waited impatiently for her chance to use a training potty. In the process, she unintentionally released a rather gassy fart.

“Ew! That really, really stinks!” Scootaloo complained.

Sweetie Belle, despite plugging her nose, chuckled at the statement “Well, Scootaloo, she learned from the best. Speaking of which, you need to let Tia have a turn.”

“But I haven’t even tinkled yet!” Scootaloo protested, but did as she was told.

“I think you’ve demonstrated how to use this thing quite profoundly,” Apple Bloom replied, as she grabbed the training potty “I’ll be right back, I gotta go empty this out in the outhouse.”

“Okay, Tia, the potty’s all nice and clean for you!” Apple Bloom called, as she trotted back into the clubhouse, placing the recently cleaned plastic bowl on the floor of the clubhouse.

Princess Celestia giggled, raced over to the potty, and sat down on it without hesitation.

“Might wanna hold your breath girls,” Scootaloo gulped, plugging her nose “I get the feeling this is gonna get really stinky!”

Needle by Eu Vou!

Silver Spoon smirked, as she looked at the bubbly transparent liquid in the bronze marmite, rubbing her front hooves together while chuckling. Her table was covered in every material and ingredient she could possibly keep around the house without looking too suspicious.

"Apple Bloom, I hope that your sister keeps a stash of nappies for a crybaby like you," she said, as she then moved the mortar closer, put a hoof ful of gypsum inside the mortar, then she started to grind it with the pestle with a loud crunching noise "because you're in for a quite nasty surprise."

SIlver Spoon, once the gypsum was completely turned into powder, lifted the mortar and poured what was inside the mortar into the marmite, making it bubble strongly and fizzle.

"Well, if my calculations are correct, by tomorrow it should be read." Silver Spoon said, glancing at the clock, before shrugging and walking out of the room "Guess I can go to sleep now."

The next day, before going to school, Silver Spoon had taken ten phial full of the transparent liquid she had created the day before. Done so, she had went in her school's infirmary and, once she had found the vaccine boxes already open and waiting for use there, she swapped out ten of the phials with her substance.

"There will be collateral damage to some, but whatever." silver Spoon muttered to herself, as she threw the vaccine into the nearby trash bin, before extracting the phials of her substance from her mane. "Whoever they are, they're expendable."

Silver Spoon head a sound of hooves getting increasingly stronger.

"Let's get out of here!" She muttered to herself, as she closed the box and quickly ran out of the room by the nearby window, making the roundabout rout of the entire school for get back to the entrance proper.

"I'll be a little late but that matters very little. I am on time pretty much always, so Cheerilee will forgive me for sure."

Silver Spoon bit her lip, as the needle of the doctor's syringe pierced her flesh, before feeling an annoying itching sensation spread from the entrance point to her entire shoulder.

"Don't scratch it," the doctor said, almost reading Silver's mind, as he then extracted the syringe and applied a patch over Silver's arm. "Alright done!"

Silver Spoon trotted away with a small grin on her face, while she bit the inner part of her cheeks in the attempt to not scratch her own arm.

"Apple Bloom, you're next up!" Cheerilee said, which immediately produced a bawling sound from the aforementioned filly.

Silver Spoon immediately turned herself around. Seh saw Apple Bloom crying her eyes out and screaming as she was pushed forward by Cheerilee towards the doctor.

"No! No!" Apple Bloom cried out, as she was pushed forward still, as the doctor quickly filled the syringe with the liquid contained in one of the phials "Don't do that, please! It hurts way too much!"

Silver Spoon chuckled. Her chuckle grew into a barely-suppressed laugh, ocne she noticed that the liquid in the syringe was fizzy.

"Say goodbye to the bathroom, Bloom-Bloom!" Silver Spoon muttered, as Apple Bloom was pressed against the ground by the doctor and Cheerilee's combined forces, and as the syringe was inserted in the yellow filly's left shoulder. As soon as the piston was pressed, there was a loud fart, as Apple Bloom expelled a long, fat, stream of stinky poop that covered a rather large area of the floor quite quickly, causing many fillies and colts to jolt and move away, and prompting Apple Bloom's tears to increase even further.

"Perhaps she needs diaper?" Silver Spoon shouted out as suggestion.

"Well... actually... yes, that may be good." the doctor said, as he frantically proceeded to wash out his own hooves.

Suffering by SuperPinkbrony12

Spitfire sneezed for what felt like the hundredth time since she’d woken up this morning. Her wings ached, her head felt like it was on fire, and her nose was clogged with mucus.

But what really made the Wonderbolt Captain feel helpless, was the fact that she was resting in her bed with nothing but a thick diaper.

“Mom, I don’t need this stupid thing,” Spitfire complained “I can go to the bathroom just fine.”

Stormy Flare wasn’t convinced, her daughter was suffering quite seriously. “Spitfire, you need to give your body time to rest. If you try to do too much, you’ll overtax it and make it worse.” she encouraged.

“It’s just a mild feather flu, and this is hardly the first time I’ve gotten it,” Spitfire protested “I don’t need you treating me like I’m some sort of foal.” But when she tried to move, her legs wobbled, as if they were made of wet noodles.

“It’s not up for argument, Spitfire!” Stormy Flare said seriously “You can’t even move on your own power. I’d say you won’t be going anywhere for a long time, not even to the bathroom. Just relax, and I’ll get you some medicine. Then you’ll feel better.”

Spitfire groaned, and tried to sit up in her bed to protest. But even that proved to be difficult. Her body fought against her every step of the way.

“Stupid feather flu,” Spitfire grumbled to herself “I just had to catch it on the day my mom decides to pay me a visit! And now she’s treating me like I’m two years old again! This sucks!” She was so focused on her anger, that she hardly even noticed when she felt her bladder release into her diaper.

“Worst, day, ever!” Spitfire thought unhappily to herself. As she layed back down in bed with her wet diaper, waiting for her mom to come and change her. As she did, her bowels began to gurgle ominously.

Mommy by XXXX

Octavia groaned, as she kept a hoof firmly on Vinyl's tummy, dodging her kicks to the face as she tried to clean up Vinyl's nether regions with a wet wipe.

"Vinyl, stop fidgeting while I change you!" she said. Vinly increased the speed and strength of her kicks.

"Wanna treat me like a baby? Then you gotta deal with the consequences!" Vinly said with a small grin "Where have you seen a baby staying completely still while they get changed?"

Octavia bit her lip in the attempt of not slap Vinyl silly, as she dodged the barrage of kicks and temptatively brushed the wet wipe over Vinyl's folds, only to be hit on the muzzle, which made her hold her nose, look away and grumble in pai.

"I'm soooo sorry... mommy." Vinly said mockingly, as she then jumped off the changing table "If you want your baby, I'll be in the living room studying how to organize my next rave."

Octavia sighed, as she kept rubbing her nose, before swiftly turning around to jump on Vinyl and tackle her.

"You won't!" Octavia said, before begin quickly shrugged off by Vinyl's torso shake, which sent Octavia flying into the bathtub.

"Nah." Vinly said, walking out, as Octavia sighed in defeat.

Comparison by SuperPinkbrony12

Rainbow Dash lay in the crib, trying her best to ignore the fact that she had a diaper taped to her bottom, and that she was about to have pictures taken with said diaper on.

“Okay, baby, ready for your photo shoot?” the clerk asked, as he positioned the camera in its proper place.

“Sure, go ahead and take the photo when you’re ready. I want some good quality ones of me in each brand of diapers. That way I can send them to my friend for comparison, and she can tell me what ones she wants.” Rainbow Dash replied.

“Whatever you say, baby,” the clerk smiled “Say cheese.” and with the press of a button, the camera flashed, snapping a picture of Rainbow Dash with her printed diaper.

Rainbow Dash sighed, as she looked at the other packs of diapers she had brought with her. “One down, at least a few more to go. Next time, Pinkie, you can just buy the diapers yourself!”

With one final flash, the last of the photos that Rainbow Dash had payed for was taken. With a much needed sigh of relief, Rainbow Dash lowered the bars of the crib, and carefully climbed out. She walked up to the clerk, and retrieved the card the photos were stored on.

“Now, we just plug the card into the computer to make sure the photos came out right,” the clerk explained “Then, you can send them to whoever you want, or print them out here for a small printing fee.”

“Just put the photos on the computer so I can get out of here.” Rainbow Dash complained.

The clerk did so, and Rainbow Dash breathed another sigh of relief when all of the taken photos showed off the diaper brands perfectly.

“Send them to my friend,” Rainbow Dash instructed “She gave me her e-mail address, so she should be able to see them.” And with that, she whipped out her phone and prepared to call Pinkie Pie, asking her which photo she liked best, and thus what brand of diapers she wanted.

Much to Rainbow Dash’s surprise, however, the clerk looked at her with a smile and said “Perhaps, you would like to be changed into a clean nappy first?”

“What are you talking about?” Rainbow Dash asked, before she looked down at her diaper. The padding was disturbed by a noticeable yellow stain in the front, and a small bulge in the back. A ghastly smell assaulted Rainbow Dash’s nose, making her cringe in disgust. “How did this happen?” she thought angrily to herself.

The store clerk simply smiled, as he escorted his customer to the changing stations. This sort of thing happened surprisingly often.

Pinkie Pie looked through all of the photos sent to her laptop, and smiled. “Dashie looks so cute in these diapees,” she said to herself “Wonder why she hasn’t called yet? Maybe she’s trying on more brands for herself? That’s why I sent her to the store with such vague information. It worked with me.”

Pinkie couldn’t help but chuckle, as she remembered how Mrs. Cake had brought her to the store, claiming that she needed Pinkie’s help to pick out diapers for Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Only for her to learn that it was a store that specialized in diapers for adult and teen babies.

Analysis by Diokno44

Princess Twilight rubbed her chin, deep in thought. She peered at a glowing crystal, suspended in mid air, a thin beam of deep blue light emanated from its center.

Across from her, sitting on a simple three legged stool, was her second sister-in-law, Princess Luna Faustis.

Luna currently had a light pink diaper with swirls printed on taped to her, as well as a midnight blue pacifier around her neck. The pacifier was hers, but the diaper wasn’t one of her usual ones. For one, it didn’t have frills, and another, it was a tiny bit thicker than her usual brand, Silly Filly Plus.

“This is odd Luna.” Twilight said, her own, slightly wet, diaper crinkling. “There IS magic on this diaper, but who placed it, I can’t say.” She stared at the crystal, where shapeless blobs of magic bounced around like particles. The diaper, and a whole pack of them, had arrived in a package addressed to the Princess of the Moon.

There had been no name attached, but it just said, “A Fan.” True, there were numerous ponies devoted to the lunar Princess, even a cult worshipping her plot, but that was another matter.

The diapers had been enchanted so that Luna herself, while being able to put them on, could not take them off herself.

Which, if Luna had to say, was somewhat enjoyable, it did irk her slightly. “Have you tried magic to cancel it out?”

Luna’s eyes lit up, “You know, I actually haven’t.” She admitted. Her horn glowed, as did the diaper. A faint breeze ran through the room. The diaper seemed to come undone, before it vibrated slightly. Luna groaned, as a fierce fart ripped through the room. She grunted, continuing to fill her diaper till it was nearly quadruple its size. She huffed, “Never trying that again.” She muttered, squishing her diaper around to get more comfortable.

Princess Twilight wrinkled her nose, used to the stench of her diaper, and Celly’s, but THIS. She slipped on a gas mask, “Whoever played this prank on you is gonna have Tartarus to pay.” She muttered, grabbing the changing supplies.

Meanwhile, in the shadows, a female voice giggled in glee.

Streak by SuperPinkbrony12

Morgan Lulamoon sighed. His wife had left to do some grocery shopping, leaving him to look after their toddler daughter, Trixie.

And Trixie was a major handful. Constantly calling herself “Great and Powerful”, and getting into trouble.

Normally, Trixie wasn’t too naughty. She behaved fairly well, and at least somewhat cooperated with her father. But today was different.

Today, Trixie was being more difficult than ever, and Morgan was getting quite stressed out.

“Trixie Houdini Lulamoon!” Morgan shouted at the top of his lungs, as he chased after his daughter “You get your stinky diapered butt in here, so your father can change you!”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie does not need her diapee changed!” Trixie shouted defiantly, running away from her father as fast as her chubby legs and thick diaper would let her.

“Trixie, I’m not going to say it again!” Morgan said angrily, the smell from the diaper wafting through the house as if someone had set off a stink bomb “Get over here, now! Don’t you want to get changed into a fresh diaper?!”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie can change herself whenever she wants to, and right now she does not feel like it!” Trixie replied, stopping briefly to blow a raspberry at her father. She hated diaper changes.

Alas, Trixie could only run so far in a used diaper, and despite how hard she tried to run, she was unable to get away from her father.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie demands that you put her down this instant!” Trixie shouted, flailing and kicking her legs as she was carried to her nursery. Her father’s tight grip not loosening for even a second.

“‘The Great and Powerful Trixie’ is in no position to make such demands!” Morgan replied with a frustrated sigh, as he set his daughter on the floor. He quickly removed her magician themed shirt and pants, as well as her favorite light blue socks, leaving Trixie in nothing but a dirty diaper.

But, as soon as Morgan untaped the diaper, and prepared to throw it away, his daughter rose to her feet. “Catch Trixie if you can!” she shouted, and ran out of the nursery with nothing on.

“Not again!” Morgan groaned, as he chased after his naked daughter. He was glad his wife wasn’t home to see Trixie streak around the home.

Trixie streaked through the house, ignoring the cold wind that assaulted her exposed stinky bottom. It was fun to see her father struggle to keep up with her, it was his own fault for feeding her those peanut butter crackers. He knew they always ended with dirty diapers, instead of successful trips to the toilet.

But Trixie knew, that even without a full diaper, she could not outrun her father forever. Fortunately, she didn’t have to. She already knew where she needed to go to get away from him for good.

“Let’s see him try to catch Trixie when she performs her greatest trick yet.” Trixie thought to herself, as she raced into the bathroom.

Without even stopping to catch her breath, Trixie raced across the tiled floor of her bathroom. The cold tiles making her bare feet shiver slightly. But she did not stop, as she passed by the sink, then the bath tub, her destination clear in her mind.

In only a matter of seconds, Trixie came to a halt. Standing before her, was her means of escape. The big white porcelain waste disposal machine, known as the toilet. And what luck, the toilet lid was up!

Trixie did not bother to look this gift horse in the mouth, for she knew that her father wasn’t too far behind. Every second counted.

Mustering up all the strength she could, Trixie leaped up, her chubby little hands managing to grasp the edge of the bowl, which Trixie used to pull herself up so that she now stood on the bowl. Her eyes peering down into the bowl, and the hole that rested at the bottom of it.

Trixie turned around briefly, and saw that her father was closing in. But if she acted quickly, he would be too late to stop her.

This was it, the time had come for Trixie to perform a magic trick of her own! With anticipation running through her mind, Trixie reached over to the silver handle that rested near the toilet’s tank. “And now, watch in amazement, as The Great and Powerful Trixie makes herself disappear!” she shouted, grabbing the handle, and forcing down. She then jumped into the bowl, as the water began to spin around and around. She knew what she was doing, but she didn’t care. She was going to prove all the naysayers wrong, one way or another.

“Yes, take Trixie away! Show them all that Trixie is the greatest magician since Hoodini himself!” Trixie thought, as she began to be pulled towards the drain, just as her father entered the bathroom.

But Trixie was in for a disappointment. For although her feet and lower body managed to get sucked down the drain, the rest of her body did not follow. The water pressure built up behind her, as she peered furiously up through the bowl from the hole.

“Stupid toilet!” Trixie shouted, as her father began to laugh “You were suppose to send Trixie down the drain like you do with her wastes, not leave her stuck inside you like a cork!”

“Well, you needed a bath anyway,” Morgan chuckled, as he pulled his naked daughter out of the toilet. Her entire body was covered in toilet water, which dripped onto some pre placed towels. “And if you complain, I won’t make it a bubble bath. And I know how much you love bubble baths.”

Trixie huffed, and folded her arms across her tiny chest. She hated to admit defeat, especially when victory had been within her grasp. If only she were a little smaller, if only the toilet had been a bit bigger or more powerful, she would not be standing here.

Alas, such was the case.

[NSFW] Agreement by Eu Vou!

Apple Bloom looked around her, her diaper crinkling on her butt.

"Coast's clear," she muttered, as she walked into her bedroom with a pack of diapers on her back "Good. I have time to do whatever."

With that said, Apple Bloom dropped the pack on her bed and opened it, before pulling out a diaper with her mouth. Apple Bloom then laid on her bed, unfolded the diaper and quickly taped it up on top of her previous diaper.

"No leaks, no problems!" Apple Bloom declared, as she then jumped off the bed with a very loud crinkle and with her legs almost giving in to the heavy weight, which made her giggle.

"Whatever, it's fun so who cares." Apple Bloom said, as she walked out of the door into the hallway. As soon as she did that, Apple Bloom saw Applejack walking out of the bathroom, the sight of which made Apple Bloom's heart stop skip a beat as fear seeped through all her body.

Without any further warning, Applejack snapped her head around towards Apple Bloom, roaring as she did so. Apple Bloom froze.

"She's gonna kill me, she's gonna kill me, she' gonna kill me..." hse muttered, until she saw her sister lower her head, at which point she had an idea, one that made her fear disappear immediately.

"What are you doing? Are you breaking the agreement there?!" Applejack shouted. Apple Bloom smirked towards her sister.

"Yes." She simply said, as Applejack let out a roar and jumped. Apple Bloom hopped aside, making her sister land on the floor and raise up her tail. Apple Bloom quickly jumped forward front hooves-first, and, before Applejack could get back on her fours, she inserted her left hoof deep inside Applejack's asshole, making her welp.

"That doesn't mean I cared about it in the first place." Apple Bloom said, as she pushed in further in, until her shoulder was inside Applejack's body. Applejack started to hop and scream around like a mad mare.

"Get outta my ass! Get out of there immediately, or..." Applejack stopped as soon as Applebloom inserted her other hoof inside her urethra.

"You were saying?" Applebloom asked, as she started to kick around inside Applejack's body.

Counter by Diokno44

Across a field of hardened lava, and black rock, an armored figure stood. His armor was a steel, polished still the sun reflected off it. A mini mana-launcher, a magic firing crossbow, was strapped to his right forehoof, pleather meeting steel. A small buckler was attached to the other. A small cape was attached to his back. He was Sir Thunderland, Fancy Stallion of Cornwood, greatest knight of the realm. He had been sent to face a mighty daemon in the bowels of Mount Crag. A crinkling sound could be heard under his armor. For all his perfections, the knight had one flaw. Well, two, the first was his weak control over his bladder, and the second was his bullheadedness.

“Onward!” The padded knight yelled skyward. His armored hooves clacked against the stone. Hissing jets of volcanic gas surrounded him, but he was not afraid of anything. Well, anything except fruitcake, especially Nana Thunder’s fruitcake. That caused even the bravest soul to quiver in their boots. Shaking his head, the Knight of Cornwood continued on. Passing through a crumbling arch constructed of some dark material, possibly the very ebony and obsidian that he trotted upon. He descended deeper and deeper into the mountains. Thankfully there were torches around him. He breathed into the air, the helmer covering all of his head, save for his eyes, nose, and mouth. “You can do this, you are a Knight of Cornwood!” He steeled his nerves. Granted, that did not stop some urine squirting into his diaper.

He soon came into the main chamber. On a narrow bridge, he came upon the foul hellspawn. It was coated in lava, but its brown, dirt like skin was clear. Its eyes, in the shapes of cherries, pears, and whatnot stared at him. “Fruitt Kakas, your time is nigh!” He raised his launcher. “I, Sir Thunderlane, shall-” He was cut off as he was crushed by one of its banana like arms. He could faintly make out the words YOU DIED appearing in rust colored letters appearing before he faded.

Thunderlane snapped awake, wiping the drool away. His own diaper, sodden, crinkled beneath him. He grumbled, “Stupid fruitcake.” He muttered. He had once again fallen asleep at the counter of the Adult Foal store he volunteered at.

Care by SuperPinkbrony12

Spitfire and Fleetfoot were shocked at Soarin’s ear piercing scream. He had passed out from drinking, much to the amusement of Fleetfoot.

“That Soarin really can’t hold his liquor, can he?” Fleetfoot teased.

“Fleetfoot, you know better than to make fun of a fellow Wonderbolt while he’s down and out!” Spitfire scolded, even though she knew that her words would fall on deaf ears. Fleetfoot wasn’t as much of a lightweight as Soarin, but it still didn’t take much for her to get tipsy.

“Hey, look over there!” Fleetfoot shouted, wobbling slightly “There’s a photo booth! I think I’m gonna get a picture of Soarin and I, with Soarin dressed as a baby! That’ll teach him to say my cooking sucks!”

“I’m going to have to end up babysitting the both of them before this night is over,” Spitfire groaned and thought to herself “I knew it was a mistake to break out the cider.”

Just seconds after taking the photo, Fleetfoot passed out as well. Leaving Spitfire to tend to her drunken teammates.

Unfortunately for Spitfire, Soarin woke up briefly with another scream, and this time it was enough to disorient her.

“Why does he keep babbling about this crazy nursery?” Spitfire thought to herself, as she picked up the passed out Co-Captain “It’s a good thing he’s wearing a diaper, he’s going to need it. I should probably diaper Fleetfoot as well, so she doesn’t soak her flight suit.” Spitfire was relieved no one had noticed her own diaper, which she always wore whenever she went to a bar. Sometimes, the cider could affect one’s control of their bodily functions.

Soarin opened his eyes, and shot up with a start. “What a nightmare!” he thought to himself, as he felt the sweat run down his body. Then, he became aware of something else. A really uncomfortable squishy sensation, and a rather foul smell wafted from his rear end.

Soarin looked down, and saw that he wasn’t in his Wonderbolt’s flight suit. He was wearing nothing but a thick white diaper, and as was evidenced by the huge brown lump at the front, he had messed it in his sleep. “Curse my love of pie,” he thought to himself, as he noticed he was sleeping in a crib with Fleetfoot. “How did we get here? The last thing I can remember, besides that awful nightmare with that messed up robo nanny, was drinking at the bar with Spitfire and Fleetfoot.”

Just as Fleetfoot began to wake up, and realize that she was wet, the door to the room the two Wonderbolts resided in was opened. In strolled Captain Spitfire, who had ditched her Wonderbolts flight suit, and now wore a nanny outfit.

“Well, it seems my foals are finally awake,” Spitfire said with a motherly smile “And from the looks of things, they need their diapers changed asap! Well, lucky for them, Nanny Spitfire is on care duty.”

“Nanny Spitfire?” Soarin said groggily.

“That’s correct, Soarin,” Spitfire replied sweetly “As far as I’m concerned, both you and Fleetfoot need somepony like me to take care of you. You need to lay off those pies, I don’t want to make a habit of changing your stinky diapers. You’re old enough to use a potty, but that doesn’t mean you can keep stuffing your body full of junk food.”

“Spitfire, I’m not three years old, I can take care of myself.” Soarin protested, even as he found himself unable to move, the weight of his messy diaper made it impossible for him to do so.

“Well, you can’t right now,” Spitfire replied, as she lifted Soarin out of the crib “Just sit back and relax, and let me handle everything. Once you and Fleetfoot are back to full health, you’re free to ditch your diapers.”

Soarin sighed, and blushed in embarrassment as Spitfire pulled down his messy diaper, and wiped him clean. “At least Rainbow Dash isn’t here to see any of this.” he thought to himself.

Overdose by Diokno44

Trixie’s eyes shot open, as she quickly sat up in bed. She looked around, then at herself, sweating profusely. Trixie was breathing heavily, she had just suffered the most awful nightmare where she had killed herself via an overdose of sleeping pills. She quickly patted herself, and her now full diaper, “Just a nightmare.” She muttered.

It had been two and a half weeks since her very stinky diaper, and her belief that her social life had plummeted. She hugged her stuffed teddy bear, Ursa Minor, close

Trixie's head shot up as her front door open. In stepped her mother, Carol Lulamoon, who liked like Trixie would in her early forties. “Bad dream sweetie?” Carol asked, as her daughter nodded. Coming over, she sat on the bed, and embraced her daughter. “Mind telling me what it was about?”

Trixie told her, shaking slightly. Carol sniffled, and nuzzled her daughter. “You’re alright sweetie, and just one very messy accident isn’t going to ruin your social life. I’m sure your friends had them at one point or another.” She rubbed Trixie’s back. She hadn’t been too surprised when her daughter decided she didn’t want to be potty trained. Both Carol and Morgan had been late bloomers in regards to potty training, and they came to realize that this was causing them to put unnecessary pressure on their daughter during that period of time.

“T-thanks Mom.” Trixie smiled slightly. She blushed, feeling her diaper smush against her. Those peanut butter crackers always went right through her “C-could you please change me, and, stay by my side?” She squirmed.

Carol pecked her daughter on the forehead. “Of course honey.¨ Bringing out the changing supplies, she lovingly wiped her daughter clean, and taped on a new diaper, blue with a star pattern. “Maybe a certain magician would like some hot coco?” she asked lovingly

Trixie nodded cutely, as her mother left to prepare the treat. “Thanks Mom.” She smiled warmly. She grabbed the accursed pills from her drawer, and flushed them down the toilet. Once the hot coco was down her throat, she drifted off to more peaceful dreams.

It was then she realized that she was out of diapers. The teen baby could only hope either her mom or dad remembered to buy more.

[NSFW] Portuguese by XXXX

Sonata Dusk slumped on her desk, as she listened to the current lesson about the do and don'ts of the Early Pythagorean philosophy. It was a story of perfect numbers, invisible planets, geometry that is inherently connected to mathematics, and the dead residing in beans and chickpeas.

But Sonata, begin a siren, was looking for a completely different kind of pea. And that day was the day she was reaching the breaking point.

"I need to find somebody, someone, something, that would like to mate with me," Sonata muttered, as she shifted about on her seat "Pure masturbation just doesn't cut it, and voyeurism? Look through keyholes is sooo hard..."

Sonata slumped on her desk with her eyes half-open, as the teacher answered to the questions made by one of Sonata's classmates about the beans and the pythagoreans’ reluctance in consuming them. Suddenly, Sonata was reminded of a device. A very, very particular device...

"Rarity said that some guy called Billy Cobra has access to some kind of X-ray goggles... perhaps I could try to get some?" Sonata thought, her lower parts already tingling in excitement at the idea, as she rose her head wearing a small grin "I should get Rarity to give them to me."

At recess, as she wandered in the corridors, Sonata was greeted by the very peculiar sight of Rarity wearing a brown trenchcoat and a black trilby, coupled with military-style boots. She saw that Rarity opened up her trench whenever somebody stopped by her, revealing the presence of what looked like several copies of the goggles she had tried out once.

Sonata's smile grew, as she rushed forwards towards Rarity and abruptly stopped just next to her. Keeping her calm, true to the act, Rarity turned around towards Sonata and opened up her trenchcoat while making a little bow.

"Want to buy some goggles?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sonata said, pulling out a roll of bills from her pocket and quickly giving it to Rarity. Rarity grabbed it with a chuckle, as she counted them, and then gave the change and the goggles to Sonata. Sonata Dusk wasted no time and, once she had put her goggles in her pocket, she ran towards the men's bathroom, only to be stopped by the bell ringing to signal the end of recess.

"Aaawww... oh well," Sonata muttered "Just... another... day..."

Sonata chuckled, as she tip-toed her way towards the men's bathroom, crinkling as she did so.

"I have the goggles," she muttered, patting her skirt's pocket to check if the goggles were still there. she then patted her butt.

"I have the protection from messes... I think we can start!"

With that said, Sonata stood by the threshold of the door, put the goggles on her eyes and flickered the first switch. Glancing, she saw Pipsqueak rushing into the bathroom. Judging from what her goggles showed her, underneath his well-kept black trousers, he wore pink frilly panties with strawberries patterns.

Sonata giggled.

"Crossdresser? Oooh good!" She muttered, as she inserted her left hand inside her diaper close to her folds. A small group, composed by Flash, the portuguese exchange student Pedro de Saudade and Brawly Beats passing by. Sonata licked her lips, as she noticed that Flash was going commando, which caused Sonata to immediately insert her index into her folds, thusly making her squeal in pleasure.

"Let's see if I can see the others' junks too..." Sonata muttered to herself sultrily, as she flickered the second switch. As soon as she did that, the boxes and slips that previously covered the two guys' genitalia faded from Sonata's sight, allowing her to see them.

Brawly Beats' bulge was small, his testicles likely not bigger than a grain of salt, and his penis reaching pediatric or Roman statues proportions, which made Sonata shake her head and look at Pedro instead.

Pedro had a visible boner, underneath his pants. His balls were swollen and his penis was climbing up his crotch to the point of pressing against the bed of pubic hair. Sonata started to work on that, moaning and hissing, as she pleased herself with the sight of the Portuguese's genitals.

Hopefully no-one was going to guess too easily what she was doing with the googles...

Nightmares by SuperPinkbrony12

Nightmare Rarity groaned, as she followed her dreamscape sister back to their nursery within the Realm of Nightmares.

Surprisingly, despite the location, the nursery for the two creatures of nightmares was like a dream come true. A lush changing table with a padded surface made up of fluffy clouds stood in the center, its cabinets fully stocked with every type of diaper ever imagined. Some were just plain white, some were detailed after famous ponies of the past and present, some were even designed after various games.

Atop the changing table rested an endless supply of foal powder in all sorts of different pleasing scents, as well as an endless supply of wet wipes and diaper rash cream, and foal oil. (Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Rarity learned the hard way, that since they had physical bodies, they were not immune from the effects of improperly performed diaper changes).

Off to the table’s left side, were two humongous cribs and a playpen of matching size, which contained everything a giant sized foal might need for a nap, or for playtime.

Off to the right of the table, stood the kitchen and bathroom. The kitchen contained a fridge stuffed with all sorts of yummy foal food, and the bathroom contained not only a toilet (though the occupants of the nursery made seldom use of it), but also several different training potties, and a bathtub that could automatically run any type of bath its user could dream of.

Upon entering the nursery, Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Rarity were greeted with the sight of a familiar alicorn, their adopted mother (in a sense), Princess Luna.

Princess Luna frowned, as she observed the state Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Rarity’s diapers were in, as Nightmare Moon was hoisted onto the changing table.

“How long have you two been out in those dirty diapers?” Princess Luna asked crossly, her hooves folded across her chest “I have grown tired of hearing you both complain about diaper rashes.”

“Relax, we just used them not too long ago.” Nightmare Moon replied, as Nightmare Rarity untaped her heavily soiled diaper. The smell made her want to gag.

In only a matter of seconds, Nightmare Rarity was able to change Nightmare Moon into a clean diaper. Then, it was her turn to be changed, and she didn’t like it at all. She was pleased though, when Nightmare Moon gave her a much more fashionable and stylish looking diaper to put on.

Princess Luna grabbed the dirty diapers that rested inside the diaper pale with her magic, and with a flick of her magic, tossed them into the dream toilet. Any ordinary toilet would’ve clogged up at such a payload, but the dream toilet contained the ability to flush away anything that was put into its bowl. (To avoid accidents, however, Princess Luna made it so that it would only flush if the handle was pushed down.) And with a loud roar, the diapers were sucked away.

“I hope you two have not caused any innocent ponies nightmares,” Princess Luna spoke up, as she washed her hooves “Remember our deal. I allowed you both to set up this nursery and act like adult foals, but only as long as you stayed out of the realm of dreams. My sister has enough on her plate without having to put up with your constant mischief. I doubt I could convince her to give you both a third chance. therwise I’ll have you both over my knees. Do I make myself clear?”

The two Nightmares gulped, nodding. Being spanked by Luna was the last thing they wanted. Luna smiled warmly, “Good.” She said, and proceeded to nuzzle the two. Being an alicorn princess, it was hard for Princess Luna to find a suitable mate, even if consummating their love made her mate immortal, more or less. So it was small wonder why she had become the “adopted” mother of the two creatures of nightmares.

“Now then, it is late, and I am needed elsewhere,” Princess Luna spoke up “It is time for you two to go to bed. And you know what that means.”

Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Rarity closed their eyes, as they felt their mother’s magic wash over them, shrinking them down to the size of actual foals.

With a motherly smile, Princess Luna lifted the two with her hooves, and placed them side by side in Nightmare Moon’s crib. The blue wispy smoke made for a soft bedding for the two, as Princess Luna pulled a Star Swirl The Bearded themed blanket over them, and began to sing them a lullaby.

“Rest well, my children. Mommy Luna will come back to check on you when her nightly duties are done.” Princess Luna said softly, and kissed the two goodnight.

She just hoped that her sister, wouldn’t question where she’d been for the past half an hour.

Float by XXXX

Pinkie Pie blushed. She wasn't expecting to see herself being lifted by by twenty leftover balloons from Sweetie Belle's 9th birthday party.

Pinkie Pie expected much less to take off with the entire bulk of her diaper attached to her rump.

"Uh-hu. I can see the entire town from here... but I can't get down!" Pinkie Pie said to herself, as she passed through the clouds, which caused her fur to get a little wet "Also, I can't say 'hello' to anypony from here..."

So she floated for what she felt were like hours, until Rainbow Dash' cloud house came into view. Pinkie Pie sighed of relief, as she shifted her weight forward, so to move towards the house's doorstep. As she did so, she waved towards Dash’s house.

"Hello Dashie!" Pinkie said as she landed onto the cloud. Rainbow Dash opened the door.

"Hello Pi-" She stopped mid-sentence. "Pinkie... why are you wearing a diaper? And what about the balloons? What happened?"

Pinkie Pie shrugged.

"Accidents of all kinds happened. Peed myself in front of Sweetie Belle because I didn't go potty before starting, tied way too many balloons..."

Airplane by SuperPinkbrony12

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.

Raspberry by Diokno44

The Crystal Palace, home of Princess Cadence, Princess of Love and long-lost heir to the Crystal Empire, and her husband, Prince-Consort Shining Armor. Within the Royal Couple’s bedroom, there existed a false back wall. Within it lay a separate, secret room, a nursery, for the Adult Foal Princess of Love.

Cadence hummed, suckiling on her pacifier. A hot pink diaper, her Cutie Mark emblazoned on the front and back was wrapped around her waist. It crinkled loudly with each movement she made, causing her to smile and giggle cutely. A hoof-stitched plushie of her husband, Shining Armor, which was soft, and, with a soft blush on her cheeks, anatomically correct, was clutched in her left foreleg. In her right, she held down a coloring book. Her horn glowed softly, as she continued coloring, primarily staying within the lines, but sometimes going out of them just for fun.

She did not see the pony creeping up behind her. With a yelp of surprise her husband had her on her back, and was mercilessly tickling her sides. She chuckled, lightly kicking her back legs. “D-daddy, don’t, stop, I’m ticklish.” She giggled, squirming slightly.

“What’s that, don’t stop?” Shining teased, as he moved his mouth to her soft belly, His mouth was inches from her teats, but he didn’t care now. Inhaling, he began to blow a serious of raspberries onto her stomach. Cadence howled with laughter, as a faint hissing sound could be heard.

Shining smiled, stopping his mouth assault. He pecked her on the cheek, “You’re so cute when you’re laughing sweetie.” He smiled, “Now, how bout we get you a baba? After a change of course.”

[NSFW] Socks by Daxn

Pipsqueak sighed, looking at the metal door in front of him, as he sat on a red plastic seat in a waiting room with walls painted light green.

"This is taking forever..." he muttered to himself, as he started to lightly swing on his chair while waiting "I just wanna see how this new Machine Nursery works!"

Shortly after he said this, the metal door squeaked open, as a male voice spoke from inside the then-dark room behind the door.

"You can come in now." The unseen stallion said. Pipsqueak sighed and smiled, as he jumped off the seat and trotted towards the door, peeking inside, where he saw a corridor, which was was quite dark, with just enough light from the neon ceiling lamps for Pipsqueak to not trip on his own hooves or hit a wall accidentally, and tell him where he had to go.

Pipsqueak, not thinking too hard about it, resumed his trot, until he arrived at the end of the hallway, into a round room with four holes on the light gray floor, a small computer console in front of said holes, and a couple of yellow cartels with black and sleek typefaces.

"Please," he read the signs to himself, as he slowly walked towards the console "when you've chosen your outfit and options, set your hooves inside the holes and relax. The machines will satisfy your requests."

He shrugged, as he then looked at the console, only to be greeted by a rather large list of objects and options on four different coloured backgrounds, whose begin green, orange, pink and red. His mouth when agape, as he skimmed through each and every option offered by the place.

"So much stuff... oh so much stuffs... I can't decide!" He said, as he kept looking around the screen. "I want everything but I can't!"

Pipsqueakkept scanning the options with his eyes, until he glances upon a small square in the corner of the screen, depicting two white dices and the label "Random Choice" written in red above. Pipsqueak paused, before shrugging again with a giggle.

"I'll let them decide!" he said, as he tapped upon the aforementioned button with the dices. The screen faded to black for a few seconds, before going back to life with five different buttons in three different colours and symbols, namely a diaper and a pacifier on green background, a bonnet and a frilly dress on a pink background, and a cloud-patterned onesie on yellow background. Below them, two slides, one with a red chili pepper set in the middle and one with a pink heart set at the second-highest setting.

Pipsqueak's cheeks reddened a little and he grinned, as he tapped on the pink button, before turning around to set his hooves in the holes, quivering a little in anticipation of what was to come.

There was a soft whirring sound, as he felt his hooves locked into place by two pincers, which made him yelp and wiggle a little bit in his binds. With another whirr, two more arms moved towards his behind.

Pipsqueak felt a cold liquid begin smeared upon his butthole, which caused him to blush strongly and fold his ears. His blush grew and he froze, once he felt a plop coupled with the sensation of something sliding slowly but surely up his butt, making him feel uncomfortable and good at the same time.

"Uuuh... this is so... soo..." He muttered, before squeaking, once the object stopped begin pushed up his butthole. He wiggles his rear a bit, feeling the object begin tightly enclosed by his rectum. Shortly after, four additional arms appeared, carrying a light pink diaper, a pink and white lacy and frilly-covered dress, four white and red striped socks with frills at the end, a bonnet and a purple pacifier. Pipsqueak’s face became beet red and he looked away, while the machine taped up the diaper and popped a pacifier in his mouth at the same time, just before freeing up his front hooves, so to allow the dress to be slid onto him and secured with the sash.

With this done, the bonneted was tied underneath his neck. the binds were undone, he was lifted up by the arms, and the socks were put on his hooves with a slight snapping sound and a stinging sensation that made him yelp.  With this done, the mechanized arms cradled him while they carried him away.

Pipsqueak curled up and suckled on his pacifier, as he waited to arrive to destination, feeling fuzzy already.

Manure by SuperPinkbrony12

“This is not what it looks like, I swear.” Applejack said weakly, as Apple Bloom glared at her. She had spit out her pacifier in shock, and it was currently laying on the floor next to the bed.

“Oh really, because I’d say it’s exactly what it looks like. And I’h should know, I just had to toss out one of your dirty diapers!” Apple Bloom replied, cringing in disgust at the memory of such an action.

“But you don’t understand, there’s a perfectly good reason why I’m usin’ diapers instead of the toilet.” Applejack protested.

“Applejack, how old do you think I am, four? You don’t really expect me to believe that story, do you?” Apple Bloom asked, rolling her eyes at her sister’s stupidity.

“I’m bein’ honest!” Applejack insisted “You gotta believe me!” It was then that she felt her stomach give off a very ominous gurgle, reminding her that lunch was on its way out.

Apple Bloom quickly noticed Applejack’s look of concern, and beat red face. She knew what that meant, and she didn’t like it. Reacting quickly, she raced forward, and grabbed her sister by the hoof. “Oh no you don’t! You ain’t poopin’ in that diaper! If ya gotta do your business, you’re doin’ it in the toilet!” And Apple Bloom dragged Applejack out of her bedroom, and down the hall to the bathroom.

Once inside the bathroom, Apple Bloom quickly shut the door behind her, turned on the fan, and removed Applejack’s diaper before the apple farmer had a chance to release her bowels.

“Go on, sit on that toilet! I don’t wanna hear any complaints, just the sound of poop landin’ in the toilet bowl!” Apple Bloom insisted, as she dragged her sister to the toilet and sat her on it.

“But Apple Bloom-” Applejack began.

“No buts! There’s no reason why you can’t use the toilet like a normal pony! And I refuse to change you!” Apple Bloom interrupted “You can hold it in for as long as you like, but you’re not leavin’ the bathroom until your poop’s in the toilet bowl! No ifs, ands, or buts!”

Applejack wanted to protest, and get up from the toilet, but her body had other plans in mind. Just as the apple farmer was about to raise her rump off the seat, a faint fart ripped through the air, followed seconds later by the sound of something plopping down into the bowl. It went on and on for what felt like ages to Applejack. All the while, Apple Bloom pinched her nose to block out the smell.

At long last, Applejack finished her business, and reluctantly wiped herself clean with the roll of toilet paper. Without looking, she dumped the used pieces in the bowl.

Apple Bloom proceeded to flush the toilet, but much to her surprise and horror, the manure did not go down the drain. Instead, the manure, and the toilet water, began to rise, to the point where it threatened to spill out of the bowl and onto the floor.

“Now you know why I wear diapers! It’s so that I don’t clog the toilet when I eat those five cheese, seven bean burritos!” Applejack said with a smirk, as Apple Bloom raced out of the bathroom to find Big Macintosh, and tell him that the toilet had overflowed.

Triumphant, Applejack taped a new diaper on, popped her pacifier into her mouth, and plopped into bed with one of her stuffed animals, smirking.

Hole by Diokno44

Big Mac sighed, resting against a shady tree. He had gotten done with his chores for the meantime, so the stallion thought it would be a good time to relax. He had taken the Adult Foal lifestyle to lessen the pain of the loss of his parents, and was currently in a thick, lime green diaper, a pacifier in his mouth in the place of his trademark yoke.

He dozed lazily, barely noticing as he used his diaper. This brought a smile to his face. He rested his head on his forehooves, leaning back. That was when he heard a voice, “Big Mac?! Its yer turn to run the stall!” Apple Bloom, his youngest sister called out. Big Mac froze, getting up. He could easily see her red bow wearing head from afar, as she was entering the orchid.

“Nope! Nope!” Big Mac panicked. He quickly stashed his foal supplies into his saddlebags. He spat his pacifier in there too. He then looked down at his sagging diaper. He could practically hear her getting closer. He started thinking of a plan. A lightbulb clicked in the farmpony’s head. Quickly, be dug a hole, about four feet deep near him. Untaping his diaper, he quickly tossed it down the hole, alongside the wipes he used to clean himself.

“Coming.” Big Mac said, as Apple Bloom broke through to the small patch where he had been diapered a few seconds ago.

“Alright, cart’s ready fer ya.” Apple Bloom said. She then wrinkled her nose, “Ugh, what’s that smell?” She asked, fanning her nose with a hoof “Smells like The Cakes Twins when they need a change.”

Big Macintosh gulped, he could only hope Apple Bloom wouldn’t spot the hole he’d just made, or his secret was out.

Board by anon

Big Machintosh grinned angrily, as she menacingly prepared his spaking board for Apple Bloom, who had been tied up like a salami to a pillory hidden deep in the barn.

"Repeat after me," Big Machintosh said, as he hit Apple Bloom's butt with the board "I will not meddle with my siblings' things."

Apple Bloom yelped and whispered.

"I will not meddle with my siblings' things."

Big Machintosh smalled the board harder.

"Louder."

Apple Bloom whimpered, her butt already showing a red board-shaped spank mark.

"I will not meddle with my siblings' stuffs!"

Big Machintosh hit her sister another time with the same exact strenght.

"I will not meddle with my siblings' stuffs." She said. Big Machintosh once again hit Apple Bloom, this time less strongly.

"I will not meddle with my siblings' stuffs." Apple Bloom siad, as Big Mac hit once more.

"I will not meddle with my siblings' stuffs." apple Bloom teared up by this point.

"Now say 'I'm not supposed to gossip'." He said, before hitting Apple Bloom's ass yet again, causing a small stream of tears to come out of apple Bloom's right eye.

"I'm not supposed to gossip." Apple Bloom said, a hint of despir in her voice. But he didn't budge, still hitting her sister, makign a small sprinkle of blood to come  ut.

"I'm not supposed to gossip." Big Mac gave another hit, this one less strong then the previosu one he had given out.

"I-I'm not supposed to gossip." Appel Bloom said, befroe burting into tears and wailing loudly. big Machintosh grunted, as he freed Appel Bloom from the pillory.

"Good filly. Now," he said "You shall pay up all of my diapers for a month and change me whenever and hwerever I ask to, whenever I want or need to, no exceptions. Understood?"

Appel Bloom sniffled and nodded.

Tablet by SuperPinkbrony12

Sunset Shimmer spun around, prepared to give whoever had just taken that photo of her diapered, a piece of her mind (and maybe something more).

But she was surprised when she saw the one wielding a tablet in her hands was the unofficially reformed siren Aria Blaze. Sunset Shimmer hadn’t seen Aria since the sirens went their separate ways following the Battle of The Bands. The three still hung out on occasion, but mostly spent time outside of school doing their own things.

“Well, it’s too bad I didn’t know about this earlier, I could’ve really used something embarrassing to give me an edge during The Battle of The Bands,” Aria Blaze said with a smirk, she then frowned “As it is, there’s no point in keeping it around. I could publicly humiliate you with this, but with Sonata now being ‘friendsies’ with you and The Rainbooms, I don’t need her coming after me.”

“It’s just Sonata, what could she possibly do?” Sunset Shimmer asked innocently.

“Oh, you would not believe the hissy fit she threw when Adagio said I couldn’t be her caretaker when she was a teen baby,” Aria Blaze said “I didn’t think the ringing in my ears would ever stop.”

“Sorry I asked,” Sunset Shimmer said gravely, suddenly making a mental note not to make Sonata Dusk upset. Then she turned her attention to Aria’s tablet “So, I don’t suppose I need to ask twice for you to delete that photo, right?” she asked hopefully.

“That depends,” Aria grinned “I may not be able to publicly humiliate you with this photo, but that doesn’t mean I can’t still find a use for this. I could take it home and store in my computer, and maybe show it to Adagio.”

Sunset Shimmer gulped “So, what’s the price for your silence?”

Aria smiled a smile that Sunset Shimmer found creepy as ever. Aria Blaze almost never smiled, she was always frowning. “Well, you look like you need a change. I doubt you want to get a diaper rash.”

“And you want to be the one to change me?” Sunset Shimmer asked, raising an eyebrow

Aria nodded “And tomorrow, I want you to come over to my house when you’re all dressed up in your baby attire. Adagio thinks I don’t know how to care for others like a mother would, and you’re just the person I can use to prove her wrong.”

“Well, if you’re going to do that, you’d better be willing to become Sonata’s caretaker. She seemed really torn up about Adagio shooting her down. And it might be just the thing needed to get you to patch things up with your ‘sisters’.” Sunset said, “And be ready to change any messy diapers.” She grinned.

“Whatever, you’ve got yourself a deal!” Aria Blaze said seriously, as she deleted the photo from her tablet and walked over to Sunset Shimmer “Now then, let’s find a restroom and get the baby changed into a clean nappy.” She took Sunset’s hand, and began leading her to the nearest family bathroom.

Sunset inwardly giggled, feeling the spicy burritos she had gotten along the way to the store start to kick into effect, as her bowels gurgled ominously.

Blaze by SuperPinkbrony12

Aria Blaze groaned in frustration, as she made her way to her house. Since The Battle of The Bands, she had only bothered to interact with Adagio Dazzle and Sonata Dusk for school, or whenever she wanted to look like she wasn’t a loner.

As far as Aria was concerned, The Rainbooms were too goody goody for her tastes. She was a loner by choice, or at least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

“At least being alone gives me time to indulge in my favorite pass time.” Aria Blaze thought to herself, as she retreated to her bedroom.

Surprisingly enough, Aria’s bedroom was not the kind of bedroom one would’ve expected out of an average teenage girl, let alone the former siren who held a high school in her sway.

Her bed had a series of guard rails on both sides, that turned it into a makeshift crib. A fully stocked changing table with a pink colored padded surface rested near the bed, as did a diaper pale colored in baby blue with streaks of yellow, and a smiling sun painted onto the hatch. On the other side of the room, was a playpen filled with stuffed animals ranging in size from very small, to exceptionally large. As well as rattles, blocks, and various baby toys.

On the counter next to the makeshift crib lay a purple colored pacifier with streaks of teal green, an empty baby bottle, and white footie pajamas (complete with a hatch that could be opened or closed for easy diaper changes).

Aria had been able to use what little influence she still had following The Battle of The Bands, to get everything set up, and delivered to her home with no questions asked. As far as she was concerned, no one needed to know about her way of relieving stress.

Aria Blaze smiled, as the familiar smell of baby powder and baby oil reached her nostrils. Sometimes, she would intentionally use her diapers, just so she would have an excuse to be able to take in the pleasing aromas.

Carefully, the teen baby fastened the tapes on her diaper, making sure that it hugged her rear snuggly.

Popping the pacifier into her mouth, Aria Blaze slid down from the changing table, and waddled over to her pajamas. She removed her shirt, her bra, her skirt, and her socks, and placed them off to the side. Then, she slipped her hands and feet into the pajamas, taking time to enjoy the experience.

“And now, to complete the experience.” Aria Blaze thought to herself, as she grabbed her empty baby bottle, and walked to the kitchen. The teen baby quickly fixed her a warm bottle of fresh apple juice, and sucked it down as she retreated back to her nursery.

But as Aria Blaze passed by the front door, there came a knock. Followed a few second later, by the turning of a door knob.

Aria gasped, and dropped the bottle on the floor (thankfully, it didn’t spill or break). Into the room trotted Adagio Dazzle, whose mouth hung open in shock. “Aria, why in the name of Celestia’s teats are you dressed like that?” she exclaimed, blinking.

Aria Blaze froze right on the spot, unable to say or do anything. She just stuttered, mumbling “I… I” over and over again. As she did so, she felt a familiar warmth on her crotch, indicating that she had wet herself out of fright.

“Well? Are you going to give me an answer, or should I just change you before you get a diaper rash?” Adagio asked the teen baby, smirking.

Aria mumbled something, and fainted.

Play by XXXX

Apple Bloom was panting heavily, as she locked the guest bedroom's door behind her out of fear and limitless shame.

"Oh Celestia, I've just made my little cousin quit toilet training and go around telling the world who gave her the big idea," Apple Bloom muttered "Her parents will get me, then punch me, then kill me, then grind me into compost and then throw me around the orange fields!"

Apple bloom rushed to her bad and looked underneath it, pulling out her stacks of pull-ups.

"I must get rid of those, and quick!" Apple Bloom said to herself, as she pulled out her pull-ups from underneath the bed, only to to throw it out of the window onto the lawn below with a thump. "Phase one!"

Apple Bloom then grabbed her pacifier's box in her hooves and, bobbing it in her front hooves like a hot potato, looked around her for places where to hide it.

"Wardrobe? Too small and they'll look into it for sure! They'll look into the bedside table too! Maybe the waste bin? But it's icky! Oh Celestia oh Celestia, oh Celestia oh Celestia!" she said. A knock on the door, which sounded like a cannon salvo to Apple Bloom, came from the door.

"AB? Are you alright little sis?"

Apple Bloom jolted up, causing the pacifier case to fly out of her hooves into the ceiling lamp's sun-moon dichotomy-shaped case.

"Holy crap, yes!" Apple bloom shouted, as she hurried to the door, frantically unlocking it and swinging it outwards violently, thusly slamming it against Applejack's face, who was slammed down on the floor.

"Ouch!" Applejack cried out "Watch out with those doors!"

"Sorry!" Apple Bloom shouted "What do you want Applejack?"

Applejack groaned.

"Calm down Apple Bloom, and answer to the question I'm gonna ask you," applejack said, as she got up while rubbing her muzzle "Uncle and aunt Orange are telling me that Peach Cobbler is refusing to potty train 'because Apple Bloom plays with diapers' and says that she wants to be like you."

Apple Bloom's face went pale and her mouth went agape. Her heart felt like stopping and her brain attempting to kill itself off. However, Applejack, with a mighty slap, brought Apple Bloom back to life.

"Apple Bloom, what in the hay brought you to go around wearing pull-ups around your younger cousin? Better yet, why do you wear them at all?"

Apple Bloom rubbed her hit cheek, as her mind's alarms went off and she scrambled for an answer to that question.

"Um... see.. I wanted to play longer and..."

Pussy by SuperPinkbrony12

Shining Armor led his padded wife through the nursery, taking great care not to make her diaper give off too many crinkles. The nursery’s existence was kept secret from just about everyone, and the crystal couple intended for it to stay that way.

Just as Princess Cadence hoisted herself onto the changing table, however, she felt her stomach begin to gurgle ominously. Her face turned bright red, out of embarrassment, and desperation.

“Um, Daddy, I need to make stinkies,” Princess Cadence said nervously, in her best foalish voice “Really badly.”

“Well, that’s why you’re wearing a diaper, my little princess,” Shining Armor replied, blushing slightly at the thought of having to clean his wife’s dirty pussy. Sure, he’d changed plenty of wet diapers ever since his wife confessed to him about her desire to be a foal again. But he’d only periodically changed dirty diapers. With wet diapers, he could effortlessly clean his wife’s nether regions with precision. But with dirty diapers, he needed to be more precise. “Do what you have to do, sweetie. I won’t look, just let me know when you’re done, so Daddy can clean you up. Okay?”

“Okay.” Princess Cadence replied nervously, the thought of intentionally soiling herself in front of somepony else made her feel a bit uncomfortable. So, even after Shining Armor had turned his head to give her privacy, Princess Cadence popped her crystal blue pacifier into her mouth. And suckled on it, as she grunted, forcing a huge load into her diaper.

It didn’t take long for the repulsive stench to fill the air, though the nursery was thankfully equipped with deodorizing shields that helped to control the stink.

“Are you done yet, sweetie?” Shining Armor asked, in a tone of voice that sounded more like a parent asking their potty training toddler, rather than a husband asking his adult foal wife.

“A-almost,” Princess Cadence replied, still grunting, as she pushed out one last load of manure. With her dirty business complete, the adult foal princess breathed a much needed sigh of relief, even as she felt her used padding squish up against her butt cheeks “There, all done.” she said, and Shining Armor turned his head back around.

“Pew, you sure made quite the stinky, my little princess,” Shining Armor teased, using his magic to bring up a clothespin that he then placed over his nose “It’s a good thing I came to check on you when you did. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.” And trying his best not to blush, Shining Armor removed the straps on Cadence’s diaper, letting it fall from her waist.

Shining Armor had to work fast. He used his magic to grab some wet wipes from the changing table, and went back and forth with them several times, as he removed all traces of his wife’s accident from her coat.

Then, Shining Armor took the canister of foal powder, and sprinkled a generous amount onto Cadence’s neither regions, stopping only when he saw his wife sneeze from the amount of powder assaulting her nostrils.

After strapping up the new diaper, so that it was wrapped securely around his wife’s waist, Shining Armor took a deep breath, and grabbed the dirty diaper with his magic. Without even bothering to look, Shining Armor levitated it over to the diaper pale, and tossed it in with a flick of his horn.

“Thank you for cleaning me up, Daddy.” Princess Cadence said sweetly, as she kissed her husband on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, my sweet little angel of love,” Shining Armor cooed “Now, how’s about I fix you that bottle of milk I promised?”

Shadow by Diokno44

Trixie waddled through the hallway, waving to some of her friends. The Teen Baby was currently making her way to the bathroom, a full diaper swaying between her legs. They had a ten minute break inbetween periods, and she wanted to take advantage of it to change.

Trixie turned the corner, and her eyes widened, skin paling. The girl’s bathroom had a rather long line in front of it. There must have been at least twenty girls in total. She grumbled, and thought of where to change.

“Hey Trix-Stix!” A chipper, familiar voice said in her ear. Trixie yelped, jumping slightly. She let loose some urine into her diaper in shock. She whirled around, finding Pinkie Pie, a pacifier dangling from her shirt, the bottom of a cotton candy pink diaper visible beneath her skirt, “Need a change?” Trixie nodded, breathing heavily. “Don’t worry, your friend Pinkie can help.” Before Trixie could get a word out, Pinkie grabbed her wrist, and began pulling her. Their used diapers let out muffled crinkles.

Pinkie soon stopped, as the two were in a darkened, shadowy  part of the hallway. A few students were meandering about, but they didn’t seem to notice the diapered duo. “Pinkie, are you sure this is a good idea?” Trixie blushed, her eyes scanning the hallways.

“As good as cake!” Pinkie grinned, unzipping Trixie’s skirt. Trixie flushed more as her diaper was removed, and a chill ran through her nethers. She scanned the hall, the students did not notice her being changed in the shadows. She squirmed as a cold wipe ran across her bottom, but smiled as soon as the powder and oil was rubbed into her warmed skin. The magician helped Pinkie by taping on her diaper, and attaching her skirt.

“Thanks Pinkie.” Trixie smiled, stepping out of the shadow corner. Pinkie smiled, handing Trixie back her backpack.

“No prob.” Pinkie replied, as the bell rang. “Come on, lets get to class.” Trixie nodded, as the two teen babies started jogging to class, their diapers crinkiling.

Meanwhile, a phone started uploading, for two girls had been recording the whole change from a shadowy corner across from them. They high fived as it finished uploading.

Chair by SuperPinkbrony12

Button Mash felt ready to die of embarrassment, as he waddled into the bathroom to get changed. Had he really lost all control of his bodily functions, or had he simply been too distracted with his video game to realize he needed to go?

Either way, Button Mash was certain he’d never live this situation down. Even if the only one who knew right now, was his mother.

With a sigh, Button Mash pulled out an oversized changing mat, and set it on the tiled floor next to the bathroom sink. Button then carefully bent down, cringing in disgust as he was reminded of his accident, while he retrieved a fresh diaper, baby powder, several wet wipes, and a canister of baby oil. He then sat down on the changing mat, mentally preparing himself for the disgusting task that lay ahead.

“This is gonna suck!” Button Mash thought to himself, as he put a hand to his shorts, and prepared to pull them down.

While her son was busy changing himself out of his dirty diaper, Mrs. Mash occupied herself with cleaning up the chair that her son had been sitting in.

This was hardly the first time she’d had to clean up one of her son’s messes. Even before the accident that affected his control, Button Mash had frequently been so occupied with video games, that he was being careless. He would often spill food or drinks onto whatever chair he was sitting in. And Mrs. Mash would have to clean it up.

That being said, cleaning up a chair that her son had unintentionally peed and crapped on, was much more of a hassle then just cleaning up food stains, or spills from drinks.

“I’m either going to have to get an absorbent pad for the chairs, or I’m going to have to double diaper him if this keeps up.” Mrs. Mash thought to herself, as she put on a pair of gloves, and prepared to clean the chair.

“Yuck, what did I eat?!” Button Mash gagged, as the foul stench from his open diaper assaulted his nostrils. He quickly tossed it aside, wishing that diaper were flushable, so he wouldn’t have to deal with the messy task of putting his diaper in the trash can.

Button proceeded to wipe himself heavily, using several wipes to clean up the mess he had made. The process was slow, and very messy, but it had to be done.

When Button Mash had finally cleaned up the last of his mess, he carefully reached for a new diaper, and slid it into place beneath his butt. He then carefully fastened the tapes, before he pulled back the diaper to work in a generous amount of powder, and a hearty helping of oil. The pleasing aroma from both items was almost enough to cancel out the stink from his used diaper that lay nearby.

Since his shorts had been heavily stained by his accident, Button Mash didn’t bother to put them back on. He instead put them in the laundry chute next to the bathtub, which just left his dirty diaper as the only thing he had yet to take care of.

With a series of gags, Button Mash dropped the messy undergarment into the trash can. Hoping beyond hope, that tonight was the night the trash went out.

Mrs. Mash breathed a much needed sigh of relief, as she finally managed to scrub out the last of the stains on the chair. Without fanfare, she carefully took off her gloves and threw them into a nearby waste basket.

Then, she eyed the computer. “Maybe, I should limit the amount of time Button spends on that thing, and his other video game systems,” she thought to herself “I don’t need more messes in this house.”

Ice by Diokno44

Soarin shivered, sneezing, an ice pack resting on his head. Small flecks of frost coated his fur. After an accident with the frost machine (he had accidentally banged his head on it) he had been temporarily frozen in new ice for a bit. Alongside this came the clammy feeling around his waist. The chill had kept him from changing out of the Wonderbolts Regulation Diapers, or WRD for short. Due to their often long flight performances, and quick tricks, the Wonderbolts generally padded up, some taking a liking to it more than others.

A half-eaten pie lay on his nightstand. “S-stupid ice.” He stuttered, his teeth chattering. A small fire had been lit in his makeshift heater, his regular one being repaired. He pulled some thick blankets around himself to try and stave off the cold. His wings were still somewhat frozen, as he wiggled them. A few flecks of frost fell off. “Maybe some pie will help.” He leaned over, cut a slice off, and started to chew. Some crumbs flecked his face from the warm, apple and cinnamon pie he had gotten from his marefriend. If he could, he would marry her AND her pie, and he did not mean her marehood.

He swallowed, and laid back, falling asleep. His snores travelled through the room. Thankfully, he wasn’t that loud of a snorer. As the padded Wonderbolt slept, his bedroom door slightly opened, an orange hoof resting on the doorknob.

Its owner smirked, and trotted into the room, licking her lips.

Lonestar by SuperPinkbrony12

“Well, I know toilets in this world don’t usually handle manure,” Sunset Shimmer said to herself, as she worked to revive Applejack by spraying some air freshener in the bathroom “So it’s going to take a lot to flush it all down the drain.”

Lonestar looked at Applejack and blushed, whinnying a bit as if to say “Did I do that? I didn’t mean to.”

Sunset Shimmer could see Lonestar was upset, and quickly replied by saying “It’s alright, Lonestar. I know you didn’t mean to make Applejack faint, but I think we’re going to need to make sure we have lots of air freshener whenever you use the toilet. Your manure is really strong, even worse than Princess Celestia’s. And boy did her cake binges smell.”

Lonestar replied with a neigh, that Sunset Shimmer translated as “So, what do we do now?”

“Well, first we need to get Applejack to wake up,” Sunset Shimmer told Lonestar “Then, together, we’re going to need to break up your manure so we don’t break the toilet when we flush it all down the drain.” She started poking Applejack.

Applejack finally woke up, when the scent of manure no longer completely overpowered her nostrils. But even with all the air freshener that Sunset Shimmer had sprayed, it was obvious that there was still a lot of work to be done.

“Wowwee, Lonestar! Just what have you been eatin’?!” Applejack teased “Next time you gotta go, maybe you should ask Sunset Shimmer to help ya light a match! That’ll help burn off the smell!”

Lonestar blushed and responded with a series of neighs and soft winnies. “Let’s see you eat five buckets of hay and apples, and see if your waste smells like roses.”

“Now Lonestar, you know Applejack was only teasing you,” Sunset Shimmer replied “And Applejack, Lonestar is right. You’re no flower either, especially when you eat all those apples and burritos. Now, if we’re done poking fun at each other’s toilet habits, I could use a hand and possibly a hoof getting this manure to go down.”

“I’ll get the plunger!” Applejack shouted, and raced out of the bathroom.

When Applejack returned with the plunger, Sunset Shimmer and Applejack set to work on breaking down the manure as best they could. It was a long and tedious process, producing a lot of sweat.

Lonestar tried to help, by occasionally grabbing the plunger with his teeth. But it wasn’t until Sunset Shimmer decided to grab a spare plunger from the outhouse, that progress was finally made.

At last, the manure was broken down to the point where Applejack and Sunset Shimmer were confident it could be flushed, and not clog up or break the toilet.

“Are you absolutely sure we broke it up enough, Sunset?” Applejack asked, as she walked over to the handle, her diaper crinkling slightly as she did so “After all, you’re the manure expert, seein’ as you used to be a pony and all.”

“That may be, but even though we had flush toilets in Equestria, I don’t think they worked completely the same way your toilets do,” Sunset Shimmer replied. She remembered how awkward it had felt to use a human toilet during her first few days in the human world. But in time, she had gotten used to the idea, and now it was like second nature to her (even if she was using her diapers more often nowadays, and only making trips to the toilet if she didn’t have time to get changed, or was out of diapers) “Just flush it, and let’s see what happens.”

“Well, alright. But if it clogs up, you’re the one who’s gonna have to unclog it.” Applejack said, and pressed the silver handle down.

Lonestar watched with curiosity, as he saw his manure be swept up by the toilet water, and then be sucked down the drain hole with a roar. Then, the water returned, sparkling clean, as if it had never been dirty at all. “So, where does my manure go after it’s flushed?” Lonestar asked Sunset Shimmer.

“It goes to a water treatment facility,” Sunset Shimmer explained, then she giggled a bit “Of course, they’ll be surprised to see horse manure instead of human body wastes.” She said.

“So, is that how I use a toilet?” Lonestar asked, as Applejack breathed a sigh of relief “It feels kind of strange, but also kind of good.”

“Be glad we aren’t in Neighpon, then it gets stranger. But yeah, yah got the basics down.” Applejack chuckled, ruffling Lonestar’s mane. She was glad she had Sunset Shimmer to act as a translator.

“Applejack is right, it’ll take a couple of tries to get your body used to the idea,” Sunset Shimmer added “Just make sure you have someone accompany you, so they can help wipe you up, block out the odor, and break up the manure before it’s flushed. If you try to flush your manure just after you put it in the toilet, it won’t go down,” She sighed, “Reminds me of this one time Princess Celestia ate a two ton cake on her birthday, the bathroom was not a pretty sight.” She shuddered.

“Say, who is this Princess Celestia you keep talking about?” Lonestar asked Sunset Shimmer.

“She was my teacher, and adoptive mother to an extent, when I lived in Equestria,” Sunset Shimmer explained “I actually developed a bit of a what, they called ‘Foal Fetish’ during my early years. I grew out of it by the time I left for the human world though,” She giggled, “Although, it seems I’ve fallen back on it,  even though I’m now a Teen Baby and not an Adult Foal.”

“Speaking of babies and foals, I’d say you need a diaper change,” Lonestar whinned “It smells pretty bad, and I’m the one who’s manure made Applejack pass out.”

Sunset Shimmer looked down, and saw that her diaper had clearly been used. Apparently, she had forgotten all about it. She smiled, laid out the changing supplies, and laid down. She grinned, “You know, in Equestria, Celestia used to clean me in an older way, using her tongue,” She winked at her coltfriend. “Care to try it with me?” She teased.

Lonestar blushed, nodding. He slowly opened her diaper, gagging at the stench. He opened his mouth, tongue out. Sunset squirmed and blushed as his warm tongue licked her clean. Applejack flushed, covering her face with her hat. Soon, Lonestar had finished cleaning, powdering, and oiling her, and taped up a new diaper.

“Thanks sweetie.” Sunset panted, pecking him on the lips. She glanced outside, “Come on, let’s get you back to the barn, and we can continue your training later.” She smoothed out her skirt.

Applejack waved them off as the two started towards the barn. Today had been weird, so she just collapsed into bed.

Lonestar’s toilet training had only just begun.

Whooves by SuperPinkbrony12

Doctor Whooves wasn’t sure what to make of his current predicament. On the one hand (or was it hoof now), he was stuck in a world known as Equestria, populated by technicolor horses (or ponies as they called themselves), and had somehow ended up regressed to the body of a baby pony (a foal, as they were called). His assistant, Rose, had apparently reincarnated as an earth pony named Roseluck, and and was currently searching for a cure to his regressed state.

But on the other hoof, he was certain that The Daleks wouldn’t think to look for him in this world, or neither would any of his other enemies that could easily do him harm in this weakened state. They would probably think he was off saving some planet. “Well, I’ll have to miss Jack’s stag party.” He muttered.

Fortunately for the regressed Time Lord (or was it Time Pony now), the mare that had taken him in (who went by a number of names, whether it be Bubbles, Muffins, Ditzy Doo, or Derpy Hooves), proved to be quite understanding of his predicament, and agreed to let him stay with her for however long he remained in his current state.

She had an identical twin sister, so it seemed the two swapped names often.

“Do I really have to wear this?” Doctor Whooves complained, as Derpy finished taping a diaper to his hind quarters.

“Now, Doctor, you should know very well that babies can’t just wander around without a diaper,” Derpy said sweetly, lightly booping him on the nose “You need to wear it for protection, in case you have an accident. You wouldn’t want to make a mess all over my nice clean floors, would you?”

“No, I suppose I wouldn’t. And I guess a baby, or a foal, not wearing a diaper would attract suspicion. And in my current state, that is the last thing I want,” Doctor Whooves considered “This is bringing back memories of the Academy.” He muttered, “I mean, the Corsair was a nice enough bloke, but the things we did at one of his birthday parties...” He shuddered. “I shall never look at a duck the same way again.”

“Well, you certainly have an interesting past,” Derpy smiled, as she brought Doctor Whooves into the kitchen “I can’t wait for my sister to meet you, she’ll just love you to pieces!” She giggled, “And you can meet my daughter Dinky!”

“When will she be arriving?” Doctor Whooves asked, as he was suddenly seated in a highchair, and had a bib tied around his neck.

“Not for a while, still,” Derpy explained “Which gives me plenty of time to feed you. I apologize in advance if it doesn’t taste as good as what you usually eat. But this stuff was all the rage with my daughter when she was a little foal, no older than you are now.”

“At this point, I shall take what I can get,” Doctor Whooves said politely “Just one thing, don’t let me eat pears.”

“Why not? I think pears are yummy.” Derpy replied.

Doctor Whooves made a face and stuck out his tongue “Well, I don’t. I hate them! They taste awful! I’m allergic to them, and they give me terrible diarrhea!  If it were at all possible, I would see to it that pears ceased to exist!”

“Well then, it’s a good thing I don’t have any pear flavored foal food,” Derpy said with a chuckle “But I do have some very delightful cream of carrot for you. I should warn you though, it has a very addicting taste.”

“As long as it doesn’t contain pears, I don’t care.” Doctor Whooves insisted, as he reluctantly let Derpy spoon feed him.

As he was spoon fed in relative silence, Doctor Whooves thoughts drifted to Roseluck. “I d hope she can find a cure,” he thought to himself “As much as I appreciate having someone to take care of me, I cannot shirk my responsibilities to the universe. Without me around, there is no telling what sort of evils are terrorizing the world as I know it.”

Plague by Diokno44

It had all happened so fast. Nopony could have predicted it. There was a large burst of raw magic, then a miasma, a plague had befallen the nation of Equestria. Rampant incontinence had spread to the citizens. If affected first the Unicorns and Alicorns, the two pony races most attuned with raw magic. Then came the Pegasi, who were attuned with weather based magic, such as aeromancy. Finally, the Earth Pony, most attuned with the earth of Equis itself, were affected least, for their geomancy and terramancy had been heavily reigned in by Chancellor Pudding Head and her council, for Earth Ponies with control of the very earth below, the plants and food, could potentially cause more damage than all others. On the plus side, the diaper industries had been gaining massive profits, and Adult and Teen Foals, already incontinent, were not affected. Not only did it render the affected incontinent, it made whatever waste they produced double their normal amount.

Twilight and her sister-in-law Cadence, well used diapers around their hips, and empty bottles surrounding them, searched through spell tomes. They had gone even deeper than the Royal Canterlot Library, and the old one of Celestia and Luna at their old castle. After speaking to Spike’s grandfather, King Spykoran of Draconia, they had been allowed into the Black Archives. This ancient structure, built by the original Alicorns at the dawn of creation, housed all knowledge that ever was and ever would be. To say Twilight had a braingasm was putting it lightly. A cure would be impossible. They were looking for a sort of treatment, one that could give some degree of control to the ponies that detested having to use diapers. According to a survey taken two weeks ago, only 28% were against diapers and incontinence. The incontinence plague had been going on for almost four months.

Cadence stood up, burping slightly as she finished another bottle. “I think its time for a change break Twily.” She smiled, her diaper sagging. Grabbing the wipes, she tossed her diaper into a conjured trashcan, and began wiping herself clean. She would have loved for her husband/daddy Shining to clean her, but he was busy running the Empire. Twilight nodded, following in Cadence’s hoofsteps, changing herself. Within minutes, the two had changed into fresh diapers, the pleasant scent of foal powder and foal oil wafting through the primordial library.

Twilight then looked over a book, “Hey Cadence, I think I found something.” Cadence peered at the tome Twilight had been reading. “An alchemical potion that could give the drinker and awareness on whether they have to go or not. Those that wanna use the potty again can, and those that wanna stay in diapees can, it's a win win!” She grinned, copying down the information. She then replaced the books on the shelves. Thankfully, she and her fellow Princesses would be allowed here whenever, alongside the Bearers if needed.

“Then let’s get those ingredients!” Cadence smiled, packing up their changing supplies. They then raced out of the Archies, which sealed behind them.

Readying a joint teleport spell, they transported to their next location. The Badlands, home of the five Changeling Kingdoms, which were mostly peaceful with Equestria. They landed in Chrysalis’ bathtub, the Changeling Queen wearing a swim diaper, her mane in pigtails.

Chrysalis blinked, “So, what are you doing in my bath?” She asked, a rubber ducky floating by. The two explained, as the Changeling Queen nodded. “Alright, I know where that root is.” She climbed out, and changed into a fresh diaper. “Let’s go.” She smiled.

Together, the three padded mares began making their way out of the bathroom. They exited Chrysalis’ bedroom, and began making their way through the hive’s city.

The quest for a bladder and bowel control potion had only just begun.

Handle by anon

"Gotta go, gotta go really bad!" Apple Bloom muttered to herself, as she ran as fast she could towards the bathroom, obstacles by her lowered shorts and the bulky diaper Granny Smith had imposed her after an attack of senile madness, one that Applejack didn't have the guts to contradict, for some reasons that escaped Apple Bloom's mind.

Apple Bloom grabbed the door's handle and abruptly moved it down, snapping it off the socket and opening it. Apple Bloom, ignoring the shards of wood and pieces of brass flying around and sometimes hitting her flesh, to go for the toilet bowl.

As she ran, she stumbled due oth er own diaper, hitting her chin on the toilet bowl, which made her yelp loudly and rub her chin, as her lower parts, with  one, painful, stream, got wet with urine, swelling up her diaper and giving off a strong scent of ammonia and asparagi.

"No! No! No!" Apple Bloom shouted, as she climbed onto the toilet, before quickly taking her diaper to let the flow of piss go down the toilet bowl like it was supposed to. Apple Bloom sighed of relief, before grabbing the handle... ad realizing that she was grasping the void.

Looking behind her, she gasped when she saw that the toilet did not have a handle anymore, only a small hole where it was supposed to be.

Apple Bloom swore from the deep of her heart.

Cavity by SuperPinkbrony12

Ever since she had managed to patch things up with her Canterlot friends, Moondancer’s life had nowhere to go but up.

Before long, Moondancer became aware of the chosen professions of all her friends. And there were certain perks when one of those friends turned out to be a professional dentist.

“Hey, Moondancer, so good to see you again!” Minuette greeted with her usual cheerful smile, as she escorted her friend to the dentist chair “I understand you need a cavity filling, correct?”

Moondancer frowned, as she said in reply “Unfortunately, yes. It would seem that attending all those lavish events Twinkleshine organizes, has done a number on my teeth.”

Minuette tried her best to stay cheerful, as she slapped on her dentist mask and gloves “Well, before we get started, there’s a little something I need you to do for me.” she said to Moondancer.

“Whatever do you mean?” Moondancer asked, trying her best to ignore the pain from her cavity.

Minuette responded, by levitating over a thick white diaper with her magic “Just hold still, while I strap this up. It should only take a minute.” she told Moondancer.

Moondancer was surprised, and a bit uncertain “Why do I have to wear a diaper? I can go to the bathroom just fine, Minuette,” she insisted “Is this your idea of a prank?!”

“It’s not a prank, now hold still!” Minuette instructed. She normally wasn’t one to get mad, or raise her voice. So it was of little surprise to her when Moondancer froze, and shivered a bit. She took advantage of the opportunity, to slowly strap the diaper to her friend’s rump. As she did so, she tried her best to explain her reasons to Moondancer “I’ve run out of the gas I normally use to help patients relax during these procedures. The gas I’m using until more arrives, has produced some, shall we say… ‘interesting’ results.”

“What do you mean? You’re not going to give me something that will make me lose control of my bodily functions, are you?” Moondancer asked nervously.

“Of course not, I would NEVER do something like that!” Minuette insisted “It’s just that this gas has often left ponies in a bit of a slowed down state for about three to four hours after I stop administering it. That makes going to the bathroom rather difficult for a lot of ponies. So, for right now, any patient I give the gas to has to wear diapers. It’s more of a precaution than anything. You probably won’t need it at all, but I don’t want a lawsuit.”

“Well, I don’t suppose I could reschedule my appointment to get my cavity filled, until your normal gas returns?” Moondancer asked hopefully.

“You could,” Minuette replied, causing Moondancer to breath a sigh of relief. Relief that turned out to be premature “But I’m going to be very busy for the next few weeks, it’ll be a long time before a suitable opening will pop up. And I doubt you want to put up with that cavity for longer than you have to.”

Moondancer sighed, and frowned once again “Fine, go ahead and diaper me. This cavity is driving me crazy! Just do me a favor, and don’t tell any of our friends about any of this. I don’t need them teasing me.”

“Relax, I never talk about my patient’s secrets,” Minuette chuckled, lightly poking Moondancer’s diaper with a hoof “Just relax, and leave everything to me. If you like, you’re more than welcome to stay in my office until the effect of the gas wears off. That way, you don’t have to worry about anypony seeing you padded up.”

“That would be nice.” Moondancer replied, as she was administered the gas.

Balloons by anon

"Dashie... what are you doing?" Pinkie Pie said, as she floated onto Rainbow Dash's door threshold.

"I'm just taking a needle," she said, returning with a rather long syringe with an equally long and extremely thin needle "And then bring you down to the ground."

Pinkie Pie gulped and nodded, as Rainbow Dash pushed her away outside her home back in the sky, as she then popped a balloon.

Pinkie Pie gasped, as she suddenly lost some heigh and as she then floated downwards gently, with Rainbow Dash flying by her side.

"Please don't make me land right in the Cakes' faces..." Pinkie Pie muttered to herself, as she descended.

"Aaand the last ones are gone!" Rainbow Dash said, as she quickly popped the last three balloons that were keeping Pinkie afloat. Pinkie Pie let out a little cry, as she fell onto her house's balcony. Pinkie Pie sighed of relief, as she quickly got the threads and the leftover rubber pieces off her.

"It has been a long day," Pinkie said as she let herself go in the diaper, sighing in appreciation at the feeling of her own pee swelling up her diaper "Lemme enjoy the warmth of this now.

Pool by SuperPinkbrony12

“Stupid Daddy, why does he make me do these things?” Diamond Tiara thought unhappily to herself, as she gazed longingly out at her pool from the bathroom window.

Per her father’s insistence, Diamond Tiara had reluctantly invited her classmates over to her house for a pool party.

Randolph, her butler, was serving as the lifeguard. He watched the various colts and fillies of Diamond Tiara’s class as they were either splashing around in the pool, playing with pool toys, jumping off of the diving board, or just relaxing on inflatable floats.

Normally, Diamond Tiara would’ve been willing to suck up the fact that she was sharing her pool with anypony besides Silver Spoon (who, ironically, was the only one unable to attend the party. She was out of town with her parents on an important business trip), and gone out to try and enjoy herself.

But under the current circumstances, the pool was the last place Diamond Tiara wanted to be.

As the result of a bad carriage accident, Diamond Tiara had been left temporarily unable to control her bladder or her bowels. The doctors told her that the organs responsible for such a process had been damaged, and would need time to recover. They estimated that it would be at least four months before she could once again control her bodily wastes.

And so it was that Diamond Tiara was sitting unhappily in the bathroom, a pink swim diaper resting on the tiled floor, as her regular medical diaper hung limp and neglected around her ankles, while she sat on the toilet. Hoping beyond hope, that if she stayed there long enough, she would release into the bowl, and not into her swim diaper.

But even if she did so, Diamond Tiara wasn’t going to leave the bathroom while the pool party was in full swing. She knew her father would never let her go out without a diaper on. And she didn’t want her classmates to see her in this weakened state.

It was hard enough finding dresses she could wear to school to cover up her diapers, and finding ways to slip out of class to change, without attracting attention.

There was no way she was going to let herself be subjected to the unending amounts of jeers, laughs, and taunts that would surely come her way if she was exposed. The very thought of being publicly humiliated made Diamond Tiara want to curl up into a ball and just disappear.

“I told Daddy I didn’t want to hold a stupid pool party! But would he listen, no!” Diamond Tiara complained to herself. She knew there was nopony who could reply, but she didn’t care. It gave her something to do, other than focus on the reason for her seclusion during her own pool party.

Just then, her thoughts of self pity and anger were interrupted by a knock on her bathroom door.

“Hey, Diamond Tiara, hurry it up in there will you?!” came the familiar tomcoltish voice of Scootaloo “I have to use the bathroom, really badly!”

Diamond Tiara quickly responded by saying “In a minute, Scootaloo. Give me some time to finish up. It’s not my fault you have to go so badly, you should’ve gone before you came over here!” She peered down into the toilet bowl, sighing when she saw that nothing had come out, the water was still clear and undisturbed.

“Fine then, just don’t blame me when I leave a ‘present’ on your floors!” Scootaloo snapped “You’ve been in there for some time now, what’s the hold up?!”

“Geez, Scootapoo, don’t rush me!” Diamond Tiara snapped back, and with a sigh, she got off the toilet, flushed, and put the lid down. She then finished removing her regular diaper, and reluctantly put on her swim diaper. Try as she might, she knew there was nothing she could do to hide it from Scootaloo, unless she were to hop into the shower. But that would seem suspicious.

Reluctantly, Diamond Tiara washed her hooves, then trotted over to the bathroom door, and opened it. Mentally preparing herself for the social stigma she had worked so hard to maintain to come crashing down.

But much to Diamond Tiara’s surprise, when the door was opened all the way, in trotted Scootaloo in a very thick (but thankfully unused) diaper. “Thanks for finally opening the door, I don’t know if I could’ve held it in much longer.” she said to Diamond Tiara, completely ignoring the swim diaper around the rich filly’s rump, as she took off her own diaper and headed for the toilet.

Diamond Tiara wanted to say something, but found that she suddenly couldn’t bring herself to speak. She just stood there with her mouth hanging open in surprise, as if she were a mime.

Was Scootaloo blind? Surely, she had to have seen the swim diaper that Diamond Tiara was wearing. So why had she not said anything?

“I know what you’re thinking,” Scootaloo spoke up, attracting Diamond Tiara’s attention (as well as snapping her out of her frozen state) “Why am I wearing a diaper when I can use the bathroom just fine? And why didn’t I say anything about your swim diaper?”

Diamond Tiara tried to bring herself to say something, but the words wouldn’t come out right. All she managed, was a faint “Yes.”

“Well, my mom’s always so overprotective of me, especially since my dad’s almost never around,” Scootaloo explained “She insists on making me wear a diaper whenever I go out for long periods of time. She claims it’s to keep me safe, and so I don’t have any accidents on ponies floors  if I can’t find a bathroom. She’s weird like that, but it’s what moms do.” She blushed, “They do kind of feel nice though.” She admitted.

“That still doesn’t explain why you failed to notice my swim diaper.” Diamond Tiara realized, suddenly wishing she hadn’t said anything.

“Eh, I can’t really make fun of somepony wearing a diaper when I’m wearing one myself,” Scootaloo replied “Now, would you mind getting out of here?! I like my privacy, thank you! And besides, you don’t want to miss your pool party!”

Forgiveness by SuperPinkbrony12

While Ruby Pinch occupied herself with cleaning up the mess her sister had left on her bed, she found her thoughts drifting towards her friend, Noi.

The last Ruby Pinch had seen of her, was when she had flushed the filly down her bathroom toilet out of retaliation for not speaking up about a diaper shortage.

That had been a few days ago, during which time Ruby Pinch had reluctantly accompanied her big sister to a pub, then escorted her home when she got drunk. But Noi had not returned, and Ruby Pinch was starting to get a tad bit concerned.

“I know it’s not every day you get flushed down a toilet, but the sewer system can’t be that big,” Ruby Pinch thought to herself, as she disposed of the heavily used diaper in the toilet “So where could Noi have ended up, and why hasn’t she come back yet? Is she mad at me for what I did?”

Ruby Pinch shook her head, she was thinking too much about something that had already happened. Right now, she needed to tend to her hungover sister, and clean up the mess before their parents got home. (Despite Berry Punch being old enough to drink, her parents certainly did not approve of her going out to pubs to get drunk, especially when she dragged her sister along when she wasn’t old enough to drink.)

It took a lot of wipes to get Berry Punch and her bed cleaned up, but somehow Ruby Pinch managed without too much trouble.

But even as she was working away, Ruby Pinch kept wondering about Noi, and what she could possibly do to earn forgiveness for her admittedly hasty actions (aside from letting Noi flush her, Ruby Pinch was quite certain she didn’t want to go down the toilet and end up in the sewers with all those dirty diapers.)

Berry Punch, for her part, occupied herself with fixing some coffee to ward off the effects of her hangover. “One of these days, I need to start cutting back on the cider. I swear, these hangovers exist solely to torment me. If it weren’t for coffee, I don’t know how I’d manage.” she said to herself.

Ruby Pinch had just sat down to rest after FINALLY cleaning up the last of her sister’s mess, when she heard the doorbell ring. But one look at her big sister was enough to make her realize that it was probably best if she answered the door herself. Berry Punch was anything but a pretty sight right now (for safety reasons, Ruby Pinch had left her in diapers. She didn’t want to have any more messes to clean up).

Upon opening the front door, Ruby Pinch was greeted with the sight of a very angry Noi, traces of wet fur still visible if one looked closely enough.

“Ah, there you are! I’ve been looking all over for you!” Noi said, and stormed into Ruby Pinch’s house without hesitation “You’ve got a lot of nerve to do that sort of thing to me, and you know what I’m talking about! You think it was funny?”

“Well, maybe under different circumstances it would’ve been,” Ruby Pinch said nervously, which only served to make Noi even angrier than she already was “But no, I guess it wasn’t.”

“Darn right it wasn’t, I could’ve drowned!” Noi insisted “You’re lucky I got spat out where I did, there are a lot of ponies out there that could’ve hurt me, or worse!”

“Look, I’m sorry about the whole flushing thing,” Ruby Pinch apologized “It was stupid and foolish, and probably quite frightening. It’s just, I got so mad, and all I could think about was making sure you didn’t deplete the diaper stash we got from The Cakes.”

“Speaking of which, were you able to get the supplies?” Noi asked “I wouldn’t be too surprised if you hogged them all to yourself, seeing as I was swimming through the sewers and everything!”

“Well, sort of,” Ruby Pinch said with a shrug “I was able to obtain and enjoy the diapers for about a day or two after you got flushed. But then my big sister dragged me to this pub and told me she was putting me on changing duty while she had a few drinks. I told her no, and then she threatened to tell Mom and Dad about my secret stash. Don’t ask me how she found out about it.”

“Be thankful your sister didn’t rat you when she had the chance, if it were Carrot Top, I don’t know if she would’ve been so generous.” Noi replied.

“Anywho, long story short I agreed, then she got drunk and I took her home,” Ruby Pinch explained “Then she woke up, and I had to clean up her mess, and she’s still a bit hungover so I’m leaving her in diapers until she recovers. So I haven’t gotten a chance to pad up again.”

“Well, I came here hoping to maybe get my revenge on you for flushing me down the toilet, which I’m still not okay with,” Noi said angrily, before she took on a somewhat more gentle tone “But I’d say cleaning up after your drunken sister and getting caught by her was punishment enough. So, consider us even. But if you ever do what do you did during the last diaper shortage, don’t expect to ever earn forgiveness. That is, unless you’re willing to see what it feels like to be flushed by somepony you thought was your friend.”

“No thank you, I have no intention of ever seeing what that’s like!” Ruby Pinch immediately replied “So, what do you say we wait until my sister finally snaps out of her hungover state, and then we can talk about our next playdate?”

“Fine by me, I guess.” Noi said with a shrug.

Tank by XXXX

"Clothespin, check. Gloves, check. Rags, check. Bucket, check. Soap, check. Mop, check..." Apple Bloom said, as she listed off the items in the cart in front of her, before sighing. "Let's get over this."

Apple Bloom then grabbed the cart's cord and pulled it behind her, towards the trapdoor that lead to the septical tank of Ponyville's Preschool and Kindergarten.

"Guess that's a lesson learned," she muttered, as she unlocked the trapdoor and pulled it aside, making a strong stench come off from the inside "I mustn't put laxatives in the food of diamond tiara's little brother, especially if he plans to bring it to his Preschool."

Apple bloom took the clothespin and set it on her nose, looking down, and seeing mostly a huge strata of used messy diapers and free poop. Apple Bloom took the soap bar and the mop, before lowering herself into the filth that was the septic tank. Once she landed on the only clean spot there, she started by rubbing the soap onto the mop.

"Let's hope that I don't get infected down there. To wear diapers on top of cleaning up this place for the next ten months would be bad." She muttered, as she then proceeded to rub the pile of diapers.

Fluffe by SuperPinkbrony12

Ever since befriending the strange and mysterious fluffy pony known as Fluffle Puff, and making amends with Twilight Sparkle and her friends, Queen Chrysalis’ had been one of relative calm.

She still prefered the solitude of her home land, but reluctantly made frequent appearances to Ponyville to visit Fluffle Puff (and feed off of the love she provided).

However, during her most recent visit to Ponyville, Queen Chrysalis had been dealt a shock she hadn’t expected at all.

Somehow, Fluffle Puff had ended up regressed to the size of a foal, though she still maintained her normal state of mind.

Twilight was searching for a cure, but needed someone to take into Fluffle Puff until said cure could be found. Reluctantly, Chrysalis was given the assignment.

“Alright, let me see if I can remember what that annoying ball of energy they call Pinkie Pie taught me about diapering a pony.” Queen Chrysalis thought to herself. Changelings never wore diapers, except for when they disguised themselves as foals or adult foals.

Fluffle Puff was laying on the changing table that Twilight had provided for Chrysalis, making her usual “Pbbt.” noise, as she waited patiently for her friend to begin the diapering process.

Chrysalis used her magic to pull out a plain white diaper, and sprinkled some powder into it. That was easy enough, now came the difficult part, putting the diaper on the pony.

Queen Chrysalis lifted Fluffle Puff up, and quickly ran into difficulty. “Where is its rear end?!” she asked furiously, looking all around. Fluffle Puff’s thick coat of fur made it almost impossible for Chrysalis to find out where she was supposed to slide and tape up the diaper.

Not one to give up, Chrysalis tried to move the diaper around with her magic, in hopes that she would get lucky and find out where the diaper was supposed to go. She tried for what felt like several minutes, but made no progress.

“Come on, it’s got to have a rear end and tail somewhere!” Queen Chrysalis angrily said to herself “It can’t possibly not have one!”

Fluffle Puff responded with a “Pbbt.” that Queen Chrysalis believed was the fluffy pony giggling at her predicament.

“Oh, you think this is funny?! You’re not the one responsible for taking care of you until that meddling Twilight Sparkle can turn you back to normal!” Queen Chrysalis responded, but still had no luck locating Fluffle Puff’s rear end and tail.

With a groan of frustration, Queen Chrysalis baled up the powdered diaper, and tossed it into the trash. “You know what, forget it! I’ll just have to do this ‘potty training’ thing that ponies talk about!” And she lifted Fluffle Puff off the changing table.

Of course, Queen Chrysalis wasn’t completely sure how potty training worked. Changelings seldom used toilets when not disguised, from birth they simply went to the bathroom wherever they felt it was appropriate.

But Queen Chrysalis did not want to look like she had no idea what to do with a foal, so she decided this so called “potty training” was worth a shot. So what if Twilight Sparkle said Fluffle Puff should be diapered, what did she know about foals?

Coin by SuperPinkbrony12

Soarin had not been sleeping for very long, when an orange hoof began to gently rub his belly. “Soarin, wake up.” it called in a soothing tone of voice.

Soarin realized who it was at once, but he ignored the request. He didn’t want to leave the comfort of his nice warm bed. The aftermath of the frost machine accident could still be felt on his body.

“Not now, Spitfire,” Soarin said sleepily “Unless Equestria is going to end, there’s no reason for me to get up. I just want to rest and let this stupid ice melt.”

The voice quickly responded by saying “But there’s somepony here who wants to see you. When she heard about your accident, she traveled up here as fast as that cloudwalking spell would let her.”

Soarin wasn’t sleeping anymore, he shot up in bed like a rocket, his eyes wide awake! “Y-you mean, she’s coming?” Soarin asked, shivering from the ice. Some of it had melted, but not all of it.

Spitfire nodded “Yup, Applejack will be here any minute. And she’s bringing a nice hot apple pie for us all to share.”

Soarin gulped, and tried to pull the sheets closer to his body “I can’t let her see me like this. She’ll never let me live down the fact that I was wearing a diaper.”

Spitfire just chuckled “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. I already told her everything on her way here,” she then smiled “She took it all in stride. She knows you’re stuck in diapers until that ice melts, and she doesn’t mind. I did have to talk her out of bringing a camera though.”

Soarin breathed a small sigh of relief, as his marefriend trotted into the room. A delicious apple pie balanced neatly atop her trademark stentson hat. Already, Soarin could smell the pleasing aroma, and see the steam rising from the crust. He licked his lips in anticipation.

“Hey there, Soarin. Heard you had a bit of an accident with a frost machine and got frozen in diapers,” Applejack greeted with a smile not unlike the kind found on her cousin, Pinkie Pie. “I figured I’d stop by and see how you’re doin’,” she added, as she set the pie onto a small table “And since I know how much ya love pie, I thought I’d bring one for us to share. Then I figured, Spitfire deserves a slice or two as well.”

“W-whatever,” Soarin shivered, relieved that his diaper didn’t need changing “Just hurry up and give me some of that pie!”

“Sorry, Soarin, but I can’t just give you a two hoof discount, again,” Applejack said seriously “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I ain’t doin’ this for charity. I can give ya a small discount though, this pie will only cost ya one bit.”

“Fair enough, I suppose I’d put you out of business if I didn’t pay every now and then.” Soarin shrugged, and despite his shivering, he managed to retrieve a bit from his flight suit that he had taken off just before his accident (he always carried a small stash of bits around, in case of emergencies). He then forked over the golden coin to Applejack.

But much to Soarin’s surprise, after Applejack had cut herself a slice, and given Spitfire a slice, she cut two slices of pie instead of one. She put one slice on a plate next to Soarin’s bedstand, then trotted over to her coltfriend with the other slice balanced neatly on her forehead.

“What are you doing?” Soarin asked, as he suddenly felt Applejack pull back his diaper (enough ice had melted to where you could grab the top and back, but not enough to where you could remove it), and drop the slice of pie into it. Soarin had never stuffed anything into his diaper before, and the odd sensation of having something inside it felt weird but strangely comfortable.

“I figured that pie slice can help melt the ice around your diaper,” Applejack explained with a wink “Because somethin’ tells me you’re gonna want to be able to take it off by the time that pie digests.”

Soarin gulped, he knew what Applejack meant, and the thought of doing such a thing made him cringe.

“Don’t worry, Soarin. I can change you if that happens,” Applejack said honestly, then with a wink she added “And if it’s still clean by the time it’s ready to come off, I might just have a special treat for ya.”

Acid by Diokno44

Zecora blinked, and cleared her throat, “Pinkie Pie, what were you doing that gave the room a green pigment, and landed you in this padded predicament?” the apothecary zebra asked, True to her word, the portion of the Pie Cave that the two were in was splattered with a neon green substance. Alongside that, Pinkie was sitting in front of her friend, a thick pink diaper wrapped around her waist..

Pinkie tapped her chin, her diaper crinkling. “Well, I borrowed some chemistry supplies from Twilight, you know, to spice up my baking and all.” SHe gestured to the various beakers, test tubes, and bunsen burners littering the nearby table. Zecora motioned for her to go on. “Well, I wanted to make the first ever chemically made cake, but, I accidently put in sulfuric acid instead of baking soda, and now...” The chemical reaction had temporarily removed the party pony’s control.

Zecora smiled warmly, reminded of her first few attempts at brewing poultices and elixirs. “Come, let us clean up this mess, then, you can help me, in creating this pastry test.” Pinkie nodded, as soon the room was clean of the green residue, the stench of sulfuric acid dissipated.

Gathering supplies, the duo began making the first ever Chemical-Constructed Combo Cake.

[NSFW] Gravity by XXXX

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."

Batrachomyomachia by Diokno44

Behind a velvet curtained stage, six mares stood before one dressed in a plum colored blazer, with a red beret on her head. The six were wearing various costumes, with Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, wearing the most ornate armor, for she played the Mouse Queen in the performance of the Ancient Roaman play Ponyville theatre was performing. Rainbow glared at Harshwhinny, “Alright H-Whinny, why in the name of Celestia’s left plot cheek are we diapered?” She asked, gesturing to the six diapers taped around each mare’s rump.

Harshwhinny sighed, running a calloused hoof down her face. “You need to pad out the armor a bit, that, and since the first intermission isn’t in...” She glanced at the clock, “Two hours, you may not leave the stage, or backstage, if your part is done or not yet started.” She pulled the curtain aside, creating a small slit in the fabric, and peeked out. She turned back to the six, as the rest of the cast started joining them. “Alright everypony,” She clapped her hooves once, “Showtime.”

A hush fell over the audience, as a spotlight flickered on in the center of the stage. Spike, dressed in an attire similar to what he wore when he was the announcer for the Hearth’s Warming Eve play, except in red and gold, with armored pauldrons on his shoulders, fitting hsi size of course. He cleared his throat, “Good evening, everypony, tonight we shall tell the tale of a foolish Frog King, and a battle that lasted but a day.” He bowed, and retreated behind the curtains, as the play began.

It was thirty minutes to the first intermission, and already Rainbow was about to burst. She glanced around, shifting her hind legs, while she wore a frog-suit, with armor overlaying it. She glanced at her friends, and then the audience. Nopony would know if she went. She fought it, but eventually knew it would be pointless. Mentally punching herself, she sighed, as a faint hissing sound could be heard to those close by, which were her marefriend Fluttershy, and Pinkie. At least she didn’t have to take a dump.

Locomotive by anon

Rainbow Dash, after taking the pee bottle in her hooves, looked left and right, checking if anyone was coming throught. He only saw the entire wagon empty of any pony-like life, mostly inhabited by flies and the occasional bird coming in from the open windows and leaving the train after taking a dump on the seats.

"Cruise Speed, could you please put your pull-up back on now?" Rainbow Dash asked, as sweetily as possible "We don't want to make messes on the train, right?"

Cruise Speed immediately pulled up her absorbent garment, before sitting down to intently stare at her mother holding a bottle soon to be filled with her own pee. Rainbow Dash sighed, hesitantly moving it next to her lower parts. She squinted her eyes and concentrated on letting the banks break out.

She pushed and pushed, aching all over somewhat, feeling as if she was giving birth to Cruise Speed all over again.

"C'mon, bladder, don't be a fluttershy right now," she muttered to herself, as she pushed again, her face reddened and wrinkled in a frown, one that, clearly, Cruise Speed was having too much fun with, seeing that she was giggling as if there was no tomorrow and rollingo n her seat while pointing at her mother.

"You better not use that pull-up right now." Rainbow Dash muttered under her breath, as she felt a sprinkle of pee coming out of her and going in the pee bottle.

"Just a little more effort..." she told herself, giving one last push and biting her lip. This time, she felt her bladder giving in, a stream of piss going straight into the bottle like waterfall, the sense of rlie making Rainbow Dash sigh in ecstasy.

She peed for what felt like an infinite number of minutes, until the flow stopped, at which point Rainbow Dash showed the bottle brim full of urine to Cruise speed. However, Cruise Speed was now making her pull-up squish, which meant only one thing...

"Cruise, why did you tell me you had to go?" Rainbow Dash barked towards her daughter.

"Because I wanted to see mama use bottle!" She said giggling, before going back to touch her wet pull-up. "Besides, pull-ups are fun!"

Rainbow Dash groaned loudly and prayed that her daughter wasn't going to need to poop anytime soon.

Amulet by SuperPinkbrony12

“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this, I must be crazy.” Trixie thought to herself, as she peered out at the gathered crowd from the safety of her stage curtain. The performance wasn’t slated to begin for a couple more minutes, but those minutes only made Trixie’s nervousness increase further.

Since being freed from the destructive influence of the Alicorn Amulet, Trixie’s stage career had resumed in full force. Most ponies quickly forgot about the Ursa Minor incident, and realized that Trixie had turned over something of a new leaf.

But despite her efforts to change for the better, following the amulet incident, Trixie still had one secret that she hoped would remain secret forever.

She looked down at her rump, lifting her cape up in the process, and breathed a small sigh of relief “Good, it’s still there. It shouldn’t fall off during the performance.” Trixie thought to herself, as the traveling magician eyed the white diaper hidden beneath her cape.

Many ponies had speculated how it was that Trixie was able to perform on stage for far longer than was possible for most magicians. To which, she replied with the golden rule of any illusionist “A good magician never reveals her secrets.” While this was most certainly true, that wasn’t the only reason Trixie didn’t want to reveal the truth behind her only claim to fame.

Sure, she occasionally dropped the illusion when performing for younger crowds. But that was done to make them not feel bad about their need for diapers, and she hoof waved it by claiming she borrowed one and put it on before the show. The foals in attendance always bought it, hook, line, and sinker.

“Alright, the show will be starting any minute now. Might as well cast the spell, while I still have time.” Trixie thought to herself, and carefully lit up her horn, making sure not to produce too much noise and attract unwanted attention.

A light pink swirl of magic surrounded the diaper beneath the cape, and with a barely audible poof, the diaper appeared to vanish.

Of course, Trixie knew the truth. It hadn’t disappeared, the spell she cast simply made the diaper invisible to the naked eye, and covered up the smell when it was used. Having performed her tricks so many times, Trixie had mastered the ability to walk about with a diaper on, without a tell tale waddle. The same held true for the few occasions where she could not stop the performance in time to take a bathroom break. She simply distracted the audience with something, until she had finished her business, then she continued to perform as if nothing had happened.

Trixie took great care after her shows when disposing of her diapers, and changing. And prided herself greatly on keeping everypony fooled.

“Well, this is it. The time has come for my greatest performance yet,” Trixie thought to herself, and gulped as she made her way on stage “The time has come, for Trixie to ‘entertain’ her former rival, Princess Twilight Sparkle.” All she could, do was hope that the spell she had cast, would hold until the performance ended. Because already, Trixie could feel the stress of who was in her audience today adversely affecting her bodily functions.

But, as the old saying went “The show must go on!”, even if that meant performing in a used diaper.

Cold by Diokno44

Sonata Dusk, reformed Siren, sneezed, as she lay in bed. The relatively young siren had caught a pretty bad cold when she had accidentally locked herself in Canterlot High’s freezer. She had been binging on tacos, as usual. She suckled on her pacifier, occasionally dipping it in the nearby bowl of chicken soup. The teen baby shivered, as she bundled up under some thick wool blankets. Adagio was off buying more diapers for the three of them. Meanwhile, Aria was off with Sunset Shimmer and this world’s Twilight Sparkle, apparently camping in Windfall Woods, a few miles away.

Removing her pacifier, she once more dipped it into the warm broth, and popped it back into her mouth. She smiled, sniffing, as the warm liquid dripped down her throat. She decided to lay back, and try and take a nap. Cuddling with a stuffed seahorse, she dozed off.

That was when there was a knock at the front door...

Comic by Folle sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Lyra was starting to regret of having had so much boar stew and polenta, before going to the Comic Book Convention in Lucca. Her belly gurgled ominously, her quite thick diaper crinkling as she walked quickly, his eyes laying on the long queue for the tickets to the con.

"Oh God, where this starts? Where this starts?" She muttered exasperated "I went past Saint Concordio and it's still going, it's gonna take me all day!"

Lyra Heartstrings however kept moving, still hoping that the tickets’ line for the convention was, by some sort of miracle, going to be sorted out faster this year. She kept walking, looking around her, only to see closed bars and pubs on a side and the ludicrously long line of people in variosu costumes on the other one, which made her sigh.

"Please, please, please..." Lyra muttered, turning around on a street corner and walking a few more meters, until she saw an interruption in the queue to the tickets. Lyra rose her right first to the air and cheered.

"Finally!" She shrieked, as she ran to the line's end and joined the queue.

"It's all easier from there, I'm sure of it." Lyra muttered to herself, in the attempt to reassure herself. "I. Am. Sure. Of. It."

Lyra Heartstrings’ lower body was aching like nothing else, which made her wish she could bend over and hold her guts, instead of being forced to be upright due to the sheer compactness of the line of people.

She was biting her lower lip, trying her best to hold it in a little more.

"I'm just next to the old cigar factory where the ticket booths are," Lyra told to herself at a low voice, making a baby step forward in synchrony with the other people in line. "I'll have just to resist until I'm out, then I'll be able to use my diaper."

Lyra grinned and nodded to herself, sweating both due to the sheer effort needed and the heat generated by standing so closely knit with other people.

She felt a twinge of pain coming, which made her release a wet fart. Lyra blushed and bowed her head.

"N-no!" She muttered, strongly wishing that she hadn't been heard or smelt, even if it was doubtful, in such a tight space. "I have to-"

She was cut off by one of her farts, as she felt explode, her pain in the lower body transferring to her butthole. Lyra yelped, blushing beet red due to the mushy sensation mushed against her butt, not helped by the two guys behind her pushing her padded messy rear.

"Oh no!" Lyra exclaimed out loud, gaining the stares of all the people in the vicinity.

"Iolai, ma lo senti che olezzo?" The guy behind her declared, before pushing against her butt again, much to Lyra's displeasure. "Oh troiaio, ti sei caata addosso?!"

She did not understand his words, but she surely could understand the looks of disgust of some peple in the line.

"Ibbò! Vatte a cambià lesta lesta!" "Maremma maiala, vabbè che siam nerdi, però, o nàcchera, questa un' è maniera!" "Ae, ae, ae, la guagliona s'è ccacata in coppa a sè!"

Lyra Heartstring wished she coul up out of existence right there, right now, squeaking and blushing. Soon the crowd was dispersed, as a man wearing a yellow and red shirt came from the line's sides. Somehow managing to dispel the crowd, he went near Lyra and grabbed her hand.

"Alzate e vieni con me, così ti posso cambia'!"

Lyra got up and followed the man towards wherever he wanted to bring her, likely a chemical bathroom.

"When I'll go back home, nobody will believe me!" Lyra muttered to herself.

"Dè, Vittorio, hai fatto il video? Possiam diventà famosi con codesto!"

Deal by XXXX

Sweetie Belle nodded. She wasn't sure whether Pipsqueak was saying that to make her stay calm, or if he actually had any plan to get out of Silver Spoon's trap, but, in any case, she appreciated that.

Sweetie Belle, mustering all her forces, groaned sat up with a very loud crinkle, before moving her arms forward to hug Pipsqueak tightly. After a little squeal of surprise, Pipsqueak hugged Sweetie Belle back.

"Don't you worry, I have a deal with Silver Spoon," he said, undoing the hug slowly "We'll be out of here soon, my princess."

Sweetie Belle nodded and giggled weakly.

"I trust you on that, Pip."She said, blushing lightly. Pipsqueak then lifted Sweetie Belle up again, before bringing her next to the toy boxes. Once he was there, Button delicately put Sweetie Belle down on the floor and then opened up one of the toy chests.

"While we wait for her to come back here, shall we play for a little bit?" Pipsqueak said, pulling out some building blocks.

After a long time spent playing, Pipsqueak heard his stomach rumbling. He sighed and patted it lightly.

"Yeah. I'm hungry." He stated, as he got up with a crinkle. At the same time, Sweetie Belle's tummy did the same noise, causing her to squeak lightly and blush, in turn making Pipsqueak giggle. He patted her head lightly.

"I'm going to get something to munch on for you and me, okay?" He said "If you want anything in particular, just tell me."

"I'd like to have something... strawberry flavoured. I dunno what, just something with strawberry in it I guess." she said, after holding up her left index under her chin for a few seconds. Button Mash nodded and walked up to the baluster.

"Hey, Silver Spoon, get over there, we're hungry!" Pipsqueak said. Silver Spoon came about a minute later, protruded from the baluster.

"I will open the door and then I will bring you where you can choose your food." Silver Spoon said, before rushing out of sight again. Soon, the wall right in front of Pipsqueak slid open on the right, but, before he could even process it, he was pulled inside by Silver Spoon's hand.

He let out a groan of slight pain.

"Ouch! what was that for? Why are you in a hurry?" Button Mash said, as Silver spoon dragged him by his left hand in the corridor. Silver spoon chuckled evilly.

"I am going to livestream your loo training on Youtube," she said, as she kept dragging, even if Pipsqueak was now pulling in the opposite direction and trying to wiggle his way out "It was part of the deal, remember!"

"I don't remember that at all!" Pipsqueak said angrily "Let me go!"

"I hope you don't mind those slipsavers then!"

"I don't, who ever said I did mind them?" He asked, as a green room with a red potty in the dead middle awaited on the other side.

"Then you wouldn't mind if I were to show yours off?" She asked with an evil chuckle.

Confiscation by SuperPinkbrony12

For a while, Sonata Dusk’s useage of X-Ray goggles to spy on her classmates (particularly the guys) went unnoticed.

But eventually, Sonata became careless, and that lead to her getting caught.

It didn’t take long for complaints to start pouring in.

“I’m getting sick of Sonata spying on me every time I go into the bathroom,” Flash Sentry complained to Rarity “She has no respect for my privacy! And I’m pretty sure I heard her screams of pleasure on more than one occasion. That’s a sound I could very well do without!”

“It was bad enough when Caramel let you have his pair, so ya could help me with my potty trainin’,” Applejack added angrily “I don’t need that irritatin’ Sonata watchin’ me everytime I go to take a dump. I think I’ve finally got the hang of usin’ the bathroom, and I don’t need her watchin’ over me like a hawk!”

“She’s really gotten bad,” Sunset Shimmer said glumly “When Fluttershy had an accident in her pull-up, Sonata blurted it out to the whole class. If Pinkie Pie hadn’t taken Fluttershy away to get changed, and Rainbow Dash hadn’t been there to make the classmates think twice about sharing that information, I think Fluttershy would’ve died of embarrassment. It’s a miracle she’s still attending school.”

“And she made some very inappropriate remarks about Pipsqueak when she learned he was a crossdresser,” Pinkie Pie chimed in “It’s a good thing he has such a stiff upper lip, or he probably would’ve broken down. On top of that, it’s getting kind of hard to ignore how often she keeps looking at the guys with that creepy grin on her face.”

Rarity frowned upon hearing these complaints. “Don’t worry,” she promised her friends and fellow classmates “I’ll see to it that Sonata’s intrusion of others privacy stops right now!”

The following day, Rarity was not surprised to see Sonata Dusk hanging by the men’s bathroom after class was done for the day. And sure enough, Rarity could easily spot the pair of X-Ray goggles she had leant the reformed siren sticking out of her skirt’s pocket. The thick diaper underneath was hardly concealed by the skirt, but Sonata didn’t seem to care.

“Sonata! You have some nerve using those goggles for your own pleasure!” Rarity scolded, as she confiscated the pair from Sonata without hesitation.

“But Rarity, I was just trying to have some fun.” Sonata complained.

“There’s a difference between harmless fun, and invading the privacy of others,” Rarity said with a shake of her head “And you crossed that line quite a while ago. The only reason I wear these goggles, is because somebody here needs to keep an eye on the teen babies of this school.”

“But Rarity-” Sonata protested.

“No buts, Sonata!” Rarity scolded harshly “These goggles are going right back to the person who gave them to me, and I don’t think I’m going to be bringing these goggles to school until I know you’ve learned your lesson.”

Sonata pouted, she really didn’t want the fun to end, but there was nothing she could do. Then, an idea came to her head. “Hey, Rarity, haven’t you ever tried being a teen baby?” she asked.

“Why, no darling, I haven’t,” Rarity admitted “Though I admit, in light of ‘recent events’ I have become quite curious in trying it out. Although I have no intention of soiling myself like an actual baby.”

“Well, why don’t you try it out?” Sonata asked “I can lend you some of my spare supplies for now, and you can pay me back later on.”

“As long as you promise not to use those X-Ray goggles ever again, I shall take up your most generous offer.” Rarity agreed. Little did she know, that those words would change her way of life forever.

Tub by Eu Vou!

Sonata Dusk tried her hardest to look at the door at on her left side, to check who was opening the door. After what Sonata felt was an herculean effort to sit up and look, she saw Adagio Dazzle walking in wearing nothing y a leather bra and a red thong with several wads of bills rolled-up and wedged between the thong's strings and Adagio's hip.

"Another pole dancing success. I guess I could drop out of that 'High School' place and turns this in my main source of cash," she said with a chuckle, as she closed the door behind her.

"Um... what about my diapers and my medicines?" Sonata asked, her voice as feeble as her strength. Adagio slipt the wads away from his thighs and set them on the table next to the entrance for then count the cash she had earned.

"Oh, I forgot," Adagio said casually "I'll ask Aria to go fetch those as soon as she gets back."

Sonata whimpered. She had wet her diaper heavily in her sickly slumber and, to her knowledge, they were out of diapers, meaning that she was going to leak on the couch real soon. Also, the chest pains were absolutely of no help, and her head felt like an ironforge vat for melt scrap metal.

"Um... can't you please go out and buy some diapers for me? Maybe medicine too..." Sonata Dusk said in a whisper-like manner. Adagio chuckled loudly, as she walked towards Sonata and grabbed her right hand, before pulling her towards herself, making Sonata gasp loudly to the sudden surge of multiple numb pains in her chest and legs.

"Nah. I can give you the usual treatment Mother Dazzle used to give whenever a little siren got sick, however," Adagio said with a little chuckle, as she forced Sonata to stand on her legs, making her put the left arm on her shoulders. "Sure, we don't actually have hot springs here, but we have a replacement alright."

Sonata Dusk took baby steps, as she used her fellow siren as living cane for her aching body.

"What is it?"

"The bath tub," Adagio said, as she used her right hand to lower the handle and swing the door outwards. Sonata, too tired to think, simply nodded and let Adagio strip her naked, before begin helped into the empty bath tub.

"This should keep you warm and make you keep constantly sweating," Adagio said, as she turned the hot water tap counter-clockwise, causing a small stream of cold water go out of the spigot onto Sonata's knees. she shivered at the sensation and rattled her teeth, feeling worse than previously.

"Oh, c'mon!" Adagio said with a dramatic gesture "It's just a little cold water, it'll heat up really quickly!"

And, as soon as those words flied away from Adagio's lips, the water immediately heated up, making sonata sigh of relief and slow down her shivers. Meanwhile, Adagio rotated the tap even further, turning the trickle in a fast and steady stream of hot water, which soon enough filled up enough to cover Sonata up to her shoulders.

Sonata Dusk let out a deep sigh of relief, as she felt herself sweat pleasantly. Adagio closed the tap, before throwing a rubber seahorse in thee water with a little splash.

"Keep it as company, while I go fetch the bicarbonate." Adagio said, as she left the bathroom. Sonata took the rubber seahorse with her left hand, making it splash around a little bit, smiling weakly as she played around with the bath toy.

Soon Adagio returned with a tin can with a purple plastic cap, which she pulled off and threw on the floor, before starting to pour the white chalky powder into the water, making it take a slight grey tinge as it dissolved. Adagio put the cap back on.

"There, my job here is done," she said, leaving the room with the can "Time to go call up Aria."

Sonata, after glancing at Adagio's action, went back to play.

When she grew bored of it, she let the bath toy go and closed her eyes and reclined her head, soon falling asleep...

Sonata Dusk fluttered her eyes open. Her headache was mostly gone now and her nose had stopped begin rummy, which she could tell due to the strong stench of pee and methane she felt in the air. Fluttering her eyes open, Sonata looked at the water she was it, seeing it had been quite yellowed, since she fallen asleep.

But, worst of all, there were a couple of turds floating around in the water, like logs i the sea.

"What do you mean by 'I forgot Sonata in the bath', Aria? And why did you buy diapers for premature babies? Why won’t you listen to me?" Sonata heard Adagio shout from outside.

Paedopornography by Daxn

Fluttershy sighed, as she typed on her laptop a message for one of her many "little ones" she had taken up during the course of her three years as an online Teen and Adult Baby caretaker. She didn't like to think about the message that was going to follow, or anything that brought her to write it up, but she had to, at least as an attempt to give peace to her soul, and make her decide whether risk it or not.

"Hello there, Noey, my cute little baby girl." Fluttershy had written and sent "I have a very important question for you."

Soon after, there was a sound of a water drop hitting water, as a new message appeared right under hers.

"Hewwo Flut-flut! Hugs mommy. Wat is it?"

Fluttershy sighed, as she quickly typed up the fatal question.

"Hugs back. Well, it's about those photos where you show off your poofy tushy and generally act cute," Fluttershy said, feeling her heart clench a little as she typed that "I've just realized that they could fall under 'paedopornography' since you're not of age yet. If they were to arrest me for those, would you defend me in court? Or would you ditch me because I had stored them up?"

There was a brief radio silence, during which Fluttershy bowed her head and waited for her little one's response. Fluttershy was ready to cancel those pictures, if Noi wasn't fine with her storing the photos in her laptop, and, hadn't it been for the fact that she had an emotional connection with those photos, she would have deleted them already. Fluttershy just hoped that, in all, nothing bad as going to happen for the ownership of the pictures of Noi wearing a diaper.

The drop sound came again. Fluttershy rose her head up.

"Oh, don't you worry. I chose to send them to you. I'll just tell them the truth, that you didn't force me to, but asked kindly, and that I had done that on my own accord after the first time," Noi had written "I know that you sometimes rp kinky stuffs with children, even with me, but I also know that you would never touch a child that way irl. So, go ahead, keep those photos. I'll defend you."

Fluttershy let out a sigh of relief and smiled, as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Thank you." she just wrote back "Thank you so much, Noi."

Biroldo by SuperPinkbrony12

For the next several days, Nurse Redheart could do nothing but lay in the foal ward like a sick little foal, while her body battled the dreaded influenza that she had contracted.

Some of her fellow nurses, such as Tenderheart, took the opportunity to treat Redheart as if she were an actual foal. This was ironic, because Redheart often viewed herself as the most mature and responsible nurse on the entire staff. Yet, despite her age and seniority, she had been reduced to a helpless little foal that couldn’t even use the bathroom without adult supervision.

It didn’t help that influenza being influenza meant that Nurse Redheart sometimes found her control of her bodily functions weakened, and being changed by a fellow nurse was quite embarrassing.

But just when Redheart thought it couldn’t get any worse, she was forced to endure a visit from the one pony she had hoped never to encounter. Her boss, Deep Injection.

Deep Injection had transferred to Ponyville from overseas after years of studying the medical practices of other countries. The knowledge he brought home, was leading to a revolution in Equestrian medical practice and health care, particularly in the form of “Bedside Manner”.

Unfortunately, though his Equestrian was getting better by the day, he still spoke in a thick accent that Nurse Redheart found incredibly annoying to listen to.

And yet, here she was, having to endure a lecture from Deep Injection about her decision to come work even while suffering from the symptoms of influenza.

“You are lucky you did not collapse while tending to a patient,” Deep Injection scolded “Were you not the most experienced nurse on the staff, your deliberate ignorance in regards to your illness would’ve been grounds for dismissal!”

“Please, don’t lecture me, I’m in no mood for your scoldings!” Nurse Redheart pleaded, as she drank some hot soup from a bowl. Her illness had left her voice sounding noticeably raspy, to the point where just talking felt like a strain.

“I know you are suffering, but you need to understand how much your actions could’ve cost us!” Deep Injection said angrily “You could’ve gotten the doctors and other nurses infected, or even infected some of the patients! Do you have any idea how badly that would’ve looked?!”

“But I couldn’t just take a day off work, the hospital needed me!” Nurse Redheart insisted.

Deep Injection only shook his head “We could’ve managed just fine, while you stayed at home and recovered! Now, are you nothing but a sick little filly, and the hospital staff has to take time out of their busy lives to come and tend to you! The next time you come to work in a sick or weakened condition, I may not be so kind to you, you biroldo!” And with that, Deep Injection walked over to a nearby cabinet, pulled out a bottle of sickly green colored liquid, and poured a small amount of it onto a metal spoon “Now, take your medicine like a good little filly, and maybe I’ll see about promoting you to pull-ups. Unless you’d like to stay in your diapers for as long as you remain here.”

Launcher by anon

Lunar Gadget was having one of those days.

Those days where nothing goes right. Those days where you wake up late for the test; drink far too much coffee and eat too much bran muffins; accidentally fill the launcher with chlorine and ammonia and then try to shoot muffins with the aforementioned launcher, before getting to blow up and make a huge crater in the point she was standing in.

She saw now in bed, her skin blistering painful for the poisonous and irritating exhaustion gas of the launcher, and with her lower parts snugly covered by a plain white diaper gently offered by Cinnamon Swirls, due to the likely nerve damage sustained.

"Well, looks like the 'only adult in the base' is back in diapers too," Cinnamon Swirls said, as she washed out the blisters on Lunar Gadget's skin, causing her to wince at each passage.

"That's not funny and you know perfectly well why!" Luna Gadget complained, causing Cinnamon Swirls to briefly drop down the rag soaked in water on the floor. Cinnamon Swirls grabbed the rag once more and walked out.

"Be right back, washing the rag." She said, walking out of the room rapidly.

Luna Gadget stared at her diaper and her blisters. She sighed, as she resisted the temptation to scratch the blisters off her skin.

"At least I live on." She muttered to herself "But Celestia damnit if those don't hurt like anything else in the entire world!"

Stress by SuperPinkbrony12

With the end of the Friendship Games, life for Twilight Sparkle (often nicknamed Midnight Sparkle by her new friends to avoid confusion with another Twilight Sparkle) became a lot busier.

Principal Cinch ultimately followed through on her threat to shut down Twilight’s application to the Everton study program. Thankfully, it was the last act she performed before being fired from her position at Crystal Prep (the school board had received a flood of complaints from students about the unjust demands she was placing on them).

With Dean Cadence the acting principal until a suitable successor could be found, Twilight’s chances to return to Everton looked bright.

But that required Twilight to resubmit all of her paperwork to Everton, a process that, when coupled with the pressures of homework at Canterlot High, produced some rather unexpected results for Twilight.

Twilight was curious as to why she had been called into Vice Principal Luna’s office. She suspected it had something to do with how familiar Luna and Cadence were.

“Hello, Twilight. Please come in.” Vice Principal Luna instructed, as the door to her office opened with a familiar creek.

“Vice Principal Luna, why did you want to me so shortly after class?” Twilight asked, as she sat down in a chair provided for her “I have somewhere I really need to be right now. It’s really important!”

Luna just smiled and said to Twilight “I’m well aware of that fact, but there is something that we need to discuss. It has to do with a particular ‘issue’ that developed during Mrs. Fleur de Lis’’ sixth hour economics class.”

Twilight gulped, and tried her best not to look nervous. “What do you mean? Does it have to do with me correcting one of her husband’s  theories, based on my knowledge? I was only trying to explain why his theory was not completely accurate. I didn’t mean to question her credibility as a teacher.”

“Fleur de Lis took the issue in stride, Twilight. That is not what I called you here to discuss,” Luna said seriously “The problem I wanted to discuss is something more ‘confidential’. I did not want to discuss in public, for fear of what might happen.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t have any kind of problem!” Twilight protested, only for her bladder to prove her wrong by releasing with a loud hiss, as well as her bowels emptying with a muffled crackiling noise.

“It seems it has happened again,” Luna said with a sigh “This sort of thing is quite common among students, especially female students. It’s known as Stress Incontinence, or Stress Induced Incontinence.”

“S-Stress I-Incontinence?” Twilight stuttered, as her panties began to sag.

Luna smiled “Yes, and that is exactly what you’ve been suffering from. Fleur  told me about the accident you suffered in your chair towards the end of class. She and Temporary Principal Cadence asked me to speak to you about this issue, before you suffered another accident,” she then shook her head “It seems I was not in time, unfortunately.”

“Can this be cured?” Twilight asked. She had done a little bit of studying on the human body, but she had never really looked into the subject of continence and incontinence. She had not considered it worth her time.

“In time, it can,” Luna smiled “With the right amount of physical training, and adjusting of diet, the incontinence can go away. But in the meantime, we must take steps to prevent any further accidents from leaking, or soiling, onto the chairs. And that means, we must get you some ‘protection’.”

“‘Protection’?” Twilight gulped “Does that mean, what I think it means?”

“Indeed it does,” Luna said with a motherly smile, and locked the door to her office and closed the blinds on the windows “Please, lay down on the ground so that I can change you. Don’t worry, I have plenty of experience doing this with other students at the daycare, including one who is actually incontinent.”

Twilight did as she was told, and that was when Luna pulled out a thick white diaper, as well as the appropriate changing supplies.

Vice Principal Luna proved to be extremely experienced when it came to diapers. In no time at all, she was able to take off Twilight’s skirt and remove her soaked panties. With no effort at all, she slid the diaper underneath the teenage girl, and used some wet wipes to clean her up before the diaper was secured. After that, it only took a few seconds for Luna to apply an adequate amount of baby powder and baby oil, and then throw the soiled panties away.

Twilight blushed, as Luna helped her to stand, and put her skirt back on. Twilight noticed that said article of clothing barely covered up her diaper. “Am I going to have to actually wear this to my classes?” she asked.

“Yes, you must. At least until you can control your bodily functions as well as you used to be able to,” Luna explained “In the meantime, maybe you would like to take part in the daycare that I run?”

Lucca by SuperPinkbrony12

“Phew, Lyra, just what did you eat?” Bon Bon exclaimed, as she recoiled at the awful stench of Lyra’s soiled diaper.

“I guess Italian food really doesn’t agree with my stomach,” Lyra chuckled nervously “Sorry about the smell. Probably should’ve said something about that earlier.”

“You’re lucky you’re so adorable that I can’t stay mad at you, or you’d be sleeping on the couch tonight,” Bon Bon said seriously, as she dropped the diaper into a plastic bag for disposal later “Now, let’s get the little baby into a fresh diapee.”

Despite the fact that this wasn’t the first Bon Bon had changed her diaper, Lyra couldn’t help but blush, as the wet wipes made contact with her skin, wiping away her mess.

Bon Bon proved to be very skillful, and in only a matter of seconds, she had changed her girlfriend into a clean diaper. The two girls breathing in the welcome and refreshing scent of baby powder.

“Thanks for cleaning me up, Bon Bon. I thought I was going to die of embarrassment when I soiled myself in front of all those nerds,” Lyra smiled “I’m so glad your cousin found me, when he did.”

“Indeed you are.” Bon Bon replied, and went to wash her hands.

“Say, do you think you could let him accompany me back to the convention?” Lyra asked “I don’t know if they’ll let me back after my accident. Although, I could use that to my advantage to cut in line.”

“Lyra, you are not line jumping by pretending to have a dirty diaper,” Bon Bon shook her head “It would never work.”

“It was worth a shot.” Lyra sighed, as she reluctantly accepted the reality of having to wait in that long line again.

“There is some good news though,” Bon Bon explained with a smile “I sent Lode out to hold your place. As long as you promise to not have any more accidents, you can get back in line where you were originally. It’s one of the benefits of having a convention in Lucca. They’re pretty lenient when it comes to letting others hold your spot.”

“Don’t worry, Bonnie, I’m not going to mess myself. I’ll remember my potty training.” Lyra promised, and made a mental note to avoid eating Italian food if she knew she was going to be standing in a long line for over an hour.

Pox by XXXX

Diamond Tiara usually hated to get injections, due to their extremly painful nature and their seemingly arbitrary usage on unarmed young ponies. But, this time, Diamond tiara was glad that she had gotten a shot before she could catch the Soil Pox.

Oh, if she was glad.

An epidemic had started and, since most parents had decided to opt out of the vaccine due to concerns with substances allegedly causing autism, many colts and fillies had caught the Pox, resulting in major demand for home nurses.

As a way to earn some cash and (as secondary objective) do good at the same time, Diamond Tiara- with her father's blessing- had decided to become a nurse-for-hire for the duration of the epidemic. However, in order to properly care for ponies, she had to learn a few basics from the professionals.

Reason for why she was currently going aroudn the hospital wearing a nurse cap plus white coat and listening to her aunt Nurse Tenderheart.

"It's lovely to see that you've taken interest in your poor, old auntie's job, despite the place in the sun your cutie makr assures," Nurse Tenderheart said and Diamond Tiara nodded.

"Yeah. I just wanted to be helpful, during this epidemic," the filly said. And also save money for Lois Fleas' Major Morgante. She thougth.

"Oh, that is really nice for you!" Nurse Tenderheart said, as she made a sharp turn into the Pouliatrics ward "If that is so, I'll show you how to tend to ponies with this really nasty disaease!"

Diamond Tiara nodded again at her aunt's statment. DIamond coudl already hear the bits fall into her elegant white porcelain money box, as she stepped inside the first hospital room.

The first thing Diamond tiara noticed about the new ambiance was the sudden olfactory shift. Her nostrils, after getting used to the stinging but tolerable smell of disinfectant and medicines, were not begin hit by smells best described as ammonia, sweat and methane, and this made Diamodn Tiara gag a little and recoil with her nose scrunched up. The second thign she noticed was the disapperance of the light green and white colour scheme of the walls, in favour of orange and purple plus some white geometrical decorations. The last thing that hit Diamond Tiara was how the beds of the bedridden foals were quite messy all over.

"First thing first, since catheters are too truamatizing for little foals, always ask if they have used their diapers," Nurse Tenderheart, as she moved towards a brown colt with blonde curly mane and lowered her head ro face him.

"Are you wet or dry, sweetheart?" she asked with a sickengly sweet voice, to which the coult pouted and shrieked "I dry!"

Nurse Tenderheart nonchalanty touched the front of his diaper, making it crinkle.

"And then you should check their diapers' state anyways, just to be sure." Nurse Tedheart said with her head turned towards Diamond tiara, who gulped and nodded while she was forcing a grin on her face.

"C'mon, try it on this little filly over there!" Nurse enderheart said, while pointign towards a white filly a ltitle yougner than Diamond Tiara with lilac stright mane, who had been playing with a cloth dool up until Nurse Tenderheart had pointed at her.

"My name is Flowery Langauge, not 'that little filly over there'!" she said, as she corssed her hooves and pouted.

Diamond Tiara groaned, as she remembered just how well she had treated the nurses, back when she underwent surgery for solve her self-inflicted urinary incontinence and conspitation all in one, and she was younger than that filly at the time. The thought of deal with a filly as bratty as her former image wasn't an exactly exhilarating prospect for Diamodn Tiara, but she still walked forward.

"And who are you, and why are you dressed like a nurse?" Flowery said with a frown of disgust.

"I am a trainee nurse." Diamond tiara stated dryly "Just tell me if you've peed yourself or not." Flowery Language got up to sit up with a loud squish, her diaper visibly soaked.

"I'm not wet!" She  declared arrogantly, despite her diaper's evidence, which made Diamond tiara answer her usual way.

"Your diaper begs to differ, so, c'mon, lie down and lemme change you." Diamond Tiara said, as she quickly jumped onto the bed to grab the diaper's tapes, which caused Flowery Language to squeal and flail her front hooves around, in turn making Nurse Tenderheart hurry up there.

"Lemme go!" Flowery said, s Diamodn Tiara peeled away one tape and, while dodging Flowery's kicks, tried to do the same with the other one.

"That isn't the way to do that, honey..." Nurse Tenderheart said, as she gently mvoed Diamodn Tiara away "You should do it slowly and carefully."

And, with that, Tenderheart untaped Flowery's diaper completely, despite her protests and kicks.

"Wait me here, I'm goign to get wipes, powder and a fresh diaper," nurse Tenderheart delcared as she trotted away "I will shwo you how to properly clean her and your own filly bits properly too."

Diamond tiara blushed and cringed.

Curse my own greed. She thought.

Bullet by Diokno44

¨Are you sure this is a good idea guys?¨ Scootaloo asked, looking down at her friends. The orange Pegasus filly wore a reinforced crimson helmet, with a flexible visor. On her flanks, a thick, inflatable diaper was attached to their hips. She sat in the bucket of a mechromancy powered trebuchet. The steel and wood in harmony.

Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and the newest member of the CMC, an Earth Pony filly by the name of Tinker Construct, stood nearby. Tinker was a gifted engineer, and had asked the CMC to volunteer, as a living bullet of sorts. Scootaloo, ever daring, the adopted daughter of Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, had heartily accepted. Tinker smiled, her grey coat spattered with oil. ¨Don’t worry, if all goes well, your diaper should inflate and act as a parachute.” She placed her hoof on the lever. ¨Ready?¨

¨Y-yeah, of course!¨ Scootaloo shakily grinned. She steeled her nerves, as the lever was pulled. The trebuchet fired its living bullet, as Scootaloo soared through the air. Her wings, which were being trained to be stronger, flapped against the wind. ¨WHOO!” Scootaloo yelled, grinning. The diaper slowly began to expand, and when she began to descened, the padded parachute slowly lowered her to the ground.

She turned to her friends, who had followed her. ¨Letś go again!” She smiled, leaning against a tree, her diaper squishing.

Tinker grinned, her eyes glowing, ¨Time to test my diaper changing machine!¨ She rubbed her hooves.

Moon by SuperPinkbrony12

For Princess Luna, being banished to the moon for 1,000 years was one of the worst things that had ever happened to her in her entire life. And that was saying alot considering how long she had been around.

There were a lot of reasons why Luna hated being banished to the moon. The most obvious was that she had no friends, and nopony to talk to but her own shadow, which did nothing to help her feelings of insecurity.

But what really made being banished to the moon for such a long period of time so horrible, was what happened to Luna’s body when she finally returned to Equestria.

“Why must we wear these hideous under garments? We are not some little foal that needs adult supervision!” Princess Luna complained, as she currently lay upon the padded surface of the changing table in her bedroom. Her wet and messy diaper squishing uncomfortably against her rump, as she waited for her big sister to change her.

It turned out, that being stuck on the moon for so long had caused Luna’s body to adjust to the lower gravity there. And when she returned after 1,000 years, the change in gravity from the moon to Equestria resulted in parts of Luna’s body no longer working properly. One of them, was her ability to control her bodily functions, much to the Princess of the Night’s embarrassment and displeasure.

“Luna, we’ve been over this a hundred times already,” Princess Celestia said with a sigh, as she used her magic to pull down her little sister’s used diaper. It had been a long time since she’d had to do this, but she just didn’t feel like trusting the care of Luna to the royal guards. She knew how much they liked to trade secrets about the princess, including Celestia’s not so secret love, or rather, addiction for cake “You need to wear these, so you don’t have an accident in front of our subjects. Until your body fully readjusts to Equestria’s gravity, you need protection.”

“We do not need protection, we are the Princess of the Night!” Princess Luna bellowed in her royal Canterlot voice “We have no such problem, we just need to make some adjustments to our lifestyle, that is all!”

“You say that, but you and I both know the truth,” Princess Celestia sighed again, as she tossed the used diaper into a diaper pail, and retrieved some wet wipes and foal powder “Now, hold still. I don’t need you to get a rash.”

“Sister, we can change ourselves! We do not require your services!” Luna shouted defiantly “Stop treating us like we’re still a little foal!”

Princess Celestia couldn’t help but chuckle “Considering the way you reacted to our subjects not appreciating your night, I would say you’re already quite like a foal. You didn’t have to throw a temper tantrum and threaten to plunge Equestria into eternal night just to make a point.”

“We told you already, sister, it was not our doing,” Princess Luna protested, as she wiped and powdered “It was those vile nightmare creatures. They lied to us, promising us respect and love.”

“And yet you chose to believe them,” Princess Celestia said with a shake of her head “You have no idea how much it tortured me to have to banish my own sister.In my years of reign, a number of them were done in a....less than mentally healthy state.”

Princess Luna was surprised “Sister, we had no idea thou were in such great pain. When the creatures of nightmares showed us the world of Equestria, it seemed like you and everyone else had forgotten and moved on. We did not want to believe we were forgotten so easily, yet it seemed like such was the case. Why did thee see fit to not tell us when we first returned?”

“I tried to reason with you, Luna, but you were not in control,” Princess Celestia said seriously “A fact I kind of clued into when Nightmare Moon had to take a bathroom break after defeating me. I suspected it was you fighting against her influence, in more one ways than one it would seem.”

“Arst thou trying to imply that Nightmare Moon took away our self control as a punishment for not helping her?!” Princess Luna asked furiously “Because if so, should we ever meet Nightmare Moon again, she shall endure a pain far worse than anything seen in even the gates of Tartarus!”

“It was just a joke, Luna,” Princess Celestia chuckled “You really should lighten up and look on the bright side.”

“And what would that ‘bright side’ be oh dear sister?” Princess Luna asked sarcastically, as a new diaper was taped to her rump.

“There are many children in Equestria who have a problem similar to what you’re going through now,” Princess Celestia explained “If you were to model for one of the diaper companies, it could go a long way towards improving your image. Who knows, they might even name a brand of their products after you.”

“Model for a diaper company, arst thou insane?!” Princess Luna bellowed at the top of her lungs “Such a move would make us the laughing stock of our royal subjects for decades, perhaps even generations. And all because we were stuck on the moon for 1,000 years!”

“It was just a suggestion, Luna, you don’t have to take it,” Princess Celestia said calmly, as Princess Luna climbed down from her changing table “Though I think you’d look pretty cute. It’s your decision whether or not you want to take up the offer, but I think if you supported them, they’d be willing to help you with your problem. I can’t keep buying diapers for you without the general public becoming suspicious of something. But for right now, I need to dispose of your dirty diapers, before they stink up this castle.”

“We do not stink! It is you who stinks!” Princess Luna complained, pouting, even though she knew that was a lie.

“Luna, if you’re going to keep acting like a foal all the time, then you’re going to end up getting treated like one,” Princess Celestia threatened “And believe me, sister, I rarely  lie.”

Luna gulped, feeling a few droplets dampen her new diaper.

Arrest by SuperPinkbrony12

Shining Armor was quite surprised when Twilight unexpectedly returned from her sewer trip early, but was relieved when his mom didn’t believe it was because of him that his little sister had been flushed down the toilet to begin with.

He thought he was in the clear, and vowed to never again think about his little sister in the way he had thought earlier.

But it did not take long for his conscience to start feeling guilty, and begin to torture him until he would break down and confess.

“Shiny, Mommy don’t believe you lied to me about magic whirlpool,” Twilight said angrily, as Shining Armor changed her diaper “Why you lie and send me down the potty? It not fun at all!”

“Twily, I thought we agreed not to speak about that!” Shining Armor replied, as he tried to focus his mind on other tasks.

“You tell Mommy, or I tell Daddy, and he always believe me,” Twilight threatened “He have royal guard come and arrest you. You testify before Celestia.”

“You’re joking, no one would ever believe you.” Shining Armor said seriously, only to gasp in horror as he saw his little sister suddenly become not so little.

“Tell! Or you see how fun it is to be lied to!” Twilight vowed, as Shining Armor found himself shrinking down to Twilight’s size, and being seized in her magic.

“Never!” Shining Armor vowed, even as he was dragged to what seemed to be a rather large toilet.

“Last chance to confess, unless you want to be flushed like poo poo!” Twilight threatened, standing next to the toilet handle, while a shrunken Shining Armor bobbed up and down in the toilet bowl.

“Alright! Alright! I’ll confess, I’ll confess!” Shining Armor pleaded “I’ll tell the truth, just please spare me!”

“Sorry, Shiny, I lie about not flushing you. You go bye bye.” Twilight teased, and with a giggle forced the handle down.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Shining Armor shouted, and woke up in his bed in a cold sweat.

He realized at once what the nightmare meant. “I have to tell Mom and face the consequences,” he realized “Or else I’ll never get a good night’s sleep for as long as I live.”

Pajamas by XXXX

Appiano had prepared himself for anything when he accepted to follow the two Twilights into Equestria, as an attempt to both woo the aristocrat-born scientist by begin her protector in case of danger, and to see what lied beyond the portal, to maybe report to his powerful distant cousin.

He had prepared himself to use musket and sword against a wild beast. He had prepared himself to be subject of interest by many ponies, in case of reveal of his true identity. He had even accounted for the possibility that his sexual desires might have overpowered him at some point while her world's Twilight was still unsure about giving him a chance, forcing Appiano to resort to mercenary love.

One thing that Appiano didn't account for was for the portal to turn him into a baby unicorn pony in a specially-outfitted armour and miniature weapons. On top of that, he was apparently the counterpart of a foal that had been born just three months prior by another pony, called Princess Cadence.

"See the bright side, Appiano," The pony Twilight said, as she unlocked the steel plate hatch of Appiano's onesie-armour. "At least you don't have to worry about begin creepy whenever you look out for boobs."

"Dè, but I can't mount anyone either," Appiano said with annoyance and a little fluster, as Twilight removed his soggy diaper "Also, how am I supposed to get a piece of my Twilight, if I'm a baby?"

Twilight chuckled, as she threw the old diaper away, cleaned the area with a wet wipe and dropped a lot of baby powder onto Appiano's crotch.

"You can always try to ask her if she'd like to breastfeed you, if you really don't want to kep suckle with your counterpart on Caddy's teats," Twilight took a new light blue diaper and slid it under Appiano's butt, before taping it up. She winked at him. "Besides, that's not the kind of thoughts that a colt should have."

Appiano groaned, as he sat up and pulled onto his armour's sleeves.

"Dè, since we're already there, since it's late evening and since it has no use anyways, how about get this armour off me and make me instead wear something more comfortable?" Appiano asked. Without speaking a single word, Twilight loosened the straps that kept the armour around his torso and, after opening it like a seashell, she set it aside, revealing the yellow and red poofy clothing he wore underneath the armour and on his shoulders.

Twilight quickly unbuttoned it and pulled to ff Appiano, thusly leaving him just in his  light blue diaper. Twilight then walked away towards the door.

"Be right back, I'm going to get Cadence here, so that she can pick a pajama for you!" Twilight said cheerfully, as she left the room. Appiano groaned, as he got up and stretched his hooves on the table.

"I just hope she won't put me back into that stupid crystal hearts themed nightwear. Its itchiness was bad enough the first time around." he muttered to himself.

Lifeguard by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

Diamond Tiara really wanted to snicker at the situation that presented itself to her right now, but she couldn't for she had almost seen Death taking a swing with Scootaloo and brushing against her. In short, she had almost drowned and she had been saved only when the lifeguard woke up from his nap.

Now the orange filly was begin quickly transported away from the pool, as the crowd watched dumbfounded at Scootaloo laying on the stretcher and the paramedics carrying her away. Diamond tiara stared too, as Scootaloo was brought onto the ambulance.

Well... guess this is the end of the party then. She thought, as she then shook her head and walked away into her house and seek some food to much on, in the attempt to forget the sight she saw beforehand and change out of her somewhat wet diaper.

The stinging smell of sanitizers clashed strongly with the smell of manure that Scootaloo's diaper emanated right now.

"So, you're telling me that she is pretty much subnormal now?" Diamond tiara said with interest, as Scootaloo drooled while staring at the lemon yellow wall in front of her. Nurse Coldheart looked at Diamond tiara with a small frown.

"Oh, don't you say that. she's not 'sbu-normal,' she's 'suddenly special.' That's how the medical board advises us to call them, at least." She said to Diamond Tiara.

"Still, poor gal," Diamond tiara said, walking towards Scootaloo's bed and carefully moving the covers away, to reveal her overly-used diaper "To know that you used to be so much different, and yet being unable to be a great as you were once... guess that Scootaloo's glory days were really in her foal hood."

Scootaloo stared at her with empty eyes, drooling and babbling all the way.

And, with this, Diamond Tiara walked away, letting the nurse change Scootaloo's messy diaper.

Card by XXXX

Spoiled Rich's anger towards her daughter was unlimited right now, right there. If hasn't been so generous and so hateful of the possibility of getting her own daughter to dirty up her hooves in commoner businesses, she would've disowned her on the spot.

"Diamond Dazzle Tiara, explain this immediately!" Spoiled rich shouted as she ran into her daughter's bedroom. Diamond Tiara had jumped up high in the air, spitting otu herpurple pacifier and revealing that she was wearing a white onesie hiding a clearly wet and leaky diaper.

"W-what is it?" Diamond Tiara asked, as she hurriedly tried to snap the onesie's buttons off. Spoiler Rich froze, gritting her teeth, before letting out an extremely loud roar, one that made all of the paintings hanging in Diamond Tiara's bedroom fall off onto the floor.

"Why do you keep a gift card of a store that sells shit-catchers for adults and dummies?! Why are you wearing one of those things? And why the gift card seems to have been used very often?!" She roared again, causing Diamond tiara to recoil.

"Y-you told me that I could do whatever with my money..." Diamond Tiara said, smiling sheepishly, poop adding itself ot the diaper's load. "I mean, I don't see anything wrong with this, I'm not doing anything illegal... right?"

Spoiled rich screamed bloody murder, as she started to twirl around like a dervish and started to hit everything on her path, ranging from furniture to the bed, up and including Diamond Tiara, who found itself being constantly slapped for the next five minutes, 'till her mother passed out of fatigue.

Diamond Tiara rubbed her beaten-up cheeks and muzzle, which caused her muzzle to snap painfully and for a small trickle of blood to come out from her right nostril.

"Ouch!" she yelled out, as she kept holding her nose. "I shall be careful with my foal stuff next time around, or I might not see another dawn."

Compesation by SuperPinkbrony12

Nurse Tenderheart returned shortly with the changing supplies, which rested on a small tray that could be carted around the room. Resting next to the supplies was a pack of medical diapers, some of which had cartoon characters printed on them (but most were just plain white).

“Now, pay attention, Diamond Tiara,” Nurse Tenderheart instructed “You need to take great care when changing a diaper. If you do it incorrectly, you could leave the patient with a diaper rash, and those are very uncomfortable.”

“I know,” Diamond Tiara complained “Just show what I need to do, so I can take over and start helping the patients.” In her mind she was thinking to herself “Maybe I should’ve thought this through a bit. I’m going to be changing the diapers of fillies and colts. It’s going to be very nasty.”

But Diamond Tiara shook her head. She’d signed up to be a nurse-for-hire, and her father wouldn’t be too happy if she backed out now.

“Well, are you going to change me, or just stand there?” Flowery Language asked the two ponies standing beside her.

Diamond Tiara sighed, and grabbed a couple of wet wipes. “So, I just take these and use them to clean the patient’s coat?” she asked Nurse Tenderheart.

“Yes, but you need to do it carefully and properly, or you won’t completely clean up the mess.” Nurse Tenderheart explained, and proceeded to take the wet wipes, demonstrating how to wipe down a patient after they had used their diaper. She did her best not to go into too much detail.

“Now, take one of the diapers from the package, unfold it, and sprinkle in some foal powder,” Nurse Tenderheart instructed “Remember, you don’t want to overdo it on the powder, or there won’t be enough for everyone. But too little, and a rash will ensue.”

Diamond Tiara sprinkled a few puffs of the powder into the diaper she had grabbed, and gave the diaper to Nurse Tenderheart, who taped it to Flowery Language with minimal effort.

“And that is how it’s done,” Nurse Tenderheart said sweetly “Remember, as a nurse you need to focus on keeping the patient calm and relaxed. Don’t force your way too much, especially not at first. These poor colts and fillies are suffering enough as it is,” She then gave Diamond Tiara a pair of gloves, and a clothespin “Trust me, you’re going to need these if you want to survive tending to patients with the soil pox.” And she trotted off to tend to the other colts and fillies in need of diaper checks and changes.

“I hope there’s some sort of compensation for all of this,” Diamond Tiara thought unhappily to herself, as she slipped on the gloves and clothespin “And I pray to Celestia above that this epidemic fades quickly, for my sake. Perhaps now, parents will stop worrying about the faulty logic of vaccines causing autism, and actually get their children vaccinated!”

Taking a deep breath, Diamond Tiara mentally prepared herself for the messy tasks that would be required of her in the days and weeks to come.

Leniency by SuperPinkbrony12

Diamond Tiara was currently regretting not cleaning up after herself and allowing her mother to catch her in her foal supplies, including her favorite onesie.

It was bad enough when her mother hit her relentlessly for several minutes, leaving her beaten and with a broken muzzle.

But now, Spoiled Rich had gone to Filthy Rich and told him all about her discovery. When Filthy Rich learned of his daughter’s secret, he had only responded with “We will discuss this later!”, but the way with which he had said it made Diamond Tiara feel like she was going to be in for another beating.

Nervously, Diamond Tiara made her way into her father’s study, taking great to remove her onesie and diaper, and store they away out of sight beforehoof. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to take the chance of letting her mother burn all the foal supplies.

Slowly raising a hoof, Diamond Tiara knocked on the door of the study.

“Come in.” Filthy Rich said coldly, making Diamond Tiara wince slightly.

Diamond Tiara reluctantly did so, and upon entering the study, she saw her father sitting in his favorite chair by the fireplace, reading the daily news.

When Diamond Tiara appeared besides him, Filthy Rich slowly put down the newspaper, and looked his daughter in the eyes. “You know why I’ve called you here, right?” he asked Diamond Tiara.

“Y-yes.” Diamond Tiara stuttered, and gulped, mentally preparing herself for the verbal (and possibly physical) beatdown that was sure to come.

“I’m not goin’ to pretend I understand why you wish to dress up and act like a little foal,” Filthy Rich began, a glare forming in his eyes “Because I don’t! I can’t possibly understand why you, or anypony for that matter, would ever want to act like a baby! It’s not natural, and it certainly isn’t the sort of behavior I’d expect from somepony like you! This could very well affect your social standin’ if anypony were to see you like this!”

“But Daddy, I know a lot of ponies who visit this place!” Diamond Tiara pleaded “And a lot of them are just like me!”

“I don’t care if the whole town visits that foal supply store!” Filthy Rich snapped “A pony like you doesn’t belong with ponies who want to run around, suckin’ on pacifiers, and cryin’ like toddlers!”

“But you and Mommy said I could do whatever I wanted with my allowance,” Diamond Tiara replied, a few tears streaking down her face “It’s not like I was doing anything illegal.”

“Just because it’s not illegal doesn’t mean it’s right,” Filthy Rich scolded, and shook his head “I will not have you spendin’ my precious bits at that store! If you really want to go ahead and waste your life on those stupid things, you get a job and pay out of your own pocket for them! And don’t expect me or your mother, or even Randolph to change you if you decide to use your diapers around the household! You wanna use ‘em so badly, learn how to change ‘em yourself! And you better not go around public dressed the way you were when I caught you! Do I make myself clear?!”

“Yes Daddy.” Diamond Tiara said sadly. Despite the small amount of leniency contained in her father’s statement, she knew that he was furious. She suspected that it was only because Spoiled Rich had reacted so harshly, and beaten Diamond Tiara the way she had, that had kept him from insisting she give up on indulging in her newfound pastime.

“Despite what you might think, Diamond Tiara, I’m not mad with you,” Filthy Rich said softly “Disappointed, but not mad. I understand you’re going through a difficult point in your young life, and naturally you want to escape it by any means necessary. But I didn’t get to where I was by shirkin’ responsibility just because I couldn’t handle it. It’s fine if you want to blow off steam and unwind, but do it sparingly and not in public. If I find out you’ve disobeyed these instructions, I’m goin’ to have to side with your mother, and insist that you get rid of all your foal supplies. Understand?”

“Yes.” Diamond Tiara nodded slowly.

“Good,” Filthy Rich said with a smile, and gave Diamond Tiara the newspaper “Start searchin’ in there for job openings, and make sure to check around town. You’d better find a good payin’ job, because diapers aren’t cheap. And you’re not gettin’ anymore allowance. I may be showin’ you leniency, but I expect you to respect the conditions I’ve laid out.”

Slander by SuperPinkbrony12

For Trixie, as well as Pinkie Pie, the rest of the school day passed uneventfully for the teen babies. Well, as long as you didn’t count Trixie’s shock to discover that Pinkie Pie had been a teen baby since before The Battle of The Bands. Apparently, what started out as bed wetting problems due to stress, had led to Pinkie Pie discovering how much she enjoyed wearing and using diapers.

Trixie did have to admit it was a huge relief to know that she was no longer the only teen baby amongst her classmates. But she still opted to keep it secret as best she could, despite her messy accident a few weeks ago. One bad dream was enough, she didn’t want to suffer nightmares for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, when the school bell rang to signal the end of the day for students, Trixie and Pinkie Pie were in for a surprise they soon wished they could forget. For, as they made their way out to the school courtyard, their eyes beheld a sight they had never seen before.

A large crowd of students were gathering round the visiting crystal prep students Sunny Flare and Sour Sweet. Taking turns asking them questions such as “How did you manage to catch them on video?” and “Are there any other Canterlot High students like this?”

“What’s going on?” Trixie asked Pinkie Pie, when she saw the crowd and overhead the questions.

“I don’t know,” Pinkie Pie replied “But I get the feeling it’s not good.”

“Indeed it isn’t,” Sunset Shimmer said somberly, walking up to the two teen babies. She was one of the few people who knew about their secret, but had sworn to secrecy “Sunny Flare and Sour Sweet uploaded a video of you two getting changed in the hallways, and it’s gone viral. I tried to make them take it down, but they won’t listen. They say it’s a free country.”

“What?! How dare they!” Trixie fumed “They dare to mock The Great and Powerful Trixie?! They shall pay for their acts of slander!”

“Uh, it’s not really slander if we’re actually diaper wearers/teen babies,” Pinkie Pie said nervously to Trixie “Maybe we should just ignore them and take this to the school board?”

But Trixie was too upset and too angry to listen to reason, and before anyone could stop her, she marched straight up to Sunny Flare and Sour Sweet, dramatically stomping her feet with each step.

“Yes, you heard right ladies and gentlemen,” Sunny Flare said with a smile “This video proves that the secret to Canterlot High’s success isn’t through academic greatness or friendship as they claim. It’s because their students dress up like toddlers and skip bathroom breaks to learn more often.”

“And you can purchase a flash drive copy for just ten dollars,” Sour Sweet added, before she frowned “Seeing as you’ve all got nothing better to do with your lives.”

At that very moment, Trixie stormed right up to the Crystal Prep students and angrily snatched their phones “The Great and Powerful Trixie demands that you take down that video at once! You will not spread slander about Canterlot High on Trixie’s watch!” she shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Whoever says we’re claiming this as 100 percent fact, darling?” Sunny Flare asked with a fiendish smile.

“Trixie heard you two moments ago,” Trixie replied furiously, as she searched for the button to delete a video from its original channel “You clearly believed the lies you were telling about Canterlot High, which you obtained by invading the privacy of Trixie and one of her friends!”

“You know, Trixie has a point there,” Pinkie Pie realized “You girls recorded our changing session without permission! Don’t you know that’s an invasion of privacy?!”

“You’ve got such a problem with it?” Sour Sweet asked “Then take it up with the school board, I’m sure they’d love to hear all about this.”

“Just delete the video, and nobody gets hurt!” Trixie vowed.

“And what if we don’t feel like it?” Sunny Flare asked “What are you going to do about it?”

“You will learn the hard way, what happens when you cross paths with The Great and Powerful Trixie!” Trixie threatened “Delete that video now, or prepare to face Trixie’s wrath!”

While all this was going on, Pinkie Pie turned to Sunset Shimmer and whispered “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

“Agreed,” Sunset Shimmer nodded “I’ll go tell Vice Principal Luna what’s going on, she’ll hopefully be a bit more understanding of your and Trixie’s ‘secret’. You keep Trixie from doing something that’ll land us in hot water with Crystal Prep.” And with that, she was gone.

Pinkie Pie gulped, as she raced over to Trixie, and tried to drag her away “Trixie, we don’t have to let it end like this!” she insisted “Can’t we all just talk this out over a few cinnamon buns at Sugarcube Corner? That would be much better than picking a fight with Crystal Prep students, right?”

“Let Trixie go!” Trixie said furiously “Trixie needs to teach these two snobs a thing or two about violating others privacy! And she has just the thing to make them see sense!”

“Trixie, let’s think about this!” Pinkie Pie pleaded “If you throw that first punch, we’re likely to get suspended from school. Is that what you want?”

“No, I guess not.” Trixie realized. Her parents would surely ground her if she got suspended, possibly even spank her diapered butt a few times as punishment.

“Go ahead, listen to your diaper loving friend,” Sour Sweet taunted, then she frowned “It’s not like you can actually win in a fight against us.”

“THAT’S IT!” Trixie bellowed, freeing herself from Pinkie Pie’s grasp “You two are going down! One way, or another!”

But just as Trixie’s fist was about to make contact with Sunny Flare’s face, a commanding female voice shouted out “ALL OF YOU, STOP RIGHT NOW!” All four students gulped, as they turned around and saw who the source of the voice was.

Wololo by XXXX

Principal Cinch sighed, as she realized just how swamped she was going to be in the next few days, in the attempt to wash out the shame of Canterlot High's Incident. Aside from trying her best to bribe her way out of media coverage, Principal was also dealing with an overall drop of morale and discipline in her school, as result of her actions.

As result she had more often than not called students in her office several times over in the past few weeks, to the point it was getting grating for her.

"Your... sardonic 'humor,' if it can even be called that, isn't appreciated in my school, Lemon Zeist," Principal Cinch said, as she tried her favourite tactic to submit her students, the stiff circling walk around the seated offender. "I pray you know what to do now."

Lemon Zeist looked with a bored look at Principal Cinch, something that Cinch felt like an implicit act of defiance on its own.

"Whatever you say," Lemon Zeist said with a shrug. "I didn't do anything."

Principal Cinch clashed her teeth in anger, as she snapped her head towards Lemon Zeist.

"You, along with Sunny Flare, have occupied the intercom and transmitted fascist songs on it, claiming that was my favourite choice of music." Principal Cinch said with passion. "That is something indeed."

Lemon Zeist shrugged.

"Well, at least I didn't fake shock incontinence like Indigo Zap and most of the guys!" Lemon Zeist said, looking at her fingernails.

Principal Cinch recoiled a little.

"You're telling me that Indigo Zap and a rather long list of students have lied to me bold-faced and without an ounce of regret?" Principal Cinch said, clenching her first and biting her lower lip.

Lemon Zeist shrugged again as she crossed her legs.

"Well, actually, Indigo Zap has been diagnosed with minor Functional Incontinence, but it'snot  like she has to wear such big diapers, go without skirt 'for aeration' and all. The guys are mostly faking it, thought." Lemon Zeist stated.

Principal Cinch started to breathe heavily.

"Never, in my career, I have seen such attempts at fool me and mock my authority in such a massive scale. This requires an exemplar punishment!" She said, stomping her feet a couple of times, before turning to the door. "You're dismissed, Lemon Zeist. Technically you would have been barred from entering after school programs ever again. However, since I feel generous and since you have served me with sycophantry, I will commute it to double schoolwork."

That begin said, Lemon Zeist sighed and slowly walked out of the office's door. As soon as the student left her office, Principal Cinch fixed her tie, and walked out with large and fast steps towards the Physics lab, where she presumed most of them were at that hour.

She arrived at the black wooden door of the lab and rapidly lowered the handle before almost unhinging the door by opening it towards herself. Inside, Principal Cinch saw Upper Crust, wearing only the upper part of his uniform, with a diaper styled like one for toddlers on his hip, changing Indigo Zap's diaper on one of the large green formica tables.

Sour Sweet was at the window, clearly smoking something, her skirt lifted just enough to reveal that she was wearing a white diaper, while nearby Pettifogger slept on a pile of rucksacks and Wind Sower seemed to count some diapers kept underneath the sink. Spinozo, Hailstorm and other male students were just hanging about with only part of their uniform on.

Principal Cinch gnashed her teeth and glared at each and every student in the room. hen, she broke down her own anger.

"What is going on here? Who gave you the permission to do this? Why are you so blatantly breaking the dress code? And why, in the name that is holy and saint, are you wearing diapers in these premises?! This is an institute of higher education, not a Preschool!" Principal Cinch shouted, as she ran and went on to grab Indigo Zap by the ear.

Everyone in the room turned towards Principal Cinch with a surprised and scared faces, while Indigo Zap, with her diaper still not taped on her crotch, yelped and tried to give herself modesty with her right hand.

"Ow! I said I needed those!" Indigo Zap said, as Principal Cinch dragged her to the door.

"Your classmate Lemon Zeist told me that you, and each and every allegedly incontinent person in this school, is playing me dumb!" Principal Cinch said with a roar. "What is your excuse for this!?"

"It's simple." Window Sower said with smugness, as he helped Pettifogger to get up from hsi makeshift rucksack beds. "We've been healed!"

"With what?" Principal Cinch asked, bemused. "Incontinence doesn't usually heal..."

Window Sower grabbed a nearby broom from he handle and then started to wave it towards his classmates.

"Woloo, ayhooo! Wololo,ayhooo!  Wololo, ayhooo!" said, clearly stifling laughter. All of the sudden, the male students started to feel around their lower abdomen, until they grabbed their diapers' tape and yanked them off, flashing Principal Cinch.

"We don't need those anymore! thanks Window Sower!" They all shouted, before exploding in pure, unfiltered laughter. Meanwhile, Window Sower made the fig sign at a shocked and appalled Principal Cinch, who could only stare at the sight before her.

"Y-you..." Principal Cinch stuttered, as she tried to form a sentence that was adquate to the situation at hand, but failign to piece anythign together, as the students kept laughing at her.

Swap by SuperPinkbrony12

“Well, hello my little Appiano,” Cadence greeted with a motherly smile “I hope you had fun with your Auntie Twilight, because now you’re going to spend some quality time with your mommy. And we’re going to start, by picking out a pair of pajamas for you to take your nap in.”

Appiano wanted to speak up and protest Princess Cadence’s decision, but Twilight quickly gave him a mental cue that told him he shouldn’t open his mouth. Cadence didn’t know about the fact that her Appiano had been accidentally swapped out with the Appiano from the human world, due to an accident with the portal.

Sunset Shimmer and The Rainbooms [as well as a few of the Crystal Prep students that happened to be visiting at the time of the incident] were taking care of the baby Appiano as best they could, but Twilight estimated that it would take a couple of weeks for her to repair the portal and make everything right.

In the meantime, the regressed Appiano was to act as if he were truly Cadence’s foal, at least when she was present. Twilight hadn’t broken the news to her about the swap, and was currently debating how to best do so. Especially since her human world counterpart had disappeared soon after arriving in Equestria, and nopony had any clue as to where she was.

Appiano reluctantly stayed silent, as Cadence pulled out a dresser filled with all sorts of pajamas for her little foal. When word got out that the crystal couple was expecting their first child, no expense had been spared in ensuring the child would be raised in the utmost comfort.

“This looks like a good pair to try on,” Cadence smiled, as she brought out a midnight blue one piece sleeper that featured Star Swirl The Bearded, and his two most famous proteges, Clover The Clever and Princess Platinum. It was noticeable for including a hatch that could open and close with a zipper, for easy diaper changes “It’s got some of the founders of Equestria, and the almighty Star Swirl himself.” She wasted no time in laying Appiano on the changing table, and putting the pajamas on him.

Then, with minimal effort, Cadence lowered Appiano into his crib, and pulled the purple bed sheets up over him. “Sweet dreams, my little Appiano.” Cadence said softly, as she kissed him lightly on the cheek, and activated his mobile.

“Well, at least these pajamas aren’t itchy,” Appiano thought to himself, as he yawned “One thing’s for certain, I will have quite the tale to tell my friends. Assuming I ever return to my world.”

Mooning by anon

Principal Cinch sighed, as she finished to rubber stamp the punishments she had administered to the students that two days ago flashed her in the Physics Lab.

"In total, that act of indecent insubordination amounted to one police call, three expulsions and just as many persona non grata orders to the janitors. Then we have four barrings from after school school activities, plus two increases of schoolwork load, just one simple increase of load and, lastly, two warnings." She muttered to herself, signing up each stamped slot, before writing up the punished ones’ names up in her personal pink small notebook, one that had been nicknamed "The Death Note" and "Minos' Delight," and it also was rumored to have been bound with human skin. Rumors that PRincipal Cinch had never ever tried to disprove.

As soon as she finished, Principal Cinch heard a clanking sound. She turned her head around towards the source and she saw it came from the window.

After letting out a small sigh, Principal Cinch got up and walked towards it

"I feel this is yet another attempt from my students to insult me," she muttered to herself, as she unlocked the window and opened it outwards. "But it could also be something more benign."

She protruded her head outside onto the yard below and she saw around thirty non-potty trained Preschoolers- labeled as such thanks to the brown and yellow trousers and skirts of the uniform instead of the usual blue-purple- chattering while standing in rows thanks to Lemon Zest’s orders. Much to her surprise, she saw that, aside from Lemon, there was another student: his true name was Mastermind Theologian, but, after a rather nasty accident during a Physical Education class that reduced his left foot to pulp -which he refused to get treated with proper medical assistance until the end of that day- and forced him to wear a prosthesis, he had been nicknamed Tamerlane.

"Tamerlane, what are you doing down there?!" Principal Cinch said, letting herself slip, before quickly correcting herself with a strong shake of her head. "I mean, Master Theologian, what are you doing there with Lemon Zest and the Preschoolers? Aren't you supposed to be in History Class with Ernique Monblanch?"

Tamerlane limped about, his usual life-like prosthesis for his lost foot replaced by a much cruder stylization made of steel that loudly clanked on the stone pavement of the yard.

"I didn't feel like begin a good boy in the past three weeks, so I ditched the guy," he said with a snicker, before turning around with a few hops. "As for why I'm here with Lemon Zest..."

Tamerlane clapped four times, causing Lemon Zest to nod and then put her hands around her mouth.

"Everone! Pants and skirts off!" She shouted and, soon, like a group of little soldiers, the little non-potty trained kids kids turned their backs towards Principal Cinch's window, with the young boys lowering their trousers and the girls pulling up their skirts, revealing their diapers, a letter painted in black on each padded rear.

The diapers spelled out "You are a sad and unpleasant woman, Madam Cinch!"

Principal Cinch glared and pointed at Lemon Zest.

"You! Yes, you there! Get up here!" She shouted, while Tamerlane brushed his prosthesis on the ground, causing several very loud clanks and a few sparkles that made the Preschoolers scatter and run away. "And you come with her too, Mr. Iron Foot!"

Wrist by YZZY

To the students of Canterlot High, the teacher in charge of life management, Miss. Chrysalis, was somewhat engimatic.

She always talked about the importance of a love in a household, especially when it came to relationships and raising a child.

To that end, when the time came for the traditional child care assignment, Miss. Chrysalis opted to do something a little bit different.

On the day when the child care assignment began, the students of Miss. Chrysalis’ class were quite surprised at what greeted their eyes.

Instead of sacks of flour or cartons of eggs, boxes of diapers could be found scattered throughout the classroom. There were also a series of bags hanging on a coat rack in one corner of the room, holding clothes that looked like they were designed for teenage sized toddlers.

Just after the bell rang to announce the beginning of first period life management, Miss. Chrysalis strode into the room, a bulging bag slung over her right shoulder, and a bright green wrist watch on her left arm.

After setting the bag down next to her desk and taking roll call, Chrysalis spoke up and said to the students “I’m sure many of you have already noticed the mysterious items laying around my classroom. Rest assured, that you are not seeing things.”

The students all breathed a sigh of relief, before Rainbow Dash asked “So, what’s with the diapers anyway? You’re not actually going to make us wear them, are you.”

Chrysalis smiled and nodded “I am,” and she explained her logic “Far too many schools believe that the old flour sack or egg child accurately prepares students for the demands of a real child, and teaches them how to love and care for a child of their own. So, rather than used that horribly outdated system, I have decided to use a more efficient type of child.”

Fluttershy gulped “You can’t possibly mean-”

“I’m going to break you up into pairs, and each pair will consist of one parent and one baby,” Chrysalis spoke up “The baby shall be dressed up like one, and I expect you to act like one in my classroom and off school property. You will also be required to act like an infant at least once in each of your other classes.”

“You can’t be serious! You expect us to dress up and act like big babies?!” Applejack complained.

“Well, yes. Unless you would rather opt out of the assignment, and fail one third of the entire class,” Chrysalis threatened “This will last for the duration of this month, and midway through, we will switch it up. The baby will become the parent and vice versa. And I want to see how well each of you can take care of a child that will actually need attention at random intervals, not when it’s convenient for you. I’ve already sent notes to all of your teachers, and they know about the assignment. They will report back to me on your behavior, so I know none of you are cheating.”

“So, how are we going to be graded on this assignment?” Pinkie Pie asked “Especially the one who’s playing the baby?”

“The parent will be judged based on how well they take care of their baby,” Chrysalis explained “And the baby will be judged on how much they co-operate with the parent during diaper changes, feeding time, and nap and bedtime. If you want to get the best grade, you will not only have to be a good parent, but a good baby as well. I’ll be timing each of you on how long it takes you to diaper your baby the first time around, and how much you improve by the time your role as a parent is over. I hope all of you will show improvement.” And with that, Chrysalis began to write down the pairs on the blackboard, leaving space to write the time it took each parent to put a diaper on their baby. Hence, why she was wearing a wristwatch.

All of the students in Chrysalis’ classroom suddenly began to sweat drop. This was going to be the most difficult assignment they had ever done.

Fire by anon

"No, Appiano, don't do that!" Sunset shouted, as she grabbed Appiano by the neck of his shirt, making him babble something angrily. "Fire is dangerous!"

Mentally regressed Appiano glared at Sunset Shimmer, before pointing back at the fireplace where Lemon Zeist was cooking some chestnuts and Intestinal Beetle tested his strenght by lifting up and down several sacks of the aforementioned autmnal fruit.

"Look, it may look fun to touch burning coals, but it's not, it's really not, so, stick to me!" Sunset Shimmer scolded. Appiano, however, didn't hear any reasons and tried to wobbly walk his way back to the fireplace.

Sunset Shimmer sighed.

"Intestinal Beetle, could you please take him away?" Sunset said, as she poucned on Appiano to keep him still. "He doesn't seem to obey me at all and he's still too strong for me to deal with!"

Shaka dropped the sacks full of chestnuts onto the floor, before walking towards a struggling Sunset Shimmer.

"Sorry buddy, but you asked for it," He said, while Appiano sloppily punched the ait in the attempt to break free from Sunset's grasp. Sunset Shimmer let Appiano go and, beofre he could try to move any fruther, Shaka grabbed Appiano by his right ankle and lifted him, throwing him on the couch before pinning him down with his left hand.

Appiano whined and squirmed, as Shaka pulled down his trousers to reveal his diaper. The muscular guy then untaped the diaper of the alternate version of Appiano and started to violently swat his butt, causing.

He spanked Appiano ten times, and, by the end of it, he was crying loudly at his reddened and surely sore rump. Lemon Zest looked at him and cringed a little.

"Look, I know that he's bigger and stronger than your usual infant," she said, as she pulled the chestnuts-filled pan out of the fireplace and put it on the floor. "But was it really necessary to go all in?"

Sunset grinned and nodded at Lemon Zest's statment. "Yeah... that just feels cruel..."

"Well, we are supposed to keep him alive till our Appiano comes back, no matter the costs" Shaka said, as he taped the diaper back and pulled Appiano's trousers back up. "Besides, what's better, him dead in a fire or him alive with a spanked butt?"

"That'd be a false dilemma, Intestinal Beetle." Sunset Shimmer said, trying to not give in to the fear of an outburst of rage coming from Shaka/Intestinal Beetle. "I mean, you could've brought him in the guest room or something."

Intestinal Beetle shrugged and walked back to his lifting sacks. "I don't knwo what to tell ya, then. I just did what I thought I had to do."

Sunset Shimmer and Lemon Zest let out a sigh and rolled their eyes at the same time. Then Lemon Zest produced a light blue paciifer from her skirt's pocket.

"YOu can help yourself with the chestnuts, Sunset," Lemon said, as she popped the pacifier into Appiano's mouth, which made him stop to cry. "After all, we have plenty of 'em."

Sunset nodded, as she went on to grab one, steaming-hot, autmnal fruit.

Hopefully the poor baby won't be too traumatized.

Protest by SuperPinkbrony12

Principal Cinch was furious at the prank that had been pulled on her. This being the second in as many weeks only made her anger all the more pronounced, as she lashed out in great length at the ones responsible.

“Perhaps I have been too lenient in regards to discipline on these academic grounds,” Principal Cinch scowled, as Mastermind “Tamerlane” Theologian, Window Sower, Lemon Zest, and Indigo Zap exchanged nervous glances “There is no room for such immature and inappropriate behavior in my school!”

“Haven’t you heard the news?!” Window Sower spoke up “The school board’s going to kick you out! Dean Cadence is moving into your position, and you’re going to be fired!”

“Oh please, that rumor hardly scares me anymore,” Principal Cinch said with an evil laugh “We both know that’s a lie. And even if that were true, that’s not going to stop me from setting an example for her to follow. I will not allow this school to descend into lawlessness and anarchy on my watch. If you want to see what happens when a school doesn’t properly discipline its students, take a look at Canterlot High.”

“At least that school isn’t run by a heartless witch like you!” Tamerlane shouted in protest “And we’re being serious about Dean Cadence. If you try to do anything to us, she’ll undo it once she’s been instated. With her, we can truly become a better school, far removed from this boot camp that you run!”

Those words were enough to send Principal Cinch off the deep end, as steam literally began to spew from her ears, and her face turned bright red.

“I don’t think you should’ve said that.” Indigo Zap whispered to Tamerlane.

“We’re in it now.” Lemon Zest nodded, wishing Principal Cinch hadn’t confiscated her headphones, so that she could drown out what Principal Cinch was about to say.

Principal Cinch decided that as a punishment for their actions, Window Sower and Tamerlane were to be removed from their posts at once and never be allowed to return. As for Lemon Zest and Indigo Zap, they were suspended for the remainder of the school year.

But it turned out that all of Crystal Prep had finally become fed up with Principal Cinch, and so it was that a huge protest was organized and held at the school all day everyday, until Dean Cadence could take over as principal. Lemon Zest and Indigo Zap became martyrs to the protesters, and upon being freed from their suspension, they joined in without hesitation.

“Down with Cinch, we want Cadence! Down with Cinch, we want Cadence! Down with Cinch, we want Cadence!” the students of Crystal Prep chanted and shouted, as they marched around the school, carrying signs and waving flags.

With help from Sugarcoat, Lemon Zest was able to hijack the school’s intercom system, and broadcast the chants of the protest throughout the school halls. The noise was so loud and so constant, that the few teachers and students not supporting the protest found it impossible to concentrate on school work.

As a final act of defiance, all of the students were taking inspiration from Tamerlane’s prank. They wore diapers with black letters painted on them, and organized themselves into groups based on what the diapers spelled out. Whether it be “Miss Cinch. it’s time for you to go.” or “Cinch is a witch!”.

Principal Cinch could barely stand the noise, but nothing she tried could drown out the protests.

“Thanks for your help, Sugarcoat,” Lemon Zest said with a smile “It’s only a matter of time until she finally caves in.”

Sugarcoat smiled for a moment, then she frowned “You do realize that we will still likely be punished by Cadence for improper use of the intercom system, right?”

“We can worry about that when it happens,” Lemon Zest replied “Besides, it’s for a good cause. I’m sure she’ll understand.”

“Oh sure, why wouldn’t she?” Sour Sweet spoke up, before frowning “It’s not like she’ll still have to uphold some of the rules.”

“I just hope I don’t get detention for this,” Sunny Flare said nervously “And I still don’t see why we had to use diapers to illustrate our point.”

“Lemon Zest says Principal Cinch practically blew her stack when Tamerlane did it,” Indigo Zap explained “And from what I saw, she certainly looked furious.”

Principal Cinch frowned, and banged her head against her desk. “The entire school has turned against me! Dean Cadence will pay big time for this! As will those traitorous students! They think their little diaper signs are cute? Well, we’ll see how they feel after they get the same punishment as the non-potty trained preschoolers!”

Delivery by SuperPinkbrony12

“And then, suddenly, up from the depths came this headless monster!” Pinkie Pie narrated, making scary motions with her flashlight “He was getting closer, closer! The young girl knew she had to do something to stop him!”

“And what did she do?” Fluttershy asked nervously, although she wasn’t sure if she wanted to know the answer.

“She threw a rock at her of course!” Pinkie Pie declared. There was a long, drawn out, awkward pause from the other girls.

“Seriously? A rock? That’s it?” Rainbow Dash complained.

“What? It was a big rock, a really big one!” Pinkie Pie insisted. Her fellow Rainbooms/Teen Babies were not impressed.

“It’s funny really, I thought you were going in a completely different direction with that story,” Sunset Shimmer commented “Still, I guess the beginning was quite terrifying.”

“Tell me about it,” Applejack spoke up “That settin’ was enough to give me the willies.”

“Well, if you girls are ready, I’ve got a story that will REALLY scare the pants off you!” Rainbow Dash boasted.

“But we’re not wearing pants.” Rarity commented.

Rainbow Dash facepalmed “It was just an expression.”

Rarity chuckled, as did the other Rainbooms “I know, but I couldn’t resist the joke.”

Rainbow Dash sighed “We’ll see who’s laughing when I’m done with this story! You girls better hope there’s enough changing supplies to go round, because you’re all going to wet yourselves with fright by the time this story’s done.”

But before Rainbow Dash could begin to tell her terrifying tale, the doorbell rang.

“That must be the pizzas I ordered for our sleepover,” Sunset Shimmer realized “I thought they wouldn’t be here for a little while longer.”

“Well, somebody’s got to answer the door and get the pizzas,” Rarity commented “Even if we’re all dressed in these sleepers at the moment.”

The Rainbooms quickly decided that since Applejack’s Teen Baby sleeper was almost exactly the same as her regular sleeper, she was the best candidate to get the door and bring in the pizzas, without attracting too much attention.

Applejack opened the door to spot a man who looked like he was just out of high school, possibly a 2 year college student. He was holding three large sized boxes of pizza in his arms, and it was obvious he looked ready to drop them if he took so much as one more step.

“Delivery for a Miss. Sunset Shimmer,” the man said in a moderately high pitched voice, his wavy black hair almost blending in with the night sky above him “This is the correct address, right?”

“Yeah, it is,” Applejack replied, taking the pizza boxes away, and paying the delivery man the correct amount of money “First night on the job or somethin’?” she asked him.

“Not quite,” the man said nervously “I am new to the job, but this isn’t my first night. I’ve just never delivered to an address so far from the shop before. They usually let the veteran delivery guys handle it.”

“Well, thank ya for the pizzas, and keep the change,” Applejack said kindly “Take care.” And after the man went away, she locked the front door, and brought the pizza boxes to the table just outside Sunset Shimmer’s nursery.

“Pizza’s here!” Applejack called “Better hurry and grab a slice before I eat it all by myself!” Of course, she was only teasing.

But Sunset Shimmer decided that now was as good a time as any for her and her fellow Teen Babies to take a break to eat.

“Before we eat dinner, I think we should all check our diapers,” Sunset Shimmer suggested “I don’t want my first Teen Baby sleepover to be ruined by a diaper rash.”

One by one, each of the Rainbooms checked themselves, with Rainbow Dash taking the opportunity to finally pad up with one of Fluttershy’s spare diapers.

In the end, it was only Fluttershy who needed a change. She had slightly wet herself just before the first story, and her diaper was starting to get cold and clammy.

After the pizzas were devoured, the sleepover resumed. Each of the Rainbooms took turns telling scary stories, with Sunset Shimmer sharing a particularly scary one from her time in Equestria about the Legend of Nightmare Moon. Despite the fact that the story had a happy ending (thanks to Twilight informing Sunset Shimmer what became of the actual Nightmare Moon), all of her fellow Rainbooms were noticeably shaken.

“I don’t think I’ll ever hear a story scarier than that!” Applejack said nervously.

“Me either!” Rainbow Dash added, cuddling up next to her girlfriend for protection, who was every bit as shaken.

“Well, I did warn you all,” Sunset Shimmer chuckled “Celestia actually liked to scare me with it when I was her student. It worked really well that one time I got a bad case of the hiccups.”

“I never knew your former teacher had such an unusual sense of humor,” Rarity commented “Principal Celestia is always cheerful and upbeat, but she’s never resorted to pranks or jokes.”

The sleepover lasted well into the night, and the Teen Babies enjoyed themselves enormously. Even the series of diaper changes performed during the night weren’t enough to ruin the fun.

But eventually, Sunset Shimmer noticed it was getting late. So her friends all said goodbye, and each of them went back home. Some of them kept their sleepers on, while others changed out of them.

With a yawn, Sunset Shimmer retreated to her nursery and climbed into her crib. As she closed her eyes, the Teen Baby could feel the urgent need to visit the bathroom, but she brushed it off. “I’m too tired to use the bathroom, I’ll just use my diaper, and change myself when I wake up.” But just to be on the safe side, the Teen Baby decided to add a fresh coat of powder to her nether regions, to ward off the possibility of a diaper rash.

Then, Sunset Shimmer closed her eyes, and drifted off to a sound slumber. As she slept, her bladder released itself in her diaper.

Youtube by anon

Pipsqueak groaned in rage.

"Silver Spoon, do you think I'm completely retarded or something?" He said, slapping Silver Spoon's hand away. "If my face goes all over the Net I'm screwed, but if you show my slipsavers to your user base, what do they know about my real identity? And, I can alway train back home!"

Silver Spoon massaged her hit hand, smirking evilly.

"I've recorded you while you were in the nursery. They already know you quite thoroughly, so..." Silver Spoon winked, walking away a little bit to get out of the range of Pipsqueak's fists. "Besides, if you were able to train, why didn't you do it already?"

Pipsqueak glared at Silver Spoon, a vein getting bigger and bigger in his neck, as he pented up rage.

"Y-you... recorded me, and uploaded all of.... that, on Youtube, like it was no big deal?" Pipsqueak said, walking up to Silver Spoon, who slowly back away. "You didn't ask nor tell me anything! You..."

Silver Spoon jumped into the room with the red training potty and,with the pression of a nearby button, rapidly shut the door close. Not discouraged, Pipsqueak charged at the door shoulder-first, bouncing against it and creating a giant dent in the metal.

"I'm sorry, oh my dearest watchers, but my... 'baby' isn't being very cooperative right now," Pipsqueak could hear coming from behind the door. "I hope you'll be understanding and give me some additional minutes to deal with this."

Pipsqueak, after massaging his shoulder a bit, threw a punch on the door.

"No! I won't ever cooperate!" He shouted, as he threw another punch, bending the metal door some more, before throwing yet another one with his other hand. "Shut that transmission down immediately!"

Pipsqueak kept punching and punching, his knuckles bleeding, until the door gave in with a loud clang. Licking the blood off his damaged hands, he rushed inside, only to see that Silver Spoon was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are you? Where are you, dammit?!" Pipsqueak shouted, as he looked around him, noticing a couple of cameras attached to the ceiling and pointing right at him. He pointed his finger at them.

"You peepers on YouTube better not enjoy my anger!" He shouted, before starting to touch around the room for an exit. "And get those other videos taken down!"

"My escape is near, I just gotta find the door inside the walls," he muttered.

Silver Spoon sighed of relief, as she laid on her bed, closing down down her laptop from whence she declared her stream cancelled for "technical difficulties" and other matters.

"I managed to escape unscathed, and to leave an exit on the garden for Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle to use as exit," she said to herself "Now let's hope they'll go home, instead of pursuing me like a unit of cavalry pursuing a broken infantry formation."

Then somebody knocked on Silver Spoon's door.

Store by Diokno44

Rarity Belle hummed a tune she had heard on the radio. The song had gotten in her head, even if she didn’t particularly like the author.

The Teen Baby fashionista had gotten a request from the up and coming singer, Sapphire Shores, because, due to the nature of her often long concerts, Rarity had been tasked with making at least four outfits with in-built in diapers, so there needn't be as many interruptions.

Rarity’s own diaper crinkled softly beneath her hand-made onesie. It was similar to the one she had made for Sunset, except in a soft pink, with intertwining balloons and diamonds. Her girlfriend Pinkie had a matching one in white.

Rarity prided herself in her ownership of a store, especially one in the fashion industry, at such a young age. The store originally belonged to her grandfather, when it was but a simple haberdashery. A solar powered light illuminated her work table. She had finished two outfits: the inbuilt cloth with a plastic coating, diapers would attach to the wearer folding out from a hidden compartment in the skirt. This wall all thanks to the Equestrian magic she and her friends possessed. Both Princess Twilight and Sunset had been helping them focus their powers. Both Rainbow and Pinkie had jokingly suggested they should become a band of superheroes. Rarity sighed, as she soaked her diaper once more. While she originally became a TB to stress, she had to admit not only was it fun, but the diapers aided her in doing long commissions.

“Speaking of commissions.” Rarity whispered, shivering in delight. She thought about the hidden safe she had. It was mainly used for large payouts. Sapphire had given her about twenty five hundred dollars, which had caused Rarity’s heart to soar. She thanked Sapphire repeatedly, and had immediately gone to work. “I hope I’m making grandfather proud.” She said, as she finished another dress.

Rarity yawned, rubbing her eyes. The four dresses were finally done. She stretched, smiling. “A job well done.” She yawned, and padded to the kitchen (though not before changing out of her soaked diaper, the teen baby hated diaper rashes). “Hmm, what shall I have for a late night snack? Ah!” She took some salad she had to go from an Italian restaurant, and squirted the ranch-like sauce she had been given.

Humming, she began eating it with a bottle of milk. Washing her dishes, she sleepily waddled to her room. But not before locking her store’s door. She used a chain, and then double bolted it. Satisfied, she waddled up the stairs, and to her nursery/bedroom. She tucked herself into her crib, wrapping her arms around a stuffed dragon plushie.

Little did Rarity know, the sauce was a bit off. Her bowels were in for a rude awakening....

Gouty by anon

Sunset Shimmer woke up from her sleep, her lower parts feeling soggy and with her right foot in extreme pain.

"Oowowowowo!" Sunset Shimmer shrieked, as she shot up to sit up, as the stinging pain in her foot kept harassing her. She quickly moved her covers away, revealing her bare foot and the rather large reddish bulge just below her right toe. Biting her lip in pain, Sunset touched the bulge, only to feel the awful pain from before shooting up from her feet to her brain, which made her whimper and wince.

"W-what is that?" Sunset Shimmer whispered to herself, wincing again, tears forming in her eyes. "It hurts really badly! So, so, so, so badly!"

Sunset Shimmer then carefully and slowly rolled around, so to climb out of her crib with her healthy foot, helping herself by holding her hands against the railing, so to not put down her aching foot.

"I'll go to get that checked," Sunset muttered to herself, limping her way towards the door.

Sunset Shimmer sighed, as she re-adjusted her socks on her feet and tucked her skirt down, so to not show the wet diaper she was still wearing underneath.

"So, what is this 'hyperuricemia' you are talking about?" She asked to the doctor. The doctor walked towards his desk while rubbing his hand together to spread the sanitizer on his palm.

"Basically, you have too much urine in your bloodstream, as your diet consists, by your own admission, mostly of crustaceans, sweetened drinks and alcohol." He said, before moving the black plastic chair away to make enough sitting room for himself. "I'll prescribe you some steroids, two pills four times a day, one when you wake up before breakfast, one before lunch, one before the sunset and one before going to bed. Also, you must cut down on the aforementioned foodstuffs."

Sunset Shimmer let out a deep sigh as she got up and limped to the doctor's desk.

Guess that means no more formula or biscuits melted in milk for me, then. She thought. while she grabbed the prescription with one hand and pulled out a few bills with the other, while the doctor filled out the invoice. That just sucks.

Mixture by SuperPinkbrony12

“I want to apologize again for the behavior of my secretary,” Doctor Tenderlimb said to his patient, Fluttershy. The pegasus was currently seated on the patient bed, while the doctor recorded her vitals “She hasn’t been on the job for very long, and as a result she is under a lot of stress. I will discipline her accordingly once this appointment is complete.”

“Oh, I’m sure she didn’t mean to be so rude,” Fluttershy replied “But could we please hurry this up a bit? My animal friends need my help. Some of them can manage just fine, but I know Angel can get rather impatient if he doesn’t get his food on time.”

“Just relax,” Doctor Tenderlimb insisted “I’ve got to get these vital signs recorded in the database, and prepare the immunization shots you’ll need to receive. I’m rather understaffed at the moment.”

Fluttershy tried her best to be patient, while Doctor Tenderlimb got everything ready. But unfortunately, she had to wait a long time.

At last, just when Fluttershy was about to give up and reschedule her appointment for a better time (and possibly at a better equipped hospital, even if that meant having to go over budget), Doctor Tenderlimb came running back into the room, several vials held aloft with his bright green magic aura.

“So sorry about the wait, miss,” he apologized heavily “But I had a hard time finding the right vaccinations. Some of the labels were hard to read, but I think I got all the correct ones.”

Fluttershy knew what was coming next, and reluctantly allowed the doctor to grab one of her hooves, and inject the medicine from the shot into her coat. Fluttershy whimpered from the pain, but tried her best to be brave. After all, she didn’t want to give any of her friends a contagious disease because she refused to take her shots like a grown mare.

Then, something unexpected happened, Fluttershy blinked, and suddenly felt herself beginning to shrink in size.

Tenderlimb gasped, as he looked more carefully at the vaccines he had picked out. “It’s the mixture,” he realized “I filled up the vials with the wrong combination of chemicals! Oh, I’m going to be sued big time for this!”

“Can’t you stop the regression?!” Fluttershy demanded in a high pitched voice.

“I don’t know what I put into your system,” Doctor Tenderlimb admitted “The mixture could’ve come from any combination of medicine and bacteria. I’ll have to sort through every last needle until I know which one contains what, then I can work on creating an antidote to reverse the effects.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do in the meantime?” Fluttershy asked, as she finally stopped regressing in size.

“First thing’s first,” Doctor Tenderlimb replied, lifting Fluttershy up, and pulling out a box from under the sink “You’re going to need some protection, and you know what that means.”

Fluttershy blushed profusely, as the doctor diapered and powdered her like she was an actual newborn baby pony. This was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, and she didn’t like it at all.

“Now then, I shall need to get in touch with the pony you put down for your emergency contact,” Doctor Tenderlimb explained “She’ll look after you until an antidote is developed. I promise you’ll be fully compensated for this.”

Fluttershy gulped, the pony she had put down as her emergency contact was her good friend Rarity. And she had a good feeling she knew what Rarity was going to do when she learned her friend was now little more than a foal in size.

Cloth by XXXX

After hours on end passed on snipping, sewing and taking measurements, Rarity suddenly turned around towards Fluttershy, who had been meanwhile set inside Sweetie Belle's old crib

"Ta-da!" She Shrieked, as she showed off the new piece of clothing she had just made. Fluttershy blushed somewhat at the sight.

"Um... does the skirt really need to be t-that short?" she asked, curling up a little bit at the sight. Rarity giggled, as she set the dress on the crib's rail and lifted Fluttershy up with her magic.

"Nah. You're a little foal, after all, nopony would mind seeing your diaper." Rarity said, as she touched the front of Fluttershy's diaper, which caused it to crinkle. "And, since you're dry, we can proceed to dress up!"

Fluttershy's cheek turned red, as Rarity quickly unbuttoned the dress, only to button it over over her at lighting speed. Rarity then proceeded to hold Fluttershy up in her front hooves, staring at he with a big smile.

"You know what? You do really look cute in these clothes!" Rarity declared, before quickly starting to kiss Fluttershy all over her face, which was cause for squeaking and further blushing from Fluttershy. The kisses weren't unpleasant, rather the opposite, but, to Fluttershy, in that context, they couldn't be any worse.

Once the kiss onslaught ended, Rarity proceeded to tightly hug her regressed friend, causing the latter to squeak loudly once more. "I'm going to never let you go back to big, and I'm going to make more cute little dresses for you with my finest cloth, then I will make a catalogue out of it and then I will adopt you! Oh joy! Oh pleasure!"

Fluttershy could've sworn that, right there, right now, her soul had cringed so hard, it had destroyed itself for a few seconds.

Seduction by SuperPinkbrony12

Lyra Heartstrings was currently pacing back and forth in the nursery that she shared with her marefriend, Bon Bon. She was taking a big risk doing all of this, but it was something Bon Bon really wanted to do.

“I still don’t quite understand why I have to be the foal,” Lyra thought to herself “Bon Bon is the one who suggested we try this.”

Sighing, and taking a deep breath, Lyra decided she had been beating around the bush for long enough “I guess I might as well get dressed to look the part,” Lyra thought to herself “Bon Bon says it’s all part of the seduction process.” And with those thoughts, the unicorn mare lay down on the soft padded surface of the changing table, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do.

“The things I do for love.” Lyra thought to herself, as she used her magic to grab a thick white diaper, a canister of foal powder, and a set of adult foal hoofie pajamas.

Bon Bon waited patiently in the living room for her marefriend to finish dressing herself up. Since she was playing the mother, Bon Bon didn’t need to put on any clothes. She just needed to wait for Lyra to get dressed.

At last, Bon Bon’s patience was rewarded, as she heard a faint creaking sound. In only a matter of seconds, into the room trotted her marefriend, Lyra, who looked so adorable that Bon Bon couldn’t help but cue.

“Well, hello my little Ly-ly,” Bon Bon greeted in a motherly tone of voice, using the pet nickname she’d invited for Lyra “Are you ready for some quality time with your mommy?”

“Y-yes.” Lyra replied nervously, blushing profusely.

Bon Bon smiled “Good. Why don’t we start by getting you something to eat?”

“But what about my special treat, Bon Bon?” Lyra asked, breaking character “You promised that this new method of seduction was going to be special for the both of us.”

“Just be patient, Lyra,” Bon Bon replied, patting her marefriend on the head “You’ll get your special treat when Mommy decides you’ve earned it. That means keeping your diaper clean.”

“But Mommy-” Lyra pouted.

“Foals don’t talk, Ly-ly.” Bon Bon shushed, and guided her marefriend to the kitchen. She was really looking forward to this roleplaying session, for reasons beyond the fact that Lyra was such an attractive marefriend.

Switch by XXXX

Principal Cinch sighed, as she massaged her forehead. While the protest had ceased only after she had agreed to "reform" the rules and satisfy their demands for more freedom of action, she had been given only eight days to plan up an overhal in the rules. During those four days, Principal Cinch had been consulting with the few students that remained loyal ot her during the protests, some educators that had her same line of thought when it came to organize schooling, and even had some spiritual meetings to contact her grandparents and her inspiration for her policy.

"In this interregnum, I have been asking for advice from the most variated sources. They all agree on one thing," Principal Cinch said to herself, as she slowly turned her head around towards a framed photo of a balding man with toothbrush hair sternly looking at the viewer. "And that is that I have to switch the rules around."

She took the photo in her right hand, slowly moving it closed to her, caressing the frame with her other hand. "I think I shall apply the same regulamentation that my grandfather and my uncle, bless their pious souls, applied in their own High Schools in Toledo. However, in light of recent events... I think I will take up a punishment from my Preschool and turn it into a plenary disciplinary action in all my schools. After all, the reason for the shame may change, but its power never changes." She grinned, as she pictured the rebellious students going through her new punishment. "I am sure they will think twice in insulting me, once they have passed a week begin naked as worms, a diaper as their only protection from debauchery."

Principal Cinch then gave a kiss to the photo.

"Una patria, un estado, un caudillo." She whispered. "Or, as how my uncle put it, Una patria, un instituto,  una directrice."

The main hall of the Crystal Preparatory School was crowded with students. They were chattering loudly between themselves, their anticipation for what was to come clearly going over the edge.

"So, I take that our old regime has ended." Sugardcoat said, looking at her nails, before raising her head to look at Sunny Flare. Sunny Flare nodded while rapidly rubbing her hands together and grinning rather widely.

"Oh yes, for sure! And all thanks to my efforts in organizing the protest!" Sunny Flare said, before glancing at Lemon Zest nearby, who was glaring at her.

"Glad to see that you appreciate somebody else's efforts." Sugarcoat deadpanned. Sunny Flare then grinned awkwardly and cowered a bit.

"Oh, and Lemon's too." She said, while Lemon Zest quickly put her earphones back on her ears, bobbing her head on a rhythm.

There was a loud cracking sound, as Principal Cinch walked inside the hall, escorted by two burly janitors dressed in a beige uniform. Unlike all her other appearances, she wasn't wearing her usual tartan-blue long skirt and her dark blue suit, but, rather, a long flowing red and sand dress, with narrow skirt, puffed-out shoulders and a black scarf laying on her shoulders with a golden cross sewn on each side. In her hands, a finely-decorated golden crucifix held up by her hands.

The chatter quickly died down, as everybody's attention went on Principal cinch her new attire.

With slow, ticking, seemingly-calculated steps Abacus Cinch arrived in the middle of the corridor, where a makeshift podium with microphone had been assembled by some students' goodwill. Principal Cinch climbed the steps, set the crucifix slowly on the podium’s scriptorium, then she cleared her throat, her clearing booming and echoing in the main hall.

"After careful consideration and study. After many and long consultations. After much elaborate thinking," Principal Cinch said, her voice solemn just like her expression. "I have come to the conclusion that our rules must be changed for the good of all students' formation and the good of the country. Therefore, I shall expose the new rules henceforth enforced in this academy."

Lemon Zest and a few other gulped, as Principal Cinch took a deep breath, leaving tenseful silence for a few seconds.

"Male and female students shall be educated in separate classrooms, to ensure that no education meant for the other sex can be heard by the others. Males shall be taught how to be strong and cunning warriors of the Roman Catholic Church and most excellent servants of their Fatherland; and females shall be taught how to be good wives and good Christians, so they may raise proper Christians long before the Fatherland can act. As such, the new uniforms shall reflect that: the male students shall be wearing long blue trousers, white shirts and blue waistcoats, with the fasces of arrows as link cuffs. Female students shall wear blue skirts above the knee, blue shirts and white aprons with the fasces well visible on the chest." Principal Cinch said, her voice taking a vague lick of sadism as the speech went on. Several students stared dumbfounded at Principal Cinch.

"I-is she..." Lemon Zest said, backing down.

"Yes, she is indeed trying to emulate Franchist Spain." Sugarcoat said, her face- a rare event for the normally stoic girl- strongly frowning and looking with widened eyes at the Principal.

But Principal Cinch wasn't done yet. After a brief pause, she went back to speaking.

"For all students there will be two hours  of Religious Education, which will be now mandatory, while Philosophy will be eliminated and Latin shall be cut down. The males shall have four hours a week of Physical Education and one- plus one per grade- of Military Tactics, and the female students will not have Physical Education, its hours taken by the new Housekeeping and Domestic Economy class. At the end of each term, there will be an exam, to test out how far each students has arrived to complete its education in the aforementioned subjects, and failure will mean outright flunking. Before the start of each school day there will be ten minutes of prayer in the main hall." She said, before sighing, now cracking a little smile. "And now, onto the most important part of this reformation, the punishments. Teachers will be now  authorized to use the rod in class."

There was a general gasp, followed by several students fainting or panickingly speaking to their nearby friends. Sunny Flare was in the former, the latter was Lemon Zest’s material.

"Did you hear that Spinozo? Oh God! This can't be real! No, this cannot be true! Oh, oh, ho!"

Principal Cinch bellowed "Quiet!" on the microphone, causing the entirety of the hall to shake due to the sheer volume of the statement, causing the panicked chatter to die down and be replaced by pained moans.

"I was saying, the guidelines are as it follows: five hits of the rod on the non-writing hand for minor late entrance to class- five minutes at most- ten if it is longer, twenty-five on the non-writing hand and ten on the writing hand if it seems to be an habit. Minor lack of respect towards educators or other school authority figures shall be punished with ten hits of rod on both hands and five on the rear end. Major lack of respect shall be punished by twenty-five hits of rods on both hands, ten hits on the rear end, and there will be from one to two days of uniform revocation and forced wearing of incontinence gear..."

Lemon Zest bit her lip, almost drawing blood, while many either glared at Tamerlane or expresse their shock and despair much like Lemon Zest.

"This bit us in ass hard really hard!" She said out loud with a slight squeak.

"You think?!" Sugarcoat said.

A week later, Sunny Flare was walking down the hallways of the Crystal Prep with nothing on by her diaper and her shoes, as she covered her noticeable melons with one hand and kept the books under her armpit with the other hand, blushing all the way, feeling her classmates' stares begin all on her as she passed by.

"Maybe write 'Cinch, you're a dirty, dirty, dirty witch' on the blackboard during Religious Education wasn't a very smart move," she said to herself, looking down at the floor in the attempt to avoid any kind of gaze, indiscreet or otherwise.

"Oh, would you look at that." A voice- one that Sunny Flare recognized as Sour Sweet- said behind her. "Apparently I'm not the only only that is too honest during class."

Sunny Flare rapidly looking behind her, and seeing Sour Sweet, also completely bare of any kind of clothing but a baby-print diaper around her hips.

"Sour Sweet? How did you manage to..."

"Don't ask, it's long and, honestly, I am sure you and me have better things to do, than think on how I managed to get in this situation," Sour Sweet said, marching past Sunny Flare, her hands held back her torso. "Come on, let us get to class."

Abuse by SuperPinkbrony12

For a while, Principal Cinch’s new rules remained in place, despite the numerous attempts at protests and defiance from many of the students.

It wasn’t long before just about the entire school was full of students dressed in nothing but diapers, as a result of them attempting to challenge Principal Cinch’s control of Crystal Prep.

But at last, Sugarcoat and Sunny Flare decided that enough was enough, and the time had come for them to take action!

“You sure this is the right number to call?” Sunny Flare asked Sugarcoat, as she whipped out her cell phone.

Sugarcoat nodded “I double checked and then triple checked all my sources. What Principal Cinch is doing clearly goes against several decades worth of thinking, not to mention the concept involving ‘Separation of Church and State’. There is no way I would not memorize this number. Just one call will be enough to put an end to our troubles.”

“Well, I’ll do it,” Sunny Flare gulped, and dialed in the number to contact the school board “But if Principal Cinch comes after us for this, I’m going to say it was all your idea.”

“And I will say it was Lemon Zest’s idea, and she’ll say Indigo Zap was the traitor,” Sugarcoat explained “We’re all in this together. We’ll keep giving Cinch the run around until we finally bring her down!”

Sunny Flare then silence Sugarcoat, while she put her cell phone on speaker “Hello, I would like to President Spoiled Rich of the Crystal Prep School Board,” Sunny Flare said seriously “It is my opinion that Principal Cinch is promoting child abuse, sexism, defiance of ‘Separation of Church and State’, and apology of Franchist-brand Fascism.”

When Spoiled Rich took a tour of Crystal Prep a few days later, she found out that the information was true. Principal Cinch’s new rules clearly went against school board policy, and social and political beliefs of the 21st century.

“Where is Principal Cinch?!” Spoiled Rich demanded “This cannot be allowed to continue!”

“I am right here,” Principal Cinch spoke up, carefully adjusting her glasses “I must say, it is an honor to have you here, despite the short notice, Mrs. Tiara.”

But Spoiled Rich wasted no time in lashing out at Principal Cinch “Why do I see so many students beyond preschool wearing diapers, and nothing but diapers?! Why have you separated student lessons according to gender?! And why have I seen nothing but religious decorations and prayer guides littering the school grounds?!”

“If you must know, a few of my students thought it would be funny to challenge my authority, and encourage lawlessness and anarchy on school property,” Principal Cinch spoke up “They flashed me, feigned incontinence, and disrupted classes with their protesting! And all because they don’t like how I’m running things! Under the circumstances, I’ve been shockingly nice! I was actually thinking about only allowing the ways of thinking that are in line with my religious background, but I believed the current changes to the rules would be enough!”

Upon hearing this, Spoiled Rich became red in the face, and looked ready to explode “Do you have any idea how badly this makes me and the rest of the school board look?!” she complained, yanking Principal Cinch by the ear “As president of the school board, I demand that you reverse these rules at once, and resign from your post with all possible speed! The students who complained to me were right, what you are doing could get us all into trouble with the state!”

“So bring on the lawsuit and let the moral guardians challenge me! If I am persecuted for my beliefs, so be it!” Principal Cinch insisted “I have worked hard to build up this school’s reputation as a flawless academic institution, and I will not allow a few bad seeds to ruin all of my hard work!”

“Well, ex-Principal Cinch, I would say it’s been an honor to work with you, but that would be lying,” Dean Cadence (currently in the process of being promoted to Principal Cadence) said, as Cinch began to pack up her things “I warned you what would happen if you continued to ignore the changes, and refused to let me take over. Perhaps, if you had just given me your position earlier, I could’ve arranged for you to stay on the staff as a janitor. But no one is going to hire you after what you tried to do. Child abuse and sexism are serious offenses!”

“I promise you, this isn’t over. It never shall be." Cinch vowed, as she stormed out of the principal's office in disgrace “Somehow, someway, you will all pay for this! When this school’s academic performance starts to slip, and we continue to be bested by the likes of Canterlot High, do not come crying to me!”

Cadence quickly set to work on reversing the rules Cinch had instated. She knew it was going to take a long time to completely undo all of them, and restore faith in Crystal Prep, but she owed to herself, and to the school as a whole, to try her hardest.

“First things first,” Cadence said to herself “That diaper law has got to go!”

Flee by Diokno44

It has been ten years. Ten years since that dreaded law was passed. The “Anti-Foallife Law.” It prevented the selling of diapers, and foal supplies to anyone living in Equestria over the age of four. This upset all the Adult Chicks, Adult Foals, and the like. This also brought an outrage over those with weak bladder and bowel control, or those who were fully incontinent. Several organizations had sprung up to secretly smuggle in diapers through Equestria. The most prominent was Forever Foals.  Rarely did their members flee when they got discovered, preferring to fight it out. Currently, a deal was going down.

Rainbow Dash, Spitfire, and Gilda, the three old friends from Junior Speedsters Flight Camp, were currently inside a warehouse. It was around midnight in upper Manehatten. One of Gilda’s contacts, an Adult Bull by the name of, or rather codename of, Iron Bull, was making the delivery.

Rainbow removed her bottle from her mouth, belching. “So, when’s Iron Balls getting here?” She asked, impatient. The trio of diaper smugglers had been waiting for well over three and a half hours.

Gilda flipped her the bird in annoyance, her pacifier dangling from her neck. “Its Iron Bull Dash, though,” she grinned, “He does have iron balls as well.” She stretched, her wings cracking. “He should be here...now/” the sound of wheels scraping against pavement were heard. The trio whipped their heads around, as a truck backed up into the warehouse. “Thanks Bull!” She grinned. An armband was wrapped around her right leg, which was a dark blue with a pacifier in the center, surrounded by stars,  as the emblem of Forever Foals. A thumbs up came from the driver.

“Alright!” Spitfire grinned, trotting over to the van’s trailer door. Her sodden diaper squished as she moved. “Ok then, girls,” She slid the door up slowly, as several lightweight crates were displayed. “Let’s get these in the van, and g-” She was cut off as the sound of multiple armored hooves echoed across the ground. “We gotta go!” She quickly grabbed a number of crates.

“What? Fleeing is only a last resort!” Gilda said, picking up a crate. While her lion and eagle instincts were telling her to fight, the Forever Foals goal to was to fight for another day, a foal day. She helped Rainbow store some of the crates in their van. A loud BANG sound was heard, as the warehouse door was forced open. Full bodied police mares and stallions galloped in. “Alright, fleeing is good!” She hopped in the back, manning the rubber bullet turret. Iron Bull sped away. Rainbow hit the brakes, as the van gunned out of the warehouse.

A few officers gave chase. Lieutenant Thunderlane sighed, rubbing his chin. “Rainbow, you and your Forever Foals may flee for now, but the law shall prevail.” He signaled his men.

Sirens blared in the night, as officers gave chase to the fleeing van.

Crawl by XXXX

Appiano woke up with his mouth feeling as if it had been stuffed full of cotton and with a mushy feeling on his rear.

"Good day sweetie!"Princess Cadence said, kissing Appiano on his forehead while she lfited him up out of his crib onto his changing table.

Appiano groaned loudly and yawned while stirring all of his hooves, while Cadance unbuttoned his onesie to then untaped his diaper, which caused him to groan even fruther as he remained mostly still.

On one hand, this should be embarrassing. On another hand, considered that she mustn't know anything, and considered that I know a guy that never stops experiencing this, he thought, while Cadence wiped him clean, cooing all the way. I shouldn't complain all that much.

Princess Cadence, after powdering his nether regions and taping a diaper over it, proceeded to help Appiano out of his sleeper for then bring him close to her in a tigh hug, one that forced a sequel out of Appiano.

"I'm sorry that I have to do this, but mommy can't look after you today," Princess Cadence said, "So I will bring you to the nursery, where you can be looked after. Don't you worry, I'll come back to pick you up as soon as I can!"

Appiano squirmed uncomfortably in her embrace, trying to resist to the sheer force of the bear hug and the aura of sappy love that Cadence gave off during such strong acts of affection.

Oh please, Twilight, be quick with that portal, I do not think I will last much longer in this state.

Around a hour later, Princess Cadence had already brought appiano out of the castle into the streets leading towards the Daycare.

"Behave while mommy's away Appiano, sweetie," Princess Cadence said, kissing Appiano in his forehead and giving him a rag , before lifting him up with her magic out of the crystal stroller into the arms of the rust red mare with black mane. Appiano sighed, as he was carried away by the mare with a cradling movement.

Wonderful. Appiano thought, rolling his eyes, as he was brought into the main room, where many foals were scurrying around, crawling and babbling all the way. Appiano was then set down on the green carpet-floor of the room.

I pray that my counterpart in the human world hasn't embarrassed me to no end by crawling around. Appiano thought, as he walked his way around the room.

"What fuck do you mean 'he escaped'? And why in the name of everything that is holy would you ever, ever, ever show it to Indigo Zap?" Sunset Shimmer shouted to Sour Sweet, who had barely flinched at the shout.

"Eh, not my fault if Lemon Zest is an idiot and if Indigo Zap wants to humiliate Appiano." She said. “I mean, he cheated with the Appiani’s Amulet and he basically made Abacus Cinch forcefully spill the beans in front of everybody else, I do not see why he cannot be humiliated too.”

"Yes, it is your fault because you were supposed to bring him to a 'crawl' in desolate places in town and you were supposed to defend him from smear campaigns!" Sunset Shimmer said, lifting Sour sweet by the neck. "Do you have any idea on just how much he'll be pissed off once he returns?"

Sour Sweet shrugged.

"Guess I will suffer."

Blood by SuperPinkbrony12

For the next couple of weeks, Sunset Shimmer reluctantly cut down on her intake of formula and melted biscuits per the doctor’s orders, and took the two pills at each of the prescribed times.

Specifically because of the pain in her right foot, Sunset Shimmer found herself using her diapers more often than she had before, at least until she could walk around on said foot without constantly whimpering in pain.

“At least the medicine seems to be working,” Sunset Shimmer thought to herself one day, as she lay upon her changing table and carefully changed out of her old diaper and into a fresh one. “Hopefully, when I go to see the doctor, I can stop taking those pills so often. They taste even worse than that awful liquid stuff Princess Celestia gave me when I was sick in bed with the flu.” The teen baby cringed at such a memory. She had been so ill that she had not been able to do much besides lay in bed, and let her mentor (and adopted mother of sorts) nurse her back to health. Looking back on the memory, Sunset Shimmer suspected that it was partially to blame for her becoming a teen baby shortly after her redemption.

“I should probably write to Princess Twilight and ask her how Princess Celestia is doing,” Sunset Shimmer thought to herself “Maybe even arrange a visit to Equestria when I’m feeling better, just to say hi.” And with that, the teen baby hopped down from her changing table, and carefully walked out to her car to drive to the doctor’s office. But not before making sure her skirt was tucked down so as to obscure her diaper from prying eyes.

Sunset Shimmer knocked on the door to the doctor’s office. “Come in.” he replied, Sunset Shimmer did so, and sat down on the examination table, hoping that the doctor hadn’t heard the faint crinkle sound of her diaper.

Apparently he didn’t, for although he seemed to briefly look at Sunset Shimmer as if he suspected something, he simply adjusted his glasses and slipped on a pair of gloves. “So, how has your right foot been doing since I prescribed you that medication, and advised you to change your diet?”

Sunset Shimmer smiled “It’s doing a lot better now. The bulge is gone, and I can walk around without feeling pain every five seconds, but it still hurts to walk on it just a little.”

“Have you made the recommended changes to your diet, specifically in eliminating the sweetened drinks and alcohol?” the doctor asked, as he carefully examined Sunset Shimmer’s right foot with his gloved hands.

“Yes, although it wasn’t easy.” Sunset Shimmer said with a frown, she missed being able to drink formula and melt biscuits in her milk. Cutting down on the alcohol consumption wasn’t as big a loss, for ever since Canterlot High’s home ed. teacher Berry Punch had almost died of alcohol poisoning, new rules had been enacted. Rules specifically prohibiting any alcoholic beverages at CHS events, and the Cakes had warned Pinkie Pie what would happen if she tried to serve alcohol at her parties.

“Well, I’ll need a blood sample to determine if you’re telling me the truth, and whether or not you still need the medication,” the doctor said seriously, and retrieved a butterfly needle “Hold still, and this will only hurt for about a minute.”

Despite how much she hated shots and needles, Sunset Shimmer co-operated, and allowed the doctor to draw blood from her. Sure enough, it only stung for a moment, and then the worst was over. In only a matter of minutes, the doctor had collected enough.

Sunset Shimmer waited patiently in the doctor’s office, while he waited for the men and women at the lab to get back to him with the results of their examination of the blood sample.

At last, after several minutes (during which time Sunset Shimmer had wet her diaper), the doctor received a phone call from the lab. “Uh-huh. Uh-huh. I see. Right. Yes, she’s here. I’ll tell her.” and he hung up the phone.

“Well?” Sunset Shimmer asked, carefully trying not to make her soggy diaper squish too loudly.

“The amount of urine in your bloodstream has decreased significantly since you stumbled into my office in pain a few weeks back,” the doctor explained with a smile “You should be able to lower the dosage down to two pills twice a day, and within another week you should be able to drop down to one pill twice a day. In about a month, you should hopefully be able to stop taking the medicine all together. Assuming you maintain the necessary changes to your diet.”

“Oh, I will, doctor. Thank you, very much,” Sunset Shimmer said with a smile “Now, I’d better be off, I have somewhere important that I need to be.”

“Just make sure you remember to change out of your wet diaper.” the doctor called, catching Sunset Shimmer’s attention and causing her to freeze.

“How did you-” Sunset Shimmer began.

“The fact that so much of your diet consisted of sweetened drinks like formula was a tip off,” the doctor explained “And I couldn’t help but hear that crinkle sound you made when you sat on my examination table. You are hardly the first patient to have an interest in ageplay. Why, just a few days ago, I had to tend to this teenager named Sonata Dusk, and she didn’t even try to keep her diaper hidden. She was suffering from a rather nasty flu bug, but I told her to just get plenty of bed rest and take some medicine.”

“You don’t think it’s weird, do you?” Sunset Shimmer asked.

“I have dealt with many so called ‘Teen Babies’ and ‘Adult Babies’ throughout my tenure, one of which even claimed to be a good friend of yours,” the doctor confessed “In my personal opinion, as long as it is done in moderation, there is no harm to it. I would advise against it, especially if it involves heavy diaper useage, but as a doctor I have to respect the wishes of my patients.”

“Thanks for understanding, now could you point me in the direction of the nearest bathroom so that I can get changed?” Sunset Shimmer asked, as she grabbed her backpack filled with changing supplies.

“There should be one right down the hallway,” the doctor told Sunset Shimmer “Will you require assistance?”

“No thank you, I’ve changed myself plenty of times.” Sunset Shimmer replied.

Gadget by Eu Vou!

"Wow... is that... ?"

"Yes, that's the diaper-changing machine, one born out my wits," Tinkerer said, as she dragged Scootaloo by her left hoof towards the imposing and complicated-looking piece of machinery. "Do you like it yet?"

Scootaloo grinned awkwardly, looking at its features. Truth to be told, the fact that certain parts were seemingly made out of knives, forks, pitchforks, saws, spiked wheels clearly stolen from a torture chamber, gurneys, wooden boxes and broomsticks, all of this held together by ropes, spit and prayers.

Tinkerer lifted Scootaloo up and threw her onto the gurney, before hurrying on the other side of the machine.

"Stand still, otherwise you'll get hurt!" She said. Scootaloo, naturally, decided to do the exact opposite, by getting up from the gurney and rushing out of the machine.

"I'm sorry," she said, as she kept running away "But I don't trust that piece of-"

Before she could finish, the giant gadget suddenly whined and produced a loud whirr, until it blew up with a mighty roar, scattering scraps, shrapnel and wood splinters all over the place and blowing both Tinkerer and Scootaloo away.

Tinkerer whined, as she got splinters taken out of her flesh.

"That's what you get for not securing your machinery." Nurse Redheart said, as she pulled out the last of the shrapnel. "You must be grateful you didn't lose your life, or that you did not get grievously wounded."

Scootaloo groaned, as she rubbed her head and resisted the temptation to do he same on her bandage-covered flank. "Yeah. I'm lucky I just got a concussion and nothing else, or it would've been really ugly."

Tinkerer could not answer, for Nurse Redheart was cauterizing her wounds with heated-up tweezers, thusly forcing her to bite her tongue.

"Three-hundred and seventy-six shrapnel wounds around the perineum and the dock, and just as many cauterizations... I don't think I've ever done so many in my entire career as a nurse."

Fallout by SuperPinkbrony12

At first, Silver Spoon was convinced she’d covered her tracks well enough to not be caught. And because of that, she was overjoyed to learn that Apple Bloom was officially incontinent due to the chemicals injected into her body.

“It serves you right for being such a crybaby,” Silver Spoon thought to herself “And claiming that I’m the same just because I wet the bed. It only happened once!”

Even when a few other ponies ended up getting incontinent as well, Silver Spoon was still certain that nopony would ever figure out she was responsible.

Unfortunately, there was one thing she failed to account for, the janitor discovering the vials that were supposed to be used in the trash can. And when he made this discovery, he reported it to Cheerilee, who quickly put two and two together.

The resulting fallout made Silver Spoon start to regret ever considering her revenge scheme.

“So, it’s your fault I’m stuck like this!” Apple Bloom said angrily to Silver Spoon, as Silver Spoon changed her diaper per the punishment rules Cheerilee had enforced “I shoulda known somepony like you was responsible! Ya’ll got some nerve makin’ me diaper dependent! What did I ever do to you to deserve this?!”

“There was that one time you teased me for wetting the bed,” Silver Spoon replied “And the time you thought it would be funny to raid my locker and put crudely edited photos of me and Diamond Tiara in it, so you could claim we were a couple. Oh, and I haven’t forgotten the time you turned me into a frog with one of your potions!”

“I said I was sorry about the bedwetting remark, the photos were payback for you stealin’ my lunch money a few months ago, and the potion thing was an accident. Besides, I turned ya back.” Apple Bloom complained, as Silver Spoon finished wiping and powdering her.

“Just shut up!” Silver Spoon growled, as she taped a new diaper to Apple Bloom “You were always acting like a big baby whenever you had to get shots anyway!”

Lute by XXXX

The crowd was cheering, the lights were on, the microphone was up and running, the stool had been polished with the best of the best wood cleaners and her lute had been tuned and tested to the point of near-perfection.

Lyra Heartstrings sighed, as she gave one last re-reead to her musical hseets, one last before going on the stage.

"Do-re-mi-re-re-re-re-, do-do-do-do..." she muttered ot herself "la-la! Okay, done."

Lyra got up and grabbed her lute in her magic, letting out a sigh.

"Let's do this."

She then walked forward, past the cardboard primes painted blue and full of star-shaped stickers. As soon as she stepped outside the protection given by the primes, the crowd's cheer grew louder and stronger, followed by a handful of flowers and a few coins, which made Lyra smile and sigh again.

She sat on the stool, placing the lute at her side and tapping the microphone with her right hoof, which caused a loud boom to come out of the loudspeakers and quelling the cheering noises in an instant. Lyra Heartstrings faked a cough, grabbed the lute with her magic and set it next to her front hooves.

"Good evening, ma'am and milords," she said. "My first piece tonight will be a remake of one of my dearest compositions fro my foal hood, played on a lute, an instrument that has sadly little recognition in the general public."

With a small smile on her face, she plucked a string slowly a couple of times, producing a soft but snappy noise, before starting to actually play the composition.

Lyra quickly immersed herself in the musical composition, to the point of completely alienating herself from her surroundings for as long as she played her lute. She played from the shrillest to the gravest note, from the simplest union to the most complex part, until, with a quick plucking, she closed off her first piece.

With her immersion broken, Lyra bowed a little towards her audience. However, unexpectedly for her, no applauses came.

"Oh no, they've abandoned my concern midway through my very first piece!" Lyra thought panicking, as she quickly looked at the audience's seats. Instead of finding them empty, she saw something even more jarring and surprising.

Some in the audience were staring at her, empty in the eyes and drooling. Some were sleeping with a hoof in their mouths. Some members of the audience were even wailing, making guttural sounds that anyone with some experience with babies could tell was a call for their parents to come and take care of them. A foul smell of urine and excrements was rising from the crowd.

Lyra gasped, dropping the lute on the ground and placing her front hooves on  her mouth.

"Oh Celestia, what have I done? What have I done?" she said "I've got a call security and tell them to haul my spectators away."

And, with this, Lyra Heartstrings grabbed her instrument, rapidly went behind the stage and rushed into her changing room to put down her lute and go fetch somebody.

Anarchy by Eu Vou!

The newly-appointed Principal Cadence thought that, with the end of Abacus Cinch's iron-fisted ruling and strict rules- rules that in the end, descended into franchist lunacy- that the students in the Crystal Prep Academy were going to be in need to slowly adapt to the new, softer administration, behaving like they always did until they figured out how Principal Cadence wanted things to be run.

She was wrong. Very, very, very wrong.

"I can understand your desire to complete your relationship by mingling," Principal Cadence said to Sunny Flare and Spinozo, the instigators of the regrettable event that had happened two days beforehand. "But I think that you two, and most of the participants, are aware that there are better places and times to organize a small orgy, than thev school's bathrooms during recess."

Spinozo scoffed somewhat.

"Ain't not rule." He said, looking smugly at his fingernails.

"Yes. I mean, we didn't do anything that broke the rules," Sunny Flare said, gesturing profusely with her hands. "If we did, we would've disrupted the normal class schedules, but we didn't, so we did no wrong at all. Also, we used diapers, so there's veyr little to clean up after too!"

Principal Cadence sighed again and facepalmed. Deep inside her she wanted to slap both of them- and everybody else involved for that matter- silly, maybe give them an exemplar punishment. But, clenching her left hand, she resisted the temptation.

I cannot do that, it would mean sink to Principal Cinch's level. She thought, as she gestured for Spinozo and Sunny Flare to go away back to their classrooms. But I have little to no idea on how to make myself respected in such a way that the school does not descends in anarchy, like it is doing of late, with students skipping school and not begin signaled, orgies, and overall lack of discipline. I will need to track Cinch down and ask to her, even if it means 'go crying to her', as she put it.

Looking up again, she saw that neither sunny Flare nor Spinozo had left, and they were staring at her smugly instead.

"Go back to your classrooms." Cadence told them dryly.

A week and the purchase of a plane ticket later, Cadence was walking her way towards Abacus Cinch's new school in Toledo. As she went through the narrow and somewhat dark streets of the small city, she looked around her.

"Stone buildings, some pedlars, old-timey nationalist flags..." Candece muttered to herself, walking her way towards the address given to her by Abacus Cinch's nephew. "I'd almost say that Cinch has betrayed her origins, if it wasn't for the fact that I know what those flags mean."

She stopped next to a streetlamp and extracted both a map and the paper napkin where she had written down the address.

"Plaza de la Cruz number 3." She read, before looking up from the street lamp onto the stone plaque, which read "Calle Colegio Doncellas."

"Just one more minute walking south and I'll be there." She said, folding her map up and putting it back in her pursue. "Hopefully I won't be treated too badly."

A mere minute later, Principal Cadence arrived at her destination, greeted by a sight that would have been unusual, if she had not seen it beforehand back at home.

She saw an orderly row of students, all wearing khaki and sand-colored uniforms, standing up on the attention, while five students walked past them completely naked, followed by five more wearing just a diaper and a black shirt. Principal Cinch, dressed much like the day she first enforced the military-religious rules on Crystal Prep, watched over this with a small grin.

Principal Cadence, quickly realizing what was going on, tried to find a spot of shade and wait there for the trooping to end and thus speak with Cinch freely.

Meme by XXXX

The night at Button Mash's house had been long, stressing and tiring for Sunset Shimmer. However, it was now over.

After putting Button Mash to bed by making embarrassing poses for his amusement, Sunset shimmer rushed out of his house and sped off on her motorbike towards her home, her helmet half-buckled, biting her lip.

"Please, let that photo disappear... somehow. I just don't want to deal with the consequences of my defeat!" she whispered to herself, still going down the dimly-lit street at top speed.

The next day, after having a nutritious breakfast and a long warm showere whence she scrubbed herself trhought to mentally cleanse away her shame, Sunset Shimmer had dressed upand was now biting her lip, while she typed out "KnowYourMeme.com" in the URL bar with one hand.

"Please, do't let me turn into a meme, please, please!" She whispered to herself, as she pressed "Send" and crossed her fingers. The page soon loaded.

Right on the first page, plastered under "Researching," there was what Sunset Shimmer wished could forget. The photo of her in a diaper completely exposed to the camera, with a pacifier stuck in her mouth.

Sunset Shimmer's hands started to shake, as she then dropped backwards, her phone falling out of her hands onto the floor. The ringtone played mid-air. As soon as it landed on its screen, it stopped, and soon it was followed by Applejack’s voice.

"Hey Sunset, what the heck happened last night? Some guy on 4chan has posted a photo of you in diapers and it has gone, well, viral. I think they've already made a lot of stuff with your face stapled over images. You’re called ‘Weird Baby Girl’ now, apparently...."

But Sunset could not hear, as she was currently laying on her bed because she had fainted.

Her next few years were going to suck hard...

Clean by anon

Scootaloo's face was redder than red.

Usually she wouldn't have minded to skip the normal Philosophy lesson to go somewhere else, if anything else because it tended to be a nice change of scenery and pace. And, if anything else failed, one could always fall asleep whenever it was possible and not get quite caught.

However, right now she was strongly wishing that her teacher had decided to do a normal lesson instead.

"Who's a cutie? Who's a cute little girl?" The shrill voice of the "nanny" said to her, pinching her right cheek. "Do you need a changie yet?"

Scootaloo pouted, as the pink short skirt she was currently wearing- which had been provided to her by the so-called "Experimental Regression Center"- did an awful job at covering the thick light pink diaper that was engulfing Scootaloo's hips.

"No, I don't." Scootaloo stated, dryly. The nanny, not to be discouraged, picked Scootaloo up in her arms, carrying her up ot the changing table.

"Oh, I'm sure you are, but... I must check. Little girls like you have accidents sometimes." She said, sing-songing, as Scootaloo groaned and looked around her. The girl saw her friend Apple Bloom waddling away from another nanny chasing her, her rival Silver Spoon tickling Sweetie Belle's tummy, and her other rival Diamond tiara huddling together with her alleged new boyfriend, Pipsqueak.

"I swear my teacher s sometimes the worst..." she muttered udner her breath, as she was set on the changing table. The nanny that brought Scootaloo to the table left, replaced by Noi.

"Uuuh... what am I supposed to do, Scooty?" Noi asked, scratching her head.

Scootaloo facepalmed.

"Check my diaper. Change me, if you think you should."

Corner by SuperPinkbrony12

Maud Pie turned to look, it was one of the daycare workers, an earth pony mare named Bright Smiles. Her yellow coat matched the curls of her light blue mane and tail splendidly, and her cutie mark depicted a smiley face. Despite this, she was known for being strict when the situation called for it.

Maud was just about to reach a hoof out and help Pinkie Pie out of the toilet, when Pinkie Pie removed the tapes on her diaper, tossing it out of the bowl. Everything seemed to happen at once.

With the obstruction removed, the water in the toilet began to move again, taking Pinkie Pie with it. She spun around and around, before being pulled down the hole. “Wheeeeeeee!” she shouted, as she disappeared down the drain, though her shout was cut off by a gurgling “Glug, glug.” When the water returned, Pinkie was nowhere to be seen.

Now, Maud wished she were small enough to fit down the drain as well, but she knew that was not the case.

“Maud, did you just flush your baby sister down the toilet?” Sunny Smiles asked Maud Pie, as she observed the look of shock on the child’s face. It wasn’t every day you saw somepony be sucked down a toilet.

“Yes,” Maud admitted, realizing there was no point in lying to Sunny “She wanted to have fun, and we got tired of just flushing toilet paper. We wanted to see what else we could flush, but when she tried to flush me I wouldn’t fit. I hope she’s alright, Ma and Pa say the only stuff that goes into a toilet is what you do in a diaper.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine,” Sunny Smiles replied “I’ll send out a notice to the water department to have them check the pipes for a pink coated foal. She probably won’t get far. As for you, you are in big trouble, and your sister will be as well once she is found!”

“What are you going to do?” Maud asked, as Sunny Smiles tossed Pinkie’s diaper into a trash can, before picking up Maud and carrying her out of the bathroom.

“You’re going to sit in the corner, and think about what you did,” Sunny instructed “And why flushing anypony is wrong. You will get no snack time, and your parents WILL be informed of what you did. The same thing will happen to your sister once she’s been located and fished out.”

“Very well.” Maud sighed, as she was changed out of her diaper soaked with toilet water, dried off, set into a fresh diaper, then placed on a small stool in the corner facing towards a wall with no windows.

“I hope you liked being flushed, Pinkie,” Maud thought to herself, as she sat in the corner “I’m never helping you do it again, Boulder doesn’t like the bathroom.” And her thoughts turned briefly to her pet rock, which she had left at home.

“Okay, flushing yourself is really fun,” Pinkie Pie said to herself, as she entered the sewers beneath the daycare center “But everything after that really isn’t. This place smells like one of my diapees after I’ve used it. And big sis Limey says alligators lurk in the sewers.”

Snow by XXXX

Applejack sighed, as she waded through the thick layer of snow that was covering the streets. Winter had always been Applejack's least favourite season due to several reasons, ranging from the relative lack of work to be done, the costs for decent heating and, of course, the cold.

Applejack sighed, stopping briefly to re-adjust her red scarf onto her neck and the woolen hat on her head.

"The last thing I want is pneumonia." she muttered to herself, before going back to walk to her destination.

After around two minutes, Applejack felt something wet and cot hit the exposed parts of her flank, sending strong shivers up her spine and bringing her to yelp loudly.

"Who's that?!" she cried out, as she snapped her head behind her, seeing snow piled up onto her diaper- which she was wearing as protection for her most vulnerable parts- and her own hoofprints on the snow. Looking up, Applejack noticed a cleared-out branch.

She sighed, as she squinted her eyes and pushed.

"I need to get warm, before my pussy freezes solid." she said to herself, as she let her own urine go. Soon it was absorbed by the diaper's padding, which expanded and produced a small cloud of vapor.

Applejack, feeling the cold and the pressure on her lower body go away, sighed of relief. She stood there for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation, before going back to walk.

"Oh well. That was nice. Time to go get a new rectal thermometer for Granny."

Wrath by Eu Vou!

Sour Sweet had said that she didn't care about Appiano's health and reputation.

She had half-heartedly defended Appiano from the people attacking him and insulting him online, while Sunset Shimmer, Fluttershy, Flameboy- among many others- went out of their way to shield Appiano from the outside world and to curb down the rumors and insults against him.

Sour Sweet thought it was going to be forgotten.

She was wrong.

Very wrong.

"Esci fuori di lì, viscida cagna che non sei altro!" Appiano shouted, as he banged on her house's bathroom door, probably with his fists. "HO bisogno di scambiare due paroline con te!"

"I'm not going to get out to apologize for that!" Sour Sweet said, as she stood behind the shower's white and black curtain. "You should've avoided to follow that asocial nerd freak that is Twilight to whatever land that nutcase thinks she's from!"

There was a tense moment of silence.

Then a roar.

The door gave in, breaking in a million of pieces and sending wooden shrapnel everywhere, as Appiano charged shoulder-first into the room, before doing a formidable leap towards the curtain.

Sour Sweet froze in terror, her bladder releasing itself as she saw Appiano's first come closer to her face.

"Non osare chiamare così, pezzo di merda!" Appiano shouted, as he landed his first punch onto Sour Sweet's face, making her collapse backwards onto the floor and almost hit her head against the wall. Appiano quickly kicked Sour Sweet in the arms, before kneeling down t slap and punch her all over, which caused Sour Sweet to moan in pain as she flailed her arms around in a vain attempt at defense.

By the time Appiano stopped beating up Sour Sweet, there wasn't a single spot on her body that wasn't currently aching.

"O-okay... I-I get it. I-I give up…” Sour Sweet whimpered out, as she uneasily went back on her feet, while Appiano stared at her right in the eyes, bellowing like a bull.

Appiano grabbed Sour by her left wrist, dragging her out.

"I'm not done just yet!" He said, bringing her outside the bathroom into the nearby dining room, where a pack of diapers and a camera were waiting on the table. "I'm going to make oyu pay for those photos with more photos!"

Sour Sweet whimpered in pain and in shame.

Sanity by GlitchyProductions

“Do you have any new information about Adagio and Aria Blaze?”

Sunset felt horrible. It’s been weeks since the end of the battle of the bands concert and the two remaining sirens were nowhere to be found. The aftermath of the concert was a mad scramble to try and locate the three sirens before they could escape town and head to another.

“I haven’t heard anything from the police or any of my friends.” Sunset rubbed her eyes, feeling incredibly tired after coming home from her long search for the remaining sirens. “Rainbow Dash said, she went to the train station to keep an eye out for them but they weren’t there.”

“If they were anywhere near the train station then I would have been informed by the police.” Principal Celestia took a sip of her coffee; clearing out her throat and setting it back down onto the table. “Has…” She stopped, obviously looking nervous for what she was about to ask. “You know, Sonata…”

“She’s been fine.” Sunset replied, “I changed her a few minutes before you arrived but that’s about it.”

“Did she…” The Principal paused, trying her best to think of what to say next.

“Nope,” Sunset disappointingly shook her head.

Principal Celestia sank back in her seat, slowly shaking her head, crossing her arms, “Dang it. And I thought if we waited for a couple of days she would open up and give us additional clues.”

“I don’t think she’ll be able to.” Sunset cringed. “There probably isn’t enough of her left to even recognize their names, let alone a clue on their whereabouts.”

“It’s a shame.” Celestia looked down. “But I must ask,” The Principal perked back up. “How did she get into your garden if she was acting like she is now?”

“I don’t know,” Sunset shrugged, “she must have gotten lucky or something. I’ve never told them where I lived and I have never directly told Sonata.”

“It’s like something drawn her to you.” The Principal took another sip of her drink.

“Whatever the case is,” Sunset leaned back resting herself onto her chair, “we’ve got one of the sirens and that’s good enough for me.”

“Even if…”

“Even if she’s acting the way she is.” Sunset finished.

Sunset and Celestia soon heard loud footsteps coming from the hallway. Sunset glanced at the Principal and mentally prepared for the worst.

Sonata waddled into the kitchen, surprising the Principal by her presence alone; her feet loudly stomped on the cold kitchen tiles resulting in her feet effectively making a slapping sound with each step.

Sunset forced a smile and gestured for the guest to come over to the table. “Oh Sonata!” she called, “Are you feeling okay?”

Celestia saw all that she needed to see. The former siren didn’t respond to Sunsets call and stared into space.

“Do you need another diaper change?” Sunset asked.

Sonata wore a pair of frilly pink socks, the type that only a small child would wear on their first day to school. Celestia inspected her t-shirt and noticed it was the traditional Canterlot High jumper that’s used for the Fall Formal. Underneath the jumper was a white diaper, its thickness had spread the sirens legs outward resulting in her walk to resemble a toddlers.

The charm she wore back at Canterlot High was replaced with a bright pink adult pacifier that dangled wherever she walked.

Sunset tapped her lap and gestured the siren to come over and sit down. “Want to sit down and talk to Auntie Celestia?”

Sonata stared into space for what felt like a good minute before reacting to the student’s question. She continued her waddle and slowly made her way over to the table, placing her padded rear onto Sunset’s lap.

“Sunny…” Sonata whispered, she spoke similar to that of a child.

“What is it?” Sunset wrapped her arms around the toddler, feeling Sonatas head rest on her shoulders.

“I, I gotta… T-Talk to you…” She pulled out the TV remote from her jumper pocket and placed it on the table. Sunset looked at the remote and inspected it in case of any drool or teeth marks. “I w-wanna turn the TV on…” she whispered, pointing over to the door that leads to the living room.

“Silly billy,” Sunset replied with a motherly smile, “You press the big red button, see?” She picked up the remote and pointed to the big red button found in the corner.

Sonata didn’t respond. She sheepishly grabbed the remote with both hands and hopped off Sunset’s lap, making her journey back to the living room.

Celestia watched the two interact; politely keeping her hands together until Sonata finally left the room. Sunset Shimmer instantly dropped her smile and placed her hands on her forehead, resting her arms against the table.

“I see what you mean.” Celestia sighed, “When you spoke about her during the phone calls…”

“Yeah.” Sunset nodded, interrupting Celestia. “Mind of a three year old with the body of a twenty-one year old.” She sighed, “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“But you’re doing something special,” Celestia crossed her arms. “I can’t imagine any other student looking after her. I don’t think I could do that.”

“She was crying for her mother.” Sunset stated.

“I’m sorry?” Celestia blinked.

“When I found her, I mean.” Sunset rested up against the chair. “She was dirty, her pants were soiled and I don’t think she even knew where she was.”

“It’s horrible,” Celestia cringed at the image. “Whatever her sisters did to her is horrible.”

“What makes you say that?” Sunset asked.

“I don’t know.” Celestia shook her head, obviously upset. “I get the feeling she was abandoned shortly after the concert, scared out of her mind.”

“Scared enough to mentally regress back into a toddler?”

“Maybe.” The Principal shrugged. “I know the school has asked a lot from you these past few months during this investigation, but you need to keep Sonata safe.”

Sunset nodded. “I’ve been doing my best.”

A smile came to Celestia before getting up from her seat. She picked up her handbag and slung it round her arm.

“If you need anything, anything at all, just call me on the phone. I’m going back to the Canterlot High to speak to my sister about something.”

The Principal slowly walked out of the kitchen and entered the living room. She poked her head around the corner and noticed Sonata sitting on the floor, staring at the TV as an assortment of loud cartoons played on the screen.

Sonata turned her head, revealing her baby pink pacifier in her mouth and noticed the principal staring at her.

“Goodbye Sonata.” Celestia cooed, forcing a smile. “Have a good night.”

“G-Goodb-buh-ye…” Sonata mumbled from under her pacifier and waved at the adult.

Stupidity by XXXX

Rainbow Dash rapidly walked on the well-kept lawn of Principal's Cinch suburban home. She was dressed in pseudo-camo gear from head to toe, with black streaks of soot painted just underneath her eyes, and her hands covered in black gloves. A video camera was strapped onto one of her her thighs, with block notes and a pencil strapped to her other leg while a pair of binoculars swung around her neck and her smartphone was securely inserted inside an internal pocket of her trousers.

"The only thing missing is a sidearm," Rainbow Dash said to herself with a chuckle, as she quickly looked around her in the backyard. "And then I would be a perfect warzone journalist!"

After a few seconds, Rainbow Dash noticed a rather large door-window and, not too far away, a half-withered laurel bush sitting right in front of the aforementioned, almost as if it was put there to help any would-be peekers to have an hiding spot next to a major aperture into the house. She rapidly walked there and she dove in the bush, rustling several leaves in the process and snapping away some of the branches.

Rainbow Dash, binoculars in her hands, put the aforementioned instrument onto her nose, staring through them. She saw  Principal Cinch's yellow sofa covered with a plastic sheet, a coffee table in front of said sofa, on top of which- much to Dash's confusion- there was a stuffed lamb- one that clearly had seen many years go by- and a half-empty baby bottle of milk.

"A baby bottle and a stuffed animal? Does Cinch has young nephews?" She asked to herself. "Or maybe she's got grandsons already!"

Dash sneered at her own joke before going back to her observation, noticing that also the wheat yellow and emerald-colored couches and the chairs were covered in plastic sheets and that there was a small wastebin in a far corner of the room.

"Anyways, whoever they are, those babies must be kind of messy. I mean, when my little cousins come over, we don't usually put plastic sheets over everything!" She said to herself. "I'm really curious to know what's going on here, though. I mean, this looks really interesting."

And with that, Rainbow Dash wiggled her hand down to her left thigh, grabbing her video camera and setting it on a couple of branches, then taking up her pencil and her notebook and putting them on her knees. She set the pencil in her right hand over the notebook and her binoculars back on her eyes, slowly moving her head left and right, scanning for activity in the room.

Minutes passed, nothing but the birds and the wind blowing as sounds to keep company to Rainbow Dash's steady breathing and occasional leave rustling in the attempt to get a little more comfortable inside the bush.

Then there was a soft squelching sound. Rainbow Dash ignored it as she kept staring at the living room.

"When is she going to come over here? Where is she?"

"Right behind you."

Rainbow Dash jumped up startled, destroying the bush completely in a shower of sap, leaves and branches. Landing on the ground again, Rainbow Dash quickly turned her back around, only to see Principal Cinch, dressed in her usual attire, staring right at her with a huge frown.

Rainbow Dash rapidly run away from Cinch. However, shortly after exiting the bush, her escape was cut short by her face meeting the glass and knocking her out cold.

Rainbow Dash woke up again with her forehead hurting.

"Ack!" She yelped, as she sat up and massaged her forehead to soothe the pain out. She slowly opened her eyes, revealing to herself that her legs were covered with a green and yellow fleece blanket and that her shirt was gone, with only her black bra in place.

As her mind went fully operational, she could also feel that her legs could ot be properly closed out, due to something standing in their way.

"W-what is that?" Rainbow Dash said to herself, as she slowly removed the warm fleece blanket from her lower limbs. She saw a thick light pink diaper hugging her crotch and her butt, which caused her to yelp and blush.

"What happened?" Rainbow Dash asked to herself, expecting everything but an answer coming from anyone.

"It's rather simple, oh ye scholar of my rival." Principal Cinch said as she walked in, dressed in a white night gown which had been pulled down enough to reveal her sagging breasts. "You, in your endless stupidity, have tried to spy on me in a obvious spot. For your trespassing, I am going to punish you the way I've punished many of my most unruliest students."

Rainbow Dash looked at her somewhat confused, trying her best to not look at her wrinkly old body.

"Sticking me into diapers is your punishment for trespassing?"

Principal Abacus Cinch let out an evil chuckle, as she sat down next to Rainbow Dash.

"No. I am going to treat you like a little one for a day and I am going to take pictures of your punishment, so that you may not escape the shame. And, since most seemed to be repulsed by it, I will give you a taste of my breasts."

Rainbow Dash stared at Cinch's face and gulped loudly. Principal Cinch smirked evilly.

Lawsuit by Dyslexic Foal.

Rarity loved her new baby colt whom she named Quartz,and the foal seemed to enjoy being loved by her.

She had almost thought she was dreaming when she was woken up one winter night by what had sounded like crying.

Upon opening the door, she had been shocked to discover a brown coated earth pony foal with a yellow mane and tail that looked as if they had gone weeks without being brushed. His blue eyes reflected a look of sorrow, which seemed to fade when he glanced at Rarity.

“Mama...” they had said.

At first, Rarity was reluctant to take in the child permanently, even if she had to admit he was the most adorable little colt she had seen since Pound Cake. Being a fashion designer, and constantly having to look after her little sister, Rarity wasn’t certain she could spare the time and resources to properly love and care for the colt.

She tried asking all around, hoping that somepony was searching for a lost foal. But as the weeks stretched on with no response, Rarity reluctantly decided that she would adopt the colt herself, since he had taken such a shine to her.

Naming him proved to be difficult, but Rarity eventually settled on Quartz, for she felt the name suited him. And the colt seemed to agree with her.

“Does my baby want his diapee changed? “ Rarity asked, nuzzling her son, as she held him in her hooves. She placed him gently onto the changing table in the nursery she had set up in her room. Despite not being a big fan of changing diapers, Rarity proved to be surprisingly skilled at it (having magic certainly made it easier).

Quartz smiled and giggled, which Rarity took as a sign to proceed. In a matter of seconds, she had successfully wiped and powdered him, and set him in a fresh diaper.

“There we go, all nice and clean,” Rarity smiled, cradling Quartz in her arms “Just wait until your Aunt Sweetie Belle gets a load of you, she’ll love you just as much as I do.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Not one to turn away guests, Rarity carefully placed Quartz into his crib near her bed. “Just stay there, darling, Mama will be right back.” she said softly, and went downstairs to answer the door.

When the door was opened, in trotted a red coated earth pony stallion with a blond mane and tail not unlike that of Quartz. He was accompanied by a brown coated earth pony with a curly black mane and tail. Both had blue eyes that expressed nothing but pure rage, directed at Rarity.

“Ma’am, we know you’ve ponynapped our son!” the stallion shouted “Give him back at once!”

“I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met,” Rarity said, trying to defuse the situation “My name is Miss. Rarity, may I ask who you are?”

“My name is Rock Solid,” the stallion replied in an angry tone of voice “And my wife is Cold Dirt. Our son disappeared months ago, and after all this time searching, we finally learn that he’s been with you the whole time!”

“Well, I beg your pardon, but I specifically tried to search for the parents of a foal for weeks,” Rarity replied “I even circulated a few ads in the papers. If you wished to take back your child, you simply needed to come see me. As it is, I’m afraid I can’t turn him over to you.”

“Why not?!” Cold Dirt demanded “Give us back our son, or we will take you to court and bring a lawsuit against you for your actions!”

“I adopted your ‘son’ and named him Quartz, he is in my custody,” Rarity explained “And as the local hospital will clearly testify, when I found him he was very near death! He was cold, beaten up, and looked like he had not bathed in weeks! Nurse Redheart told me he was underfed to the point of malnourishment, and even now he is still below average weight for a foal of his age and species!”

“You dare to accuse us of child abuse?!” Rock Solid snapped “How dare you! Release ‘Quartz’ to us, or we’ll sue you for everything you have!”

“If you believe you can find a way to prove to the courts that the evidence of abuse and neglect provided by the hospital is not accurate, then by all means, take Quartz away,” Rarity threatened “I don’t want to believe you are as cold and heartless as I assumed the parents of Quartz would be, but seems I have been proven right! Quartz is in far better condition with me, than he ever was with you! I only wish I hadn’t tried to return him to his original family sooner!”

“Your adoption isn’t legal, we’ll see to that!” Rock Solid threatened.

“Good luck attempting to defy a declaration issued by not only the Mayor of Ponyville, but also Princess Twilight,” Rarity told Rock Solid “I’m sure she will be ‘interested’ to hear your side of the story.”

Rock Solid and Cold Dirt quickly realized what was going on, and with much teeth gritting they left. But not before they vowed to bring the lawsuit to Rarity anyway, convinced she had no case to stand on.

Rarity retreated to her nursery to care for Quartz. “Don’t worry, my baby,” she said softly, as she looked at her sleeping son “Everything will be alright, I promise.”

[NSFW] Cigarette by anon

Sonata Dusk coughed and shivered, hugging her plush seahorse extremely tightly and trying her best to ignore the smell that came from her used diaper, instead trying ot rely on its warmth.

"A-A-Adagy..." she whimpered.

Adagio Dazzle groaned, as she walked in the living room dressed with only her bra, her lower parts exposed, a lit mint-flavoured cigarette in her hands.

"What is it? Do you want to get changed? Do you want soup?" She asked, before blowing some smoke in Sonata's direction. The sick teen baby coughed strongly at the smell of the cigarette.

"C-could I-I have some s-soup? P-please?" She asked timidly from underneath her sheets. Adagio Dazzle sniffed and cringed, as she walked away towards the bathroom.

"Lemme grab the changing supplies, you're stinking this place up." She said. Sonata yelped.

"B-but... I-I don't want to g-get changed... i-it's so warm..." Sonata whispered in protest, not loud enough to be heard. Shortly after, Adagio came back with the changing bag, which she threw next to the sofa where Sonata was lying on. As soon as the bag landed with a soft thud, Adagio walked ot the sofa and kneeled next to Sonata, rapidly removing her blanket and untaping her diaper, causing sonata to start shiver and twitch all over due to the cold.

"P-please... don't..." Sonata whimpered, as Adagio silently cleared her lower parts up with some wet wipes and powdered Sonata.

"You'll get a rash and worsen your illness if I let you do that." Adagio stated dryly, as she slipped a new diaper underneath Sonota's butt, taping it up rapidly.

Sonata just nodded and whimpered, as she was in no position to fight back.

And thus night fell.

Sonata Dusk was now sound asleep on the couch, while Aria was busy fixing up a salad for her and Adagio, while the latter dried herself off from the shower.

"Aaaw yeah," Adagio said, as she slipped a pair of clean undies on her thighs. "Nothing like a shower and a pre-dinner cigarette to wash out the smell of some worthless clod's cum."

Aria Blaze grimaced.

"I didn't need to know that. And, speaking of cigarettes, you might want to drop that shit," she said, as she added ricin oil to the salad. "Not only this place feels like an opium smokery ninety-nine percent of the time nowadays, but it's also taking a toll on Sonata's lungs. On top of that, it is getting real expensive."

Adagio tied the towel around her breasts, as she swiftly took up a pack.

"Oh, stop your pointless preaching," Adagio said with a hint of sultriness. "It helps dealing with all thee stufff I've got to deal with. Not to mention, smoking attracts customers likes hot cakes."

"I wonder who would ever want to make love with a chimney." Aria commented, adding salt and pepper. "Sure I don't."

"Ask to the boys wanting a piece of my pussy, not me." Adagio said, as she grabbed a leaf of salad, slowly chewing on it, looking at Aria with an almost provocative look.

"Y'know, you could use a relaxation tool for yourself. Sonata has her lifestyle, I've got the cigarettes, you could find some anti-stress thing to do too!" Adagio mused, as she kept taking leaves from the salad's bowl.

"Like what?" Aria asked. "Sell myself like you?"

Adagio shrugged.

"If that helps you..."

Aria Blaze groaned and facepalmed.

“Or maybe I don’t have such a thing because I am always busy saving your sorry asses from living on a street by going around places to make the same money you blow on stuff like that?” Aria said, flying into a temper rather quickly.

Adagio smirked tauntingly.

“Do you think I care? And, besides, why haven’t you brought Sonata to the hospital, if you’re the most responsible one here?” She said, almost laying on the table by now.

Aria Blaze sighed. “I will do, one day.”

Banana by Eu Vou!

"You made her eat how many bananas?" Mrs. Cake said, eyes widened, as she stared at Pinkie Pie, who in turn was smiling sheepishly.

"You have told me t finish up the bananas left in the fridge..." Pinkie Pie said. "I just did what you told me."

Mrs. Cake facehoofed with a groan, while, in the background, Pumpkin Cake wailed in discomfort and pain, likely calling for somebody to fix up whatever was wrong with her.

"Pinkie, it's obvious that, if there are one hundred and fifty-three bananas in the fridge, you are not going to feed them alll to the foals." she said. "That much magnesium gave her diarrhea and cramps, it's a miracle that she isn't twitching around like a crazed pony right now!"

There was a loud fart. Pinkie Pie's face went green at the foul smell, while Mrs. Cak's nose remained unchanged.

"But she is sure going to wreck my nose sooner or later!" Pinkie Pie whined. "It's the twenty-fifth diaper in ten minutes and we're going to run out of nappies really soon!"

"Consider it your punishment." MRrs. Cake said, as she walked away ignoring the smell, her head held up high.

Pinkie Pie took a deep breath, before rushing up to Pumpkin Cake and lifting her up, bringing her to the changing table.

"I should really use my head sometimes..." She muttered to herself, as she unpinned Pumpkin Cake's ever-growing messy diaper.

Dream by GlitchyProductions

“We’re going to be very busy in the morning so I want you to get out of bed by 6am sharp. There’s a lot of spell books and we need to categorize and I can’t afford you to waste sleep, even by a few minutes.”

It was dark outside and everyone was going to bed. Twilight dipped her body into the thick blanket and wrapped it around her body, finally resting her bed on the pillow. Her eyes started to get heavy before she quickly drifted off into a deep sleep, ready for a bright tomorrow.

Spike on the other hand slowly walked over to his basket and glanced at the unicorn. He didn’t know where the day went, from making breakfast for Twilight, categorizing a new shipment of books to finally cleaning up the library.

Each step the young drake made over to his little basket he felt what morsels on energy he had left invisibly drain from him. He rested his head on the pillow and wrapped his blanket around his scaly body.

“Goodnight Spike,” Spike growled, imitating Twilight’s voice. “Goodnight loyal Mr. Dragon who’s been doing nothing but cleaning up and shuffling books around…”He tossed and turned until getting into a comfortable position. “Oh Spike!” He continued, “You’ve done so well you should take a break. Let me make the sandwiches for once… Humph.”

He turned his body round one more time and got a good look at Twilight loudly snoring.

“Gee,” He whispered, “A little break would’ve been nice, Twilight. We’ve been doing this all week…”

The lack of energy and the sudden weight on his eyelids began to take hold. Spike soon fell into a deep sleep.

“Wha-“

Spike opened his eyes and found himself to be in a different room. Instead of his basket, he noticed that he was sitting inside what appeared to a crib for foals.

“What’s going on?” He slowly stood up and grabbed the bars, shaking them violently.

“T-Twilight?”

Despite using all of his strength to rattle the bars, it wasn’t enough for them to move. The dragon quickly scanned the room and noticed he was inside a large nursery.

The walls were coloured white with several multi-coloured images of baby bottles, pacifiers and teddy bears all scattered along the walls. Toys of all kinds were on the floor. Teddy bears, plushies, toy carriages, building blocks and more were everywhere.

The door to the nursery slowly opened, creaking as it bounced off the wall behind. Spike took a step back and curiously watched before seeing Twilight enter the room with a smile on her face.

“Twilight!? What’s going on? Why am I in a nursery? Is this some sort of joke?”

The unicorn stepped into the room and looked through the crib bars to see Spike making random baby noises and unintelligible gibberish.

“Hello, little one.” Twilight trotted over to the crib, avoiding the various toys on the floor and peeked through the wooden bars. “How’s my little-“She squinted and noticed the lack of diaper around Spike’s waist. “How did you take off your diaper?” Twilight quizzically asked, mixing a motherly tone in her voice to appear friendly towards the baby dragon.

“What diaper!?” Spike exclaimed, he took another step back, feeling his back rest up against the other side of the crib. “This isn’t funny! I haven’t worn diapers in years.”

Twilight wasn’t listening; she couldn’t anyways, her horn started to charge up and her levitation magic started to envelope Spike and lift him up into the air.

“I can’t have you playing in your crib and suddenly pee all over the place. It’s highly unsanitary” Twilight lifted Spike over to the changing table in the middle of the room. Her magic animated the straps on the table and pieced together once Spike was in position.

Spike didn’t bother to respond to the unicorn anymore.

He wrestled with the straps and groaned in frustration only to be silenced by a large green pacifier being shoved into his mouth. An urge instantly came over him to start suckling on the pacifier, he didn’t even realise that he had begun to.

“You’re being a noisy little guy today, aren’t you?” Twilight nuzzled the dragon and sealed the diaper, placing the tapes on the front for a tight and snuggly fit.

He wanted to reply with a witty retort or at least scream at her for putting him in this embarrassing situation but he couldn’t spit out the green pacifier. His long tongue wrapped around the nipple and he continued to loudly suckle. Spike wanted to spit it out, but the feelings that came from it toppled his will and made him continue, soon forgetting that it was  in his mouth.

“All done!” Twilight sang, smiling at the baby dragon. “I don’t know how you got out of your diaper but I think I’ll need to keep a better eye on you.”

Another surge of magic came from Twilight’s horn and Spike found himself back inside the crib. Upon landing on the soft mattress he heard his backside crinkle, blushing intensely at the noise.

A teddy bear from the ground soon dropped into the crib, being levitated by Twilight’s magic, and swayed in front of the baby dragon. Spike fixed his eyes on the big bear and found its movements to be strangely hypnotizing.

“Hello, Mr. Dragon!” Twilight imitated a child’s voice, attempting to pass off her voice as the bears. “Twily is going to be busy for a little while! She’s got some spell books to organize!”

The news hit Spike like a ton of bricks.

The baby dragon quickly crawled across the crib and held onto the teddy bear, grabbing it by the shoulders.

“Wait!” Spike cried, his speech being muffled somewhat by the pacifier. “Twilight can’t leave!”

Twilight noticed the baby dragon’s cries and shook her head.

“Oh, Spikey…” Twilight cooed. “I’ve got to go and sort out these books. Princess Celestia told me it was very important that I-“ She stopped and looked the dragon in the eyes, something stuck her and his cute look instantly won her over. “Oh what the heck, I think the Princess will let me play with you for a few minutes. You’re too adorable to ignore!” Twilight squealed.

Her magic enveloped Spike and the teddy bear up into the air. Spike found himself being placed onto the carpet, surrounded by the wide range of toys. A part of him wanted to ignore the toys and find a way to escape the nursery but there was a force he couldn’t comprehend pushing him closer to the toys, he stood up and looked at a nearby rattle.

“If we’re going to play together then why don’t you choose what toy you want?”

Spike couldn’t choose, the sheer selection of toys surrounding him was more than his mind could take. He reached for the rattle he saw, but then imagined himself playing with the teddy bear.

“Can’t you decide Spikey?” Twilight giggled, “That’s alright. I’ve got an idea.”

A grin appeared on Twilight’s face; she pounced and landed on top of Spike. She blew raspberries into his stomach causing him to laugh hysterically. He kicked and flailed his arms in the air, unable to stop Twilight’s attack.

“You like that, huh?” Twilight stopped.

Spike nodded in response, still unable to remove the pacifier from his mouth, if he even cared about it.

“Good!” She ducked and commenced another attack on Spike’s belly, soon blowing another round of raspberries into him, causing another fit of laughter and uncontrollable kicking.

“S-Stop! It’s t-too much!” Spike mumbled, caught in his own laughter, he managed to push Twilight’s head away from his belly and prevent another series of raspberries and laughter.

Twilight leaned her head back and smiled at the baby dragon. Her smile slowly dropped when she noticed a yellow patch appearing on the front of his diaper.

“What?” Spike asked, tilting his head in confusion.

“It looks like my little Spikey has wet his diaper!”

He should have been angry, embarrassed even, but the warmth surrounding his crotch and the yellow spot appearing on the front of his diaper was the least of his concerns. Not once did he think about ripping off the tapes and making a mad dash for the shower to clean the filth off of him. He kept on thinking about playing with his toys, regardless of the state of his diaper.

And he kept on playing.

He felt naughty for making a foul in his diaper and it humoured him to see Twilight frown.

“Ugh,” Twilight recoiled, “You’re going to get a rash if you play too long in that.” She smiled and looked at the changing table opposite her. “Let’s get you changed.” Twilight sang.

Another round of magic wrapped around Spike’s body and he was lifted back onto the changing table.

He was strapped in and Twilight started to clean him down, the wipes were liberally rubbed against his body and a whiff of powder was applied to his backside. A fresh diaper was soon placed on him and the tapes were magically set on the front.

“All done!” Twilight continued to sing, “Happy now?”

Spike nodded in response.

“But I’m afraid you’ve got to back in the crib.” Twilight’s smile dropped, she looked back over to the crib and sighed. “Now that we’ve had some fun, I’ve got to go back downstairs and sort out those new spell books.”

He was lifted up into the air with another charge of magic and was dropped back into the crib. Spike was now starting to panic, he didn’t want to sleep, and he wanted to play with the toys on the floor.

“Nighty night, my little Spikey.” Twilight trotted over to the light switch and turned it down, the room darkened and the room filled with darkness. She exited the room and closed the nursery door behind her.

“W-Wait! Twilight! You can’t go!” Spike reached through the bars and tried his best to grab Twilight, despite the fact she was already gone.

Tears ran down his face and he burst into a full wail, he held onto the bars and tried his best to shake them.

He fell on his padded bottom and rested his head back onto the pillow, his crying depleted his energy and he found himself closing his eyes and seeing the world around him fade to black.

“Goodnight, Spikey.”

“Did you have a good night’s rest?” Twilight asked, loudly munching on her bowl of cereal. She looked at her dragon assistant grab the orange juice out of the fridge.

“Feelin’ fine!” Spike happily announced. “I don’t know what happened last night but I feel like I could run an entire marathon.”

“I guess all of that work yesterday must have done quite a number on you.”

“Well…” Spike hopped onto the table chair and started pouring into a glass. He started to drink from the glass and start on his toast.

Twilight stared at the dragon’s smile and felt a thought come to her.

“Say, Spike…” Twilight started.

“Yep?” He munched on his toast, getting crumbs all over him.

“I was thinking. Instead of sorting out those books, why don’t we go out and get some ice cream later?”

Spike stopped, placing his toast back onto his plate.

“Wait why? I thought these spell books we got from Princess Celestia were super important.”

“I know.” Twilight smiled, “I just thought you wanted a little break is all?”

“What made you change your mind, I mean… I don’t mind having a day off but, how come?”

“I don’t know.” Twilight mused. “I had this dream last night and it made me think about all the work we’ve doing lately.”

Spike blinked. “What kind of dream?”

“I don’t know.” Twilight shrugged, “I can’t remember. But it was nice.”

“How do you know it’s nice if you can’t remember it?”

“I just woke up feeling really happy and refreshed for some reason. I can always talk to Princess Luna to find out about my dream.” Twilight continued on with her cereal before stopping again, she looked at Spike and smiled. “What did you dream about?”

Spike paused. He thought back to the moment he fell asleep and the memories suddenly came flooding back to his head. The nursery, diaper changes and the floating teddy bear all stuck out in his mind. His cheeks burned a bright red and he sunk in his chair.

“Well… I had this nice dream with Rarity…”

“Okay.” Twilight giggled, “I’m guessing you were rescuing her from more Diamond Dogs, right?”

“Y-Yeah,” Spike nodded. “That’s it!”

“Alright.” Twilight nodded, smiling. “I’m going to categorize a few spell books and I’ll call it a day.”

“Want me to help? You said it was important, remember?”

“Nah, you can go back to bed and get a few more hours if you like.” Twilight used her magic to levitate the cereal over to the sink and placed it inside the wash bowl. She hopped off her seat and trotted over to the library door.

“Don’t forget to clean up before you go back upstairs, my little Spikey.” Twilight grinned.

Slave by SuperPinkbrony12

The discovery of King Sombra’s journal, deep within the catacombs beneath the Crystal Empire caused quite the stir of attention. Princess Cadence and Shining Armor especially were curious as to what sort of secrets the now deceased tyrant might have had, and whether there were any sort of traps or backup plans he had left in place.

To avoid the possibility of corruption, in case the journal itself was a trap, Princess Cadence contacted the pony she was convinced could properly resist the influence of dark magic, without putting the Crystal Princess or the empire at stake.

“Thank you again for coming on such short notice, Twilight,” Princess Cadence smiled at her sister in law, as the two alicorns walked through the glistening halls of the crystal castle “I would do it myself, but Shining Armor thinks it might be a trap. He said you have the most experience with dark magic, and could control it if the journal contains any portion of Sombra’s soul.”

“I’m honored to be here, Cadence,” Twilight smiled back, while maintaining her composure of seriousness “I just wish it was under better circumstances. Even if there’s a chance I could learn more about King Sombra, what I really want is to spend some quality time with you and Shining Armor, without the fate of Equestria being at stake.”

“Well, if you find anything that you think Shining Armor and I should know about, bring it our way, “Princess Cadence instructed to Twilight “Otherwise, you can just write down whatever information you find, and deliver the report when you’re finished. Shining Armor and I would rather not know too much about Sombra.”

“Why not?” Twilight asked, bringing her walking cycle briefly to a halt upon hearing such a statement.

“Sombra was blown to pieces, and there’s been no traces of his horn since then,” Princess Cadence told Twilight “Legend says that if it falls into the wrong hooves, it’s possible to resurrect him. If that happens, and he finds out we know about his past, there’s no telling what he’d do to us. Besides, Shining Armor and I have worked hard to erase Sombra’s legacy, and so far we’ve been doing a pretty good job.”

“But you’ll still look over my report, and the journal, once I’ve read through it, right?” Twilight asked.

“Of course.” Princess Cadence nodded, before she left the throne room. She knew how to access the secret catacombs underneath the throne, but preferred not to utilize the dark magic needed to open the way too often. Prolonged useage of dark magic could have disastrous consequences for those that had yet to master how to keep it under control.

Twilight took a moment to clear her head of unnecessary distractions, so that she could better concentrate on the task at hoof. Then, after carefully making sure no crystal ponies were passing by, she lit up her horn, and within seconds began to tap into the dark magic inside her.

Despite the headache forming in the tip of her forehead, Twilight managed to reveal the hidden staircase with little trouble. Once that was done, she breathed a small sigh of relief, and headed down the staircase, and walked through the door. On the other side, resting off to the side of the eternal staircase, was the journal, enclosed in a protective case.

“Time to see what sort of secrets King Sombra went to such great lengths to hide from the Crystal Ponies.” Twilight thought to herself, as she removed the journal from the protective case, and opened it to the first page.

For a while, nothing stood out to Twilight. The journal largely chronicled Sombra in his pre king days at first, gradually showing how he rose to power, and became the Crystal King.

But, the very page after Sombra’s coronation attracted Twilight’s attention. For, it read:

Dear Journal,

Today was my first full day as king of this glorious empire.

I must admit, the job is very ‘overwhelming’ to say the least. My faithful subjects lined up from miles away, just to speak to me about their problems.

Some of them raised legitimate concerns about not being able to provide for their families, or the possibility that my ‘forceful removal’ of Princess A’more (though to me she seemed more like a queen) from the throne may be viewed with suspicion by the princesses of Equestria.

But most of them just rambled on and on about pointless problems that they could easily solve on their own. But I held my tongue, for it is not polite for a king to question his subjects when they wish to meet with him.

Still, if this keeps up, I may relinquish my title to a worthy successor, and retire to the far reaches of The Frozen North. Assuming I can convince these crystal ponies to do away with their annual fair first. A task that seems like wishful thinking at this point.

Sincerely,

A VERY weary King Sombra

Twilight blinked and rubbed her eyes, surely that had to a misprint. There was no way this was the same King Sombra that became a ruthless tyrant, and tried to conquer all of Equestria.

“Perhaps it’s all just an act he put on for the first day,” Twilight thought to herself “And he dropped it from the second day onwards.” And with that thought in mind, she resumed reading.

Twilight felt like she was imaging things, this couldn’t be right. Page after page of Sombra’s journal showed that he was the exact opposite of how he had been depicted by Princess Celestia and Princess Cadence. The King Sombra documented in these pages, though obsessed with putting an end to the Crystal Fair, was the exact opposite of a heartless and ruthless tyrant.

He listened to everything his subjects had to say, even if he felt like they shouldn’t be troubling him with it. He never spoke out against them, and even pardoned a few farmers that had stolen from the castle in an attempt to feed their families.

It didn’t make any sense. How could Sombra be a kind and considerate king in the journal, yet somehow become a monster feared by the entire empire?

Hoping to find an answer, Twilight began to skim through the pages of the journal, until at last one caught her eye. It read:

Dear Journal,

Today, I finally completed all the necessary construction in the castle to indulge in a pastime that, I am told, is effective for relieving stress.

It was not easy to keep the deliveries secret from the eyes of my subjects, or the princesses of Equestria (who I suspect are weary of my motives), but I managed to fool them all.

My subjects believe it is a war room to prepare for the possibility of an attack by Equestria, while the princesses have been told it is a bunker to store more food for the farmers, to be given out in times of famine.

The truth about the room is hidden behind a well constructed illusion hidden deep beneath my first (and soon to be only) crystal throne.

For I have decided to become one of these so called ‘Adult Foals’, and have set up a nursery that will make the experience feel life like.

I have constructed a crib made from the finest wood in all the land, a crib fit for royalty, and much more comfortable than the bed in my personal chambers. It is stocked with a lovely set of pajamas ordered discreetly through a trusted source, all of them featuring the most adorable cartoon animals printed on them. And they match the onesie to a t.

In addition, my crib has a wide collection of stuffed animals from the orphanage in which I was raised, and my old security blanket and rattle.

Several packs of diapers in my size, some of them thick, and some of them not so thick lay waiting inside in of packaged boxes, and my heart is racing with anticipation as I countdown the minutes until I can try one on.

But the jewel in the crown of my special nursery is a massive crystal changing table, for it is atop this crystal beauty that I have stored the diaper packages, and the supplies needed to change myself. I look forward to that moment when I shall lay upon the padded surface to remove a used diaper, which I shall do with much mental fanfare. After that, I shall make swift use of the wipes to clean myself up, then with a sprinkle or two of foal powder, I shall fasten a new diaper to my rump. And then the process shall repeat itself whenever I feel like it.

To avoid exposure, I will arrange for a personal maid to dispose of the diapers after they have been used, and I shall pay her greatly to keep quiet about it.

All the while, my subjects and enemies will be none the wiser. I shall retreat to the nursery every day after court lets out, and ensure that my subjects know not to disturb me until morning (except for emergencies, and even then they are to knock and not to enter).

I can barely bring myself to write another sentence, as the thoughts of what I am about to do race through my mind like a shooting star.

I cannot wait any longer, I must indulge as soon as possible!

Sincerely,

The soon to be foalified, King Sombra

Twilight Sparkle gasped, she could not believe what she had just read. There were rumors that King Sombra had a secret he never wanted anyone to know about, hidden beneath his throne. But the thought of it being an adult nursery never crossed anyone’s mind.

With this newfound revelation, Twilight quickly jotted down some notes, before she resumed reading. Entry after entry after entry detailed how King Sombra enjoyed indulging in his secret lifestyle of an adult foal, and how relaxed he felt when he could end the day by changing into a fresh diaper, putting on his pajamas, and curling up in his crib with his animals and blanket.

But then, Twilight stumbled across a journal entry that was different from the others. It seemed to carry a different tone to it, one of anger and spite.

Despite the bad vibe she got from this entry, Twilight reluctantly read it:

Dearest Journal,

It seems that one of my subjects decided to ignore my requests, and follow me into my secret nursery. He saw everything, and even caught me in the midst of changing! The nerve of that stallion, to defy my privacy without even the slightest thought that my personal life was none of his concern!

Now, he has told the rest of the empire, and they all believe him! The mocking and taunting has become almost unbearable!

They are calling me ‘The Little King’, ‘King of Padding’, ‘The Young Prince Who Thinks He’s A King’, and even ‘King Stinkbra’!

I will make them ALL pay for this act of defiance!

That stallion will regret ever deciding to make that faithful decision to defy my privacy, I shall make him my personal slave for all eternity, and I shall see to it that he does not outlive me! As a slave, he will obey my commands without question, including becoming my caretaker!

But one slave alone will not keep my subjects in line, as I blindly thought they were. So the rest of the empire I shall enslave as well, as punishment for their treatment of me! They shall work the mines from dawn til dusk, and they will not be allowed bathroom breaks! Maybe then they will think twice about mocking me for my indulgence!

If they will not obey willingly, I shall FORCE them to obey! I have held back my true self for long enough, and now I finally have a reason to embrace it! They dare to mock me?! Then they shall suffer the wrath of the monster they created!

Sincerely,

The All Powerful King Sombra, Ruler For Life of The Crystal Empire

That was the last entry Twilight read, she was certain the few remaining entries chronicled King Sombra in the days and weeks prior to his downfall at the hooves of the royal sisters.

“This changes everything!” Twilight thought to herself, as she began to write the report on the journal “Now it all makes sense. King Sombra might have been struggling against his dark side the whole time he was king, until he made the faithful decision to give into it. And all because of a secret he went to great lengths to protect,” she then giggled “I must admit, the idea of him standing out on the castle balcony in his royal attire, shouting out growls and groans while in a dirty diaper certainly makes him look less intimidating.”

But as Twilight wrote the report, her thoughts kept turning back to the nursery. And she couldn’t help but wonder if it still existed.

Eventually, her curiosity getting the better of her, Twilight put down her writing quill, and began to search the surrounding area, using a hoof to feel for any kind of fake wall that would serve as the tell tale sign of an illusion set up to hide the nursery’s entrance from prying eyes.

Twilight searched for quite a while, but couldn’t find anything. Then, just as she was about to give up, Twilight found that her patience was rewarded, as her hoof passed through a wall just a short distance away from the case the journal had rested in.

Walking through the illusion, Twilight saw that the nursery was exactly as King Sombra’s journal had described it, right down to the still unopened packs of diapers, and the pajamas/onesie combo along with the security blanket.

That was when a powerful stench hit Twilight’s nostrils, and a quick investigation revealed the source. Apparently, King Sombra had indulged the very night before he was overthrown, and had not disposed of the diaper he had used on said night. The fact that the stench had not been noticeable until Twilight entered the nursery itself indicated that the illusion Sombra cast somehow confined odors to the room they originated in.

“Just wait until Cadence and Shining Armor find out about this!” Twilight said to herself, as she prepared to teleport to them with the journal. She could hardly wait to share the interesting secret she had found out.

But she had to wonder: Would they believe her without seeing the nursery itself? Twilight hoped they would, because a part of her felt bad for defying Sombra’s privacy, even if he technically wasn’t around to know about it.

Clothespin by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica.

Diamond Tiara breathed deeply yet again, before pinning the clothespin on her muzzle.

"Alright, you don't like and I don't like it," Diamond Tiara said, forcing herself to hold back her anger at Flowery Language's demeanor. "So, please, stay still and let me change you, so that we can get over this as soon as possible."

Flowery Language crossed her hooves and pouted, blowing a raspberry at Diamond tiara.

"I won't and you can't make me to!" She said, causing Diamond Tiara to groan loudly and roll her eyes.

"I can because, guess what, even if I'm a trainee nurse, I'm still a nurse," Diamond tiara said, as she rubbed her hooves, preparing them for the diaper untaping. "I can always find a carpet beater to use for break that cheeky spirit of yours!"

Flowery Language shook her head.

"I don't believe you!" She said, as a loud farting sound came from her. Flowery Language grunted and squinted her eyes, as the diaper expanded before Diamond Tiara's eyes, an implicit taunt to her.

"Fine! Enjoy your diaper rash!" Diamond Tiara said, as she walked away, towards her aunt who was now writing down the other patients' vitals.

"Auntie, that filly is still trying to oppose me. Should I start to do the next part of the routine?" Diamond Tiara asked, while Nurse Tenderheart patted a green foal's head who had just gotten his temperature taken rectally.

"Uumm... well, I don't usually do that," Nurse Tenderheart said, as taped the diaper back up on the blushing little foal. "But, since you aren't as big as me, I'll do it, while oyu take temperature and heartbeat in my place."

Diamond tiara sighed and nodded, as she took up pen, paper and thermometer in her hooves and set them in her nurse hat, while her aunt went to change Flowery Language’s diaper.

"So, Diamond, sweetie, did you learn something new?" Filthy Rich asked, while smoking a Llaman cigar and sitting on his pony skin-lined armchair. "And, are you appreciating your aunt more?"

Diamond Tiara, with her hooves still fresh of cleaning with sandalwood soap, nodded, while walking to her bedroom.

"Yes, that one should always bring some clothespin when around diaper users, and yes, I admire my aunt's ability to utterly ignore the stench of soiled diapers and pus."

Superhero by Diokno44

It has been a little over two weeks since Radiance revealed her Adult Foal secret to the rest of the Power Ponies. They had been openly supportive of her. Fili-second had even joined her for a few playdates. The others had even dipped their hoof into the foalish pastime every so often. Radiance and Fillisecond were often seen around HQ in foalish attire, or just diapers and their mask. They had even been called cute by other superheroes who they knew, such as Fire Fly, or the Green Guardian.

Currently, the superheroic group were out on patrol. Their costumed bodies were lying on a levitating platform. Their eyes were alert, watching for the simplest sign of crime. Beneath Radiance and Fillisecondś colorful costumes, absorbent diapers were wrapped around their flanks. Pacifiers dangled from elastic, yet strong strings created by Matter-horn. If it detected the stress levels of the two were high enough, they would automatically insert themselves into the mouths of the two Adult Foal heroes.

¨Anypony see anything yet?” Zapp asked, for once not in the air. SHe laid on her back, lazily looking about. She glanced up, noticing Humdrum and Radiance cuddling, before she turned her gaze back to the streets. She yawned, flexing her wings.

Suddenly, the sound of sirens could be heard. ¨Well, we didn’t see anything Zapp, but letś go check it out!” Marevelous chuckled. Radiance nodded, her diaper crinkling, as she directed their projected craft downward.

They landed in front of the First Maretropolitan Bank, the oldest bank in the city. It had opened shortly after the founding back in 2254. A large hole had been blown into the building. ¨Well, whoever this criminal is, they sure know how to make an entrance.¨ Matter-horn noted, as she led the charge in. They coughed, as smoke billowed about. Fillisecond created a mini speed tornado, blowing the smoke and dust away.

They came face to face with a pony wrapped in Marisian Sausages. He wore an off white apron, and a chef’s hat. Thick, meaty sausages had been shoved into the multi-special guards that all lay unconscious. ¨The Choker! His meaty sausages are too thick for most to swallow!” Fillisecond yelled, before giggling.

¨Ah, Power Ponies, you shall nevel t-¨ He was interrupted by a used diaper smacking him in the face. He tottered on his hooves, and smacked against the Vault.

They all turned to find Radiance being changed by Humdrum. She shrugged, ¨C-Class Villain, what did you expect?¨ She smiled. They all chuckled good naturedly, as The Choker was hauled off to the local prison. All the guards who had the Choker’s meat shoved into their mouths were taken to the hospital. Another crime busted by the Power Ponies.

Radiance, Hum Drum, and Fillisecond sleepily trotted into her nursery, and fell asleep cuddling each other in Radiance’s crib.

Unacceptable by SuperPinkbrony12

It took some time to get an appointment scheduled, but Aria eventually managed to get Sonata Dusk to see a doctor. Sonata was horrified at the idea of going out in public diapered, but Aria refused to take any chances, Sonata had been suffering accidents for weeks. It was far better to leave her in diapers, rather than face an expensive laundry bill because of ruined underwear.

“So, what did the doctor say?” Adagio Dazzle asked Aria Blaze, after Aria had put Sonata down for a nap.

Aria tried her best not to stand directly in front of Adagio, and attempted to look the other way as her fellow siren lit another cigarette to smoke.

“Well, he basically confirmed what I thought, Sonata caught the flu. It’s not anything too severe, but it does seem to be adversely affecting her bodily functions since this is a stronger case than usual.” Aria told Adagio.

“Didn’t you tell Sonata to get her flu shots so she wouldn’t catch it from some teen who decided they didn’t want to get vaccinated?” Adagio asked Aria.

“I did, and the doctor confirmed Sonata got all the necessary shots,” Aria replied, before sighing “Unfortunately, it seems they failed to predict what strain of flu would be going around this year. The current flu shots are useless against it, and a shot that can prevent it hasn’t been developed yet. That’s why Sonata’s so sick.”

“So, how come we haven’t caught it?” Adagio asked Aria, as she continued to smoke.

“Well, those showers you take after every prostitution session are probably helping, as much as I wish you’d stop trying to sell yourself,” Aria growled “As for me, I’ve been washing my hands pretty thoroughly every time I have to change Sonata.”

“That’s good, we don’t need any more sickly sirens around these parts,” Adagio shrugged “It’s bad enough Sonata’s diaper dependent until this flu blows over, a second so called ‘Teen Baby’ siren would make us the laughing stock of Canterlot City. And that would be unacceptable.”

Aria felt her anger rising to the surface at Adagio’s statement. She seemed to be completely unconcerned that Sonata was so sick, she just kept unloading her onto Aria every chance she got, as if she expected Aria to take care of everything.

“The doctor also told me Sonata’s lungs need a break from all that smoke you’re blowing around, and I’d be lying if I said I’m getting sick and tired of having to wash my clothes every week just so they don’t smell like they fell into an ashtray. To say nothing of the health risks” Aria said angrily, looking Adagio dead in the eyes.

“And what are you going to do about? In case you’ve forgotten, I’m still the leader of this trio.” Adagio Dazzle boasted.

“Well, I’m sick of putting up with your behavior and irresponsibility,” Aria snapped “If you want to throw your life away on smoking and being a stripper, I want no part of it! And I know Sonata doesn’t want any part of it either. We lost, Adagio! It’s time you accepted that fact, and stopped trying to prove you’re better than The Rainbooms, because you’re not! At least Sonata and I are on good terms with them.”

“You want me to let those teenagers have the pleasure of knowing they beat me?! Fat chance!” Adagio humphed “I’ll prove to them all that their victory was a fluke! One way or another, they’ll be sorry they dared to disgrace my name!”

“THAT’S IT! I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU!” Aria Blaze shouted at the top of her lungs “SONATA AND I ARE THROUGH HANGING AROUND WITH YOU, ADAGIO! THE LIVING CONDITIONS HERE ARE UNACCEPTABLE, WE’RE MOVING OUT!”

“Aria, what’s all the noise?” Sonata Dusk whimpered, slowly stumbling into the kitchen “I’m trying to sleep, can you keep it down? Pretty please?”

“Now look what you made me do,” Aria snapped at Adagio “You made me wake up Sonata. You’ve really done it now.”

Adagio soon learned that Aria was serious about her intent to leave.

But before Aria could think of moving out on her own, she had to take care of Sonata. She ultimately decided to let her stay at Fluttershy’s house outside of Canterlot City, at least for the time being. “The countryside should give her overtaxed lungs a break,” she thought to herself “Rainbow Dash may not like it, but Sonata won’t get in the way. And besides, Fluttershy’s an excellent caretaker, she should be able to nurse Sonata back to health before long.”

Despite the fact that it would mean living in a smoke free environment, Sonata Dusk hated to leave Adagio behind “I’m gonna miss all the fun times we had together, Adagio. For realizes,” she said, sniffling both because of the tears in her eyes and because of her cold “Maybe you could come visit Aria and I once we move in together?”

“Not on your life! Not unless you’re going to ditch those diapers and stop complaining about my smoking habit, which I’m still mad you told the school board about.” Adagio said angrily, and walked away.

“Well then, I suppose this is goodbye, Adagio Dazzle,” Aria said to her former fellow siren and partner in crime “Next time you see me, I’ll be living the life I always wanted to live. A life free from your overbearing shadow. Who knows, maybe I’ll even have a family with someone that actually loves me for who I am, not because I’ll give them a good lap dance.”

“You couldn’t take care of anyone if it weren’t for my help,” Adagio Dazzle boasted “So go ahead, leave for all I care. But when it inevitably doesn’t work, don’t come crawling back to me and expect to be forgiven.”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll ever be crawling back to this dump you call a home,” Aria taunted “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to pack up Sonata’s changing supplies, and take her to Fluttershy’s.” And with that, Aria and Sonata walked out the door, and Aria escorted Sonata (who barely had enough strength to stand without wobbling) to her car.

“Don’t you worry, Sonata,” Aria smiled, as she observed how peaceful the siren turned teen baby looked while sleeping in the back of Aria’s car “Life without Adagio will better for the both of us. I promise.”

Aria didn’t want to admit, especially not with Sonata around, but taking care of the sickly siren/teen baby had gotten Aria to think about having children of her own to raise someday. Hopefully, they would be less of a handful then Adagio.

Fist by GlitchyProductions

The door was opened by an incredibly strong push. The hinges groaned as the door frame was weakened by the sheer force of Lily’s kick. A small dent could be found on the front door where her foot print could be seen.

Lily Longsocks entered the living room, carelessly throwing her school bag and her winter coat onto the floor in a loud huff. She took big and heavy steps over to the staircase and ignored the pleas coming behind her.

“Lily.”

She continued up the stairs and reached the second floor, her hands were shaking and they were balled into fists.

“Lily. I just want to talk to you.”

She wanted to shove her fists through the walls and tear down the walls until the cottage was nothing but rubble. Controlling herself was easier said than done.

Tears streamed down her face, she did nothing to wipe them from her face. She went up to one of the hallway doors, she placed her hand on the door handle and twisted, causing the handle itself to bend outwards and snap in half.

The door was ultimately pried open and she tried her best to close it. Lily entered her bedroom and scanned the area. The walls had basic cream wallpaper slapped over them with a large wardrobe placed next to the window.

A child sized bed was placed along the wall opposite the wardrobe with a brown blanket and a pillow with a cover that had the images of different shaped clouds. On top of the pillow was a small teddy bear who had seen better days, its eyes were loose and various holes could be seen where the stuffing inside had begun to escape.

She walked over to her bed and grabbed her pillow, lifting it up and realizing it wasn’t under there. Her mood was getting worse and she needed it.

“No... No…”

This wasn’t happening. Of all the time she needed it, it wasn’t there. Her mind was filled to the brim with anger and her eagerness to punch another set of holes in the wall was going to become a reality.

“Looking for this?”

A familiar voice came from behind. Lily turned round and saw Cheerilee standing in the door frame. The teacher slowly dipped a hand into her trouser pocket and revealed a light purple pacifier with the emblem of a cartoony hedgehog on the front of the shield.

Lily’s eyes widened at the sight. She rushed herself over to the teacher and the attempted to swipe the pacifier from her hands. Cheerilee quickly elevated the item out of the child’s reach, causing Lily to frown.

“Give it to me!” Lily squeaked, lightly stamping one foot on the floor, causing the floor to violently shake. Cheerilee leaned up against the door frame and glared at the child.

The teacher remained quiet. Lily continued to angrily stare at Cheerilee, feeling more tears fall onto her cheeks.

“You need to calm down.” Cheerilee regained her composure and stood tall over the child. Her arms were crossed and an expression of worry was on her face.

“Calm down!?” Lily growled, pointing a finger at Cheerilee. “I want to calm down! But you aren’t letting me. I want to be left alone in peace so I can calm myself down!”

“Lily…”

“No! I don’t want to listen! I just want my pacifier and I want to be calm! Why aren’t you letting me be happy!?” Lily decided to perform another stomp, weaker than the last but still made the ground shake.

Cheerilee quickly held onto the door frame and felt the floor shake. In her haste, the pacifier dropped out of her hand and fell on the floor. Lily swooped down and grabbed it, slowly backing away from the teacher to shove the amber nipple in her mouth.

When Cheerilee realised what she had done, she saw Lily sitting on the edge of her bed, loudly suckling the pacifier. The child’s eyes looked heavy and they appeared half-closed, her head landed on where her pillow used to be with a slight thud.

“Lily…” Cheerilee sighed, feeling miserable. “I just wanted to talk about your day.” She took a few steps over to the bed and slowly lowered herself, sitting next to Lily. Her hand slowly reached over to Lily’s and she locked her fingers around hers.

Lily didn’t respond her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, still loudly suckling on the pacifier. Every now and then, the child gave light a light moan to express her relief.

“I’m not going to get anything out of you, aren’t I?” Cheerilee softly rubbed her fingers up Lily’s arm.

Lily didn’t respond. She was too busy suckling on the pacifier to notice what her aunt was saying.

“However, you’re upset and I understand.” Cheerilee nodded. “I promised the mayor that I’ll look after you and that’s what I’m going to do.” She looked at the teddy bear on the opposite side of the bed. Cheeriee grabbed it and brought it over to Lily and handed it to her.

“How about we do your special thing?”

Lily stopped suckling. Her head went up and she stared at the teacher, pacifier dropping out from her mouth.

“Now?” Lily was confused; the special thing only took place on Saturdays. “It’s a little early for that, isn’t it?”

“Nonsense.” Cheerilee cooed. “I know its Thursday. But you’ve had a bad day and I want you to be happy.”

Lily didn’t even have to bother. She leaned up and reached down for her trousers, pulling her zipper down and revealing her light pink underwear. Weak kicks soon threw the trousers off her legs, flying into Cheerilee’s face.

The trousers were neatly placed on the corner of the bed. When Cheerilee turned her head, she saw Lily now lying down with her legs spread outward.

She took this as a sign to advance to the next step. Cheerilee got up and walked over to the wardrobe and opened the doors. Inside were an assortment of clothes ranging from regular trousers, pyjamas, t-shirts, overalls and a pair of bright yellow wellingtons.

At the bottom, slightly hidden by the rest of Lily’s clothing, were several thick white diapers resting in the corner. All of them had printed images of baby bottles, rattles and random letters on the front. Cheerilee reached for one and grabbed it, closing the wardrobe doors as she made her way back over to the bed.

Lily continued more of her work and slowly pulled her underwear down to her knees, causing Cheerilee to avert her eyes slightly for Lily’s dignity.

The diaper was quickly unfolded and adjusted, it was placed under Lily’s bottom and the tapes on each side were soon pulled over and stuck to the front. Her legs were slowly pushed outwards as the thickness of the padding quickly built up by her crotch.

“There we go.” Cheerilee sang, taping the front of the diaper, impressed with her handiwork. “How do you feel?”

It was in that moment the stress and anger that pulsed through her felt like it was suddenly floating away. Lily started to change and presented her care-taker with a small smile, causing Cheerilee to respond with an even bigger smile.

“We can talk about what happened later. I’ll go and get a Sippy cup from the kitchen, how does that sound?”

“I want lots of milk!” Lily over-excitedly nodded, playfully throwing her arms up in the air.

“Warm or cold?”

“Warm!”

“Warm it is! Go get your onesie on while I head down to the kitchen.” Cheerilee threw another smile towards Lily before hopping off the bed. She exited the room and closed the bedroom door, despite the broken handle causing the door to jam.

Lily hopped off the bed and walked over to the wardrobe, gently holding the door knobs to slowly pull the doors to.

As the wardrobe door opened, Lily took a glance at the selection of clothing. Alongside the diapers, tucked away in the corner, there was several onesies neatly folded and placed besides the plastic packaging. Lily reached in and grabbed the first onesie she could see, a light purple fleece onesie with several printed images of various barnyard animals.

At the bottom, several pop in buttons were found, made for quick and easy diaper changes for the wearer.

Lily literally ripped her t-shirt off from her body, making a loud ripping noise; the shirt fell onto the floor in several pieces. In her wave of excitement she realized what she had done before mentally slapping herself. Thus leaving her clad in just the thick white diaper.

Her head dipped through the bottom of the onesie and poked out through the top, her arms soon followed with the soft material rubbing against her skin.

There was a few attempts for Lily to piece the buttons into their correct slots, she turned her head and clumsily shoved the buttons into the correct position. Once the onesie was buttoned up, the flap pressed against the back of her diaper and forced her legs to spread out further.

“W-Woah.”

Her legs quickly gave way, causing Lily to fall backwards on to her bed. Lily tried to move her legs but found it almost impossible, she giggled at the thought of having to crawl around like a toddler.

Lily slowly wriggled her way over to her pillow and rested her head, grabbing the purple pacifier; she quickly shoved it in her mouth and began to loudly suckle.

Cheerilee re-entered the bedroom, holding a plastic tray with an assortment of food and drink. Lily inspected the tray and noticed her bright green Sippy cup and a small plate with some chocolate chip cookies next to it.

“I’ve got some cookies for you. I was going to give them to you on Saturday but I think we can let that slide.” The teacher slowly sat down and rested the tray on her lap, “I warmed up the milk in the microwave for exactly thirty seconds.” She picked up the Sippy cup and handed it to Lily.

Lily grabbed the cup by the handles and spat out her pacifier. The tip of the cup went into her mouth and the milk rushed down her throat.

The Sippy cup was half-empty before Lily decided to stop, her stomach now filled with delicious warm milk. She let out a small burp, causing Cheerilee to laugh.

“Aah, I needed that.” Lily licked her lips.

“Feeling better?” Cheerilee asked.

“A lot better.” Lily nodded, she leaned forward and grabbed several cookies off the tray and stuffed them into her mouth, one by one. Crumbs and small chocolate chips fell onto Lily’s onesie, but the child didn’t notice.

The last of the cookies were consumed by Lily and her stomach was filled to the brim. Lily lowered her head down on her pillow, her eyelids felt heavy and her body went limp.

“Someone’s tired.” Cheerilee sang. “I think it’s the milk has done a number on you.”

“I can’t fall asleep now.” Lily yawned, “It’s four in the afternoon.”

“You’ve had a rough day.” Cheerilee comforted the child, placing a hand on Lily’s shoulder. “Get some rest. We can talk about what happened after dinner.”

“But…” Lily moaned, “I want to play with my toys…”

“No buts,” Cheerilee hushed, “Have a good rest with teddy and we can play AFTER dinner.”

“Okay.” Lily weakly nodded, pulling the blanket up to her chest. “But can you tell me a story?”

“I think I might have a story…” Cheerilee playfully giggled.

“Well... It’s about a little girl with a special gift.”

“A special gift?” Lily’s eyes beamed.

“It was a power…” Cheerilee continued, leaning closer to Lily. “She had a super pow-”

“Could she fly?” Lily interrupted, yawning in between.

“She was super strong.” Cheerilee reached over and dug her fingers into Lily’s chest, the child burst into a fit of laughter, weakly kicking her legs at Cheerilee. “She was so strong and everyone wanted to be like her!”

“I l-like this story!” Lily gasped, smacking Cheerilee’s hand way from her.

“Sometimes, bullies would make fun of her for her gift and it would make her upset.”

“Upset?”

“Unfortunately she would get angry and use her powers for silly reasons.”

Lily frowned; she knew the story was about her, but the silliness and the fun were just too much.

“How silly?”

“Super silly.” Cheerilee giggled, “But when she was upset, there was always someone there to make her happy.”

“Who was it?”

“It was someone she trusted.” Cheerilee winked, “Someone who made sure she was happy.”

Lily smiled.

“Whenever Lily felt sad, she always counted on Cheerilee to give her a big Sippy cup with some delicious warm milk.”

“And…”

“And a big cuddle!”

The instant Cheerilee finished she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Lily’s warm body.

“Tee-hee.”  Lily yawned. “I guess I needed that too!”

“I think it’s time for a nap now.”

“Wait…” Lily felt her eyelids close, shaking her head; she tried to lean back up but found herself being gently pushed back down by Cheerilee. The teacher leaned forward and gave Lily a small kiss on her forehead.

“Sweet dreams, Lily.”

Cheerilee held onto the tray and stood up, giving Lily one last smile before leaving the bedroom. On her way out, she dimmed the lights and closed the door.

Lily couldn’t deny it, her full tummy and the aftertaste of milk and cookies was wearing her thin. Her arms wrapped around the teddy bear for one last time and she zoned out completely.

Crinkle by anon

“Button, Sweetie Belle, it's bedtime now. Come over here!”

“Yes aunt, I'm coming!” Sweetie Belle said, as she grabbed Button Mash's hoof, causing him to flop off the couch where he was laying while playing on his green GameColt. He let out a little whine as his portable console fell on the wool carpet just next to the couch, closing down and jolting the cartridge out. “Noooo! I was that close to the end of the game!" He said as he got up and retrieved his console, while Sweetie Belle trotted away to the bedroom. Button put the cartridge back inside the slot before also trotting up the carpeted floor of the living room just next to the stairs and passing through the corridor with wooden walls--pictures of still nature and weird ones with mares laying on pillows while wearing saddles and looking provocatively at the observer.

When Button arrived in the bedroom, he saw Sweetie Belle's aunt near the wardrobe where she was extracting a folded diaper-like pink object from a box. Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle was on her bed, looking up at the ceiling with her hooves crossed and pouting.

"You wear pull-ups to bed, Sweets?" Button Mash asked, as the aunt threw one on the bed.

"Yes, I do." Sweetie Belle answered after a small, startled jump, now blushing, with her ears folded against her head and her tail quickly moving over to cover her lower area.

"Oh, yes, she's a big bedwetter," the aunt chuckled as she unfolded the pull-up.

Button felt something warm and fuzzy emanating from within his chest as he looked at the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. But, when Sweetie Belle put her tail down, exposing her butt and her genitalia, this feeling turned into something else. Button Mash felt his head buzz as a tingling sensation went down his spine and reached his lower body, making it lightly tingle.

Not quite understand why it was such a big deal for him, Button just looked behind him, whispering, "What?" to himself. He saw his tail still there, his legs still there, his family jewels trembling a little but not too much... Deciding that it was nothing, he turned around to see Sweetie Belle, now wearing the aforementioned pull-up, blushing and looking away as her aunt took out white pajamas with elegant and elaborate designs sewn on them.

"Do you need one too?" Sweetie's aunt asked as she moved the box near to her with her magic. Button recoiled. "No thanks, I don't need them, Hotbed Issue, Ma’am."

Much to Button's relief, the mare nodded as she put the box in the wardrobe and left the room while waving and flicking the lights off at the same time, saying, "Nighty night, then."

Once Sweetie Belle's aunt had gone, Button Mash jumped onto the bed, moved the covers away and crawled towards a blushing Sweetie Belle.

"Don't worry, I know how it feels. Kept wearing them until, what, two months ago?" He stroked her mane softly with his left hoof and tried to embrace her with his right one. Sweetie Belle, with a small whimper and soem crinkles, exchanged the hug.

"Well... I still wear them. I don't like it one bit," she said, squeaking

"I understand." Button was now embracing her. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about."  He blushed a bit at the thought... "At least... around me." Sweetie Belle smiled weakly, as she buried her head in Button's chest.

He felt tempted to move it away, as it was kinda uncomfortable, to have a head just on the heart. However, as he moved his hooves to try to do so, putting them on Sweetie's temples, he suddenly stopped as something inside him discouraged him from doing so. Something that told him that he liked it that way, because it was Sweetie burying her head in his small chest--something very close to the fuzzy feeling he felt before, but even stronger.

Soon, Button recalled moments they'd passed together in earlier days when, despite the fact that he hated pepper, he didn't get angry with Sweetie Belle when she had put some spices in his salad, when he had lent his GameColt charger to her, despite his being with very low battery, and now…

"Maybe... I'm in love?" he whispered.

Button shrugged and started to pet Sweetie Belle's mane and snuggle her.

I'll change her myself, after her bedwetting accident, tomorrow morning. After all, that's what lovers do, right?

The next day, Button Mash was woken up by a single ray of light  hitting his eyes. With a light graon, he rubbed his eyes open and jumped off the bed, shaking himself to dust hismelf off a bit.

"G'day." Button muttered to no one in particular, as he then walked to the bathroom to fullfill his bodily functions. As he washed his hooves, he remembered what he had told to hismelf the night before.

"Oh, should've cleaned my hooves after changing Sweetie Belle," he sighed, as he hastily dired off his hooves and went back to the bed. "Oh well."

There, he moved away the covers, revealing Sweetie Belle's rather soaked pull-up swollen up and yellowed, with traces of wetness on the bed covers around.

"Ugh, she seems to have leaked," Button said with a sigh, as he grabbed the pull-up's waistband. "But I can do this for her."

Whirpool by XXXX

That was it. The final moments of the Friendship Games were at hand, and Principal Abacus Cinch was watching them from the privileged position at the end of the two rows of students.

On her right, the disciplined, steadfast, orderly and well-trained cohort of students from her own school, the Crystal Prep School. On her left, the chaotic, unsteady and poorly-cobbled together riff-raff from the rival school, Canterlot High School.

At her opposite end Dean Cadence stood besides the two incompetent Principals running the other school, and, in the middle of the two rows, Principal Cinch's living jewel, Twilight Sparkle- a girl as smart and talented as she was weak-willed and submissive- was walking forward towards the designated spot where she was going to unlock the magic-capturing device of her creation, thusly unleashing the same power used as unfair advantage by Canterlot high School's rabble.

When she was a few steps away from the designated stop, Twilight turned around, looking at Cinch with what Cinch could only assume (and hope) were frightful eyes. Principal Cinch smirked and nodded her head, as to give her permission to proceed. The girl, with a visible gulp, turned around again, lifting the amulet-shaped device up in the air, holding it by the leather string. Meanwhile, Dean Cadence announced the start of the third challenge, and six girls from the opposite school's mob stepped forward, calling out Twilight's name in what Cinch could perfectly feel like despair.

"I see you do not like being beaten at your own game..." Principal Cinch muttered under her breath, as she watched the device slowly opening up and one of the girls of the riff-raff trying to make herself way. "Sadly for you, it is now too late. You shall suffer my school superiority!"

When it was full open, the amulet released a glowing white ball that floated mid-air and Twilight- much to everybody's surprise and shock- started to hover above the ground. Principal Cinch recoiled, but she planted her shoes' heels firmly in the soft muddy ground to stop herself from fleeing.

"I must watch, I cannot let such a momentous event escape my eyes!" She said to herself out loud. The glowing white ball rapidly morphed itself into what looked like an old-timey pocket watch, and then, still hovering, moved away from Twilight and went towards the two rows' center, dragging a shrieking Twilight along gently.

"What is that?" "What is going on?" "Is that supposed to happen?": Those were the questions coming from the stupefied crowds. Thought-much to her delight- Principal Cinch note that her students, even in the general confusion, still didn't break ranks, while the rival school's mob had started to scatter.

Then, all of the sudden, the pocket watch turned into a whirlpool of blinding light, accompanied by a mighty roar of unknown origin. Principal Cinch immediately covered her eyes with her arms, but she stood still, not afraid what was going on in front of her, despite the light, the fact that her ears- after catching the roar- were now ringing, and the feeling of her legs thinning down.

After what she felt like it had been an eternity in covering her eyes, the ringing waned and she also felt a little bit more stronger and healthier than before, Principal Cinch lowered her arms to watch on the mayhem.

"Let us see what happened..." She said to herself.

The scene in front of her was anything but pleasant to her eyes. Where the rows used to be, now there were just piles of clothes and, where Twilight used to be there was a baby- one likely no older than six months- looking like Twilight, and she was curled up and crying under an uniform. Looking at her sides, Principal Cnch noticed many toddlers runnign around, their bodies barely covered by pieces of clothing way bigger than they were. Some of the toddlers simply sat on the ground crying, others huddled together either for warmth or safety, and others tried to pick up some infants lying under the discarded clothes. Meanwhile, Dean Cadence ran around, trying to comfort some of the children, in collaboration with Principal Celestia and Viceprincipal Luna.

Clearly, the magic had regressed most- if not all- students to babies.

"I wasted so much money and reputation on Twilight for  this?" she said incensed, as she rushed forward to pick up the infantilized Twilight and hold her by the armpits, glaring right in Twilight's terrified big eyes.

"Listen up, you disgrace!" Principal Cinch said. "You have failed me immensely and thoroughly. You made me spend time and money to enroll your pretty face to Everton, and you repay me with this failure?! How dare you? Look at what you've done!"

Principal Cinch turned around to show the shameful display that was Crystal Prep's regressed student body.

"You have turned all of your peers into tiny, little, useless babies!" Principal Cinc said, as Twilight started to whimper. "I would punt you on the other side of the country, if you did not have parents, so I will settle to the next best thing: starting from tomorrow, your presence will not be welcome on my school's premises!"

Twilight's whimpers turned into a desperate, inelegant blubber that only a small child could do. Principal Cinch sighed, feeling much better about herself, as she kneeled next to Twilight's old clothes and grabbed the pink panties, tying them around Twilight’s tiny waist so to not have unpleasant accidents happen while she was still in her arms. Done so, Principal Cinch looked sternly at the toddlers running around in front of her.

"As for you," she shouted, keeping Twilight under her left armpit. "Regression is no excuse to skip school! Tomorrow, you'll come to school in your uniforms, no matter of small they are, and you will behave like the students of a prestigious school should, no matter how brown their underpants get! Was I clear enough!?"

Balance by Eu Vou!

Two days later, Principal Cinch-  after begin met with The sight of of a mostly empty school- decided to to call for a reunion of the regressed students' parents, to discuss about a plan on the current situation.

"As you could have guessed," Principal Cinch said as she slowly and drammatically sat down on the red padded chair at the reunion table's end. "Your sons and daughters have been involved into incident that resulted in them turning into tots and young children. In spite of that, their mental faculties and knowledges are well intact, and, as such, I have decided to let them keep complete their academic curriculum like normal."

Lemon Zest's father, called Pomegranade Seed, a thin blood red man with golden tufts of hair, got up.

"That is not acceptable." He said, while waving his left index finger. "They may be mentally the same, but, I think everyone in this room but you can attest that, their bodies are not, which has the un pleasantresult of making them unable to control their wastes, and the ones that can are either infants too small to handle a pen properly, or not really regressed to begin with. I think you can easily see the logistical problems of executing such a plan, Madam Cinch."

Principal Cinch formed a tent with her finger and gazed onto Pomegranade Seed, while others looked at either. "I have the manpower for a task like that, and The money can easily come from The fees you already pay me, only enlarged."

"Do you really think you can do that, even with state-imposed maximum fees?" he said. "Well, by all means do that. But you should know that I will not force this upon my daughters, nor many others will do The same to their children."

"I take that you love having your daughters in your house all day, Pomegranade."  Sleet, Indigo Zap's mother, a cream yellow woman with aqa green long curly hair, said dryly. "I will send her in. She has to learn many things still, and tweleve years in this fine institute shall be enough."

Pomegranade sighed as he turned his head towards Sleet. "I do not see why I should be bothered to see my daughter around my house. In fact, I would like to see her there more, and this is a good opportunity to do that. Also, more than a decade studying in this school? Did you drink your brain away? It would be wasted effort and money from our part and cause only misery to our offspring."

"We're born to suffer."

"That doesn't mean one should inflict it on purpose to themselves or others."

"Your lack of backbone explains a lot about your daughter's behaviours and sexual conduct." Sleet scoffed, as she casually watched her fingernails. Pomegranade immediately gritted his teeth and pointed at Sleet.

"Ah, yeah? Well, guess what, I don't make my daughter eat dog food when she comes back home with a bad mark," There was a gasp from most listeners, as Sleet recoiled.  "And I do not think that we should send our children to school after a major accident , I mean, are friggin' mad!?"

Sleet bellowed and leaped on the table, before begin held by the ankles by two other parents.

Principal Cinch sighed and facepalmed.

"Mister Pomegranade Seed and Madame Sleet, your maturity is on par with your offspring's," she said out loud, as a still-barking Sleet was forced to sit down by Sour Sweet's father and Sugarcoat's mother. Meanwhile, Pomegranade sighed and wiped his forehead. "It is clear that we need to reach a middle ground on the matter. Any suggestions?"

A hunchbacked sharply-dressed confetti pink man with ratty jaundice hair got up.

"Speak up, Mister Sun Salute." Cinch said with a rotation of her left hand and a small bow gestire.

"Hear me, hear me," Sun Salute said with his croaking voice. "Since our offspring is babies again, they go halfings to Daycare, halfings to normal school."

Everyone else in the room stared at him, baffled and confused both by The language used and The proposal itself.

"What? Of workings last time."

Principal Cinch massaged her nose's bridge with his eyes closed.

"Next!" she shouted.

Sugar Coat's father Bitter Pill, a tobacco brown man with dark purple hair, got up. "Let a week pass from now, then start school again. Let them complete the normal academical cycle from where they we're, then they can choose if they want to keep going until they are eighteen again, or try their luck in enrolling into a proper university. Either these two, or take a sabbatical decade."

Several hums of approval came from The test of The room. Principal Cinch nodded silently.

"That is actually doable. Any opposers?"

There was only a grumble by Pomegranade. Principal Cinch let out a chuckle.

"And so be it!" She said. "I shall order a new batch of uniforms for all of them, plus some incontinente gear, as soon as my hand will land on a phone!"

Fake by anon

The discovery of King Sombra's diary was a great discovery, Twilight was completely and utterly sure of it. The only thing that she had to do was to find a calligraphy expert that could help her identify Sombra's writing and keep the diary's existence a secret at the same time.

After days upon days of research for such an expert in the Crystal Empire and surroundings, Twilight had found one, a stallion called Burnt Feather and living inside a wine cellar-turned-home of Sombra's Summer Residence.

"How can I serve my Highness?" He said while slowly leading Twilight down the wooden stairs of his house's entrance. Twilight patted her saddlebag, so to check if she still had the book, before finally jumping off the staircase and going behind the stallion through the dusty shelves that once contained the finest and most precious wines of all of Equestria.

"You see... I think I have found one of King Sombra's diaries, but I am not quite sure if it's really his writings..." Twilight said. Burnt Feather scoffed, as he lead Twilight into his living-room studio covered in ink, quills, ink pots and empty glass bottles.

"Many claim to own such a piece, few really do." Burn Feather said. "Anyways, can I take a look, your Majesty?"

She nodded, as she pulled the book out with her magic, taking great care in setting it on the floor, so that the stallion could pick it up. Burnt Feather swiftly lifted it up to his eyes, opened it at the third age and then produced a pair of bronze pince-nez glasses, which he then set on his muzzle.

A few minutes of silent reading later, the stallion shook his head and put away his glasses, throwing the book away, much to Twilight's shock.

"What?!"

"The diary's is a fake. A well-done fake, but still a fake," Burnt Feather said.

"How's that possible?! It was in a protective case in the hidden staircase, sure it must be true!" Twilight said.

"I don't know, the calligraphy does not match Sombra's at any stage of his life. In fact, it looks closer to Empress Cadence's. Maybe she left it there?"

Skeleton by Glitchy_Productions

Skeleton by Glitchy_Productions

“What am I going to do with you?”

The light pitter-patter of the rain outside smacked against the bedroom window. The dark clouds overhead darkened the world below, also serving with a strong gust of wind which thrashed their way through the streets. A weak light came from Sonata’s lamp which brightened the bedroom enough for her and Adagio to see.

Sonata couldn’t respond, she looked at her own body and furiously blushed at the sight of her frilly pink underwear, reminding herself of the damp spot around her crotch area.

“That’s the third time this week, Sonata.”

Tears escaped from her eyes, the repeated news of her accidents was more than enough to push her over the edge. Sonata leaned forward and slammed her face into her pillow, letting out loud muffled moans of frustration and anger. Her anger increased when the damp spot on her underwear started to irritated her skin.

“It isn’t your fault. I thought you were ready to wear your big girl undies but it turns out you’re not.”

Adagio lowered her hand on her daughter’s head, softly running her fingers through her messy blue hair.

“It’s not my fault!” Sonata screamed through her pillow, smashing a fist into the pillow. “Aria locked the bathroom door!” She continued to loudly sob in front of her mother before sliding her hands down to her soaked underwear.

“I worked so hard potty training you and look what happens,” Adagio cooed, lowering her voice into a soft whisper. “Another accident, another wet pair of undies.”

“But it wasn’t an accident; Aria locked the door on purpose!” Sonata cried, finally grabbing the dry ends of her underwear. She slowly slid them down her legs, leaving herself completely naked in front of her mother. Sonata kicked her underwear onto the floor and rubbed her eyes, sniffling as she curled up into the fetal position.

“I believe you,” Adagio smiled at her daughter. “But you know what this means.”

Sonata looked at her mother, unsure of what she was talking about. And then it hit her.

“B-But I’m a big girl!” Sonata resumed her cries.

“I know,” Adagio continued, despite her daughter’s cries she kept a calm smile. “You might be four years old, but you need to wear your protection. I can’t afford to have you pee all over my carpet.”

“B-But…”

“No buts.” Adagio wiggled a finger at Sonata, frowning slightly. “We’ve had this talk several times now. I know you worked really hard to wear your big girl undies but you aren’t holding it in well enough.”

Sonata blushed.

“I’m going to get your diapers and we’ll figure out how to stop your accidents from happening, does that sound good?”

Sonata replied with a nod, sticking a thumb into her mouth to soothe her own cries. She watched her mother walk over to the closet and put her hand on the handle. A wave of panic came over her, realizing what was inside the closet. She hopped off the bed and ran over to her mother, grabbing her trousers and yanking her backwards.

“No! Mommy! Wait!” Sonata yelled.

Adagio let go of the handle and looked at her daughter, “What’s wrong?” She asked.

“You can’t go in there! I don’t want you to die!”

“What?” Adagio exclaimed, her eyes widened at what her child just said.

“The skeleton in the closet will eat you if you go in there!” Sonata continued to cry, desperately tugging on her mother’s bright yellow sweater.

“Who told you there was a skeleton in the closet?”

“Aria told me a skeleton lives in my closet!” Sonata sniffled.

“Don’t be silly, Sonata.”

“B-But she told me it would eat me…” Sonata trembled, taking a few steps back over to her bed the closer Adagio got to open the door.

“How about this, I’ll go inside and confront the nasty skeleton.” Adagio placed her hand back on the handle, watching Sonata quickly run back over to the bed and using her pillow as a shield. Sonata popped her thumb back into herself and ducked her head out of view.

Adagio opened the door and peeked inside, only to find the several rows of wooden shelves screwed on the wall. She pulled her head out of the closet and looked at Sonata, who kept her head down the entire time.

Adagio walked over to the bed and noticed Sonata sitting behind the pillow, her legs were crossed and her thumb was still in her mouth, waiting for the skeleton to appear.

“There’s nothing in the closet, honey.” Adagio placed a hand on Sonata’s shoulder, grabbing her attention. Sonata peered over the pillow and noticed the lack of skeleton in the closet; she cautiously hopped off the bed and inspected the closet.

“W-Where did he go?” Sonata shivered, quickly running behind Adagio to use her legs to hide herself.

“You’re such a silly-billy, Sonata,” Adagio giggled, running her fingers through her daughters hair. “There never was a skeleton.”

“But Aria told me-“

“She told you a lie, Sonata.” Adagio knelt down and looked at her daughter straight in the eyes. “She told you a very mean lie to try and scare you.”

It took several seconds for Sonata to process this information through before realizing what her sister had done. She frowned before continuing to let out more infantile sobs, allowing more tears run down her face.

“It’s alright,” Adagio leaned forward and wrapped her arms round her daughter, pulling her in for a hug. “I’m sure Aria has a pretty good reason for why she made a big fib.” Sonata found herself being lifted up by her mother who placed her back down on the bed.

Adagio returned to the closet and stepped inside, only to exit holding a cardboard box in both hands. Sonata continued to suckle her thumb while Adagio placed the box down on the bed.

“Here we go.” Adagio opened the box and looked inside. She reached in and pulled out a large pack of diapers which she rested next to the big box. A polka-dotted diaper cover fitted with a Velcro tape was pulled out along with a light pink footed sleeper. The sleeper had large snap on buttons around the back made for easy diaper changes.

The top of the plastic packaging was ripped open and a diaper was withdrawn. Adagio unfolded the garment and looked at the diaper; it was a plain white diaper with several printed images of baby bottles, rattles and teddy bears all on the front all in different colours and sizes.

“Lie down and I’ll put the diaper on you.” Adagio gestured for her daughter to rest her head on the pillow. Sonata obediently set herself down with her thumb still in her mouth and watched her mother for more instructions.

Adagio laid the diaper flat on the bed and moved it up to Sonata’s bottom. She used her hands to move the child’s naked body upwards and quickly slid the padded garment underneath. The front of the diaper was quickly pulled over Sonata’s crotch, covering up her private area for good. The tapes at the sides were pulled across one by one and were stuck to the front, resulting in the diaper hugging Sonata’s body tightly.

The thickness of the padding quickly pushed Sonata’s legs apart, causing the child’s cheeks to burn a bright red at the feeling.

“A perfect fit.” Adagio continued to smile, grabbing the diaper cover, she unfolded the thick garment and laid it down on the bed. Sonata slowly lifted her rear and lowered it back down once the cover was in position. Much like before; Adagio pulled the Velcro tapes and stretched them to the front, effectively sealing her daughter in an even thicker diaper.

The thickness between the diaper and the diaper cover pushed Sonata’s legs even further. Her legs wiggled from side to side and the feeling of the soft cotton and absorbent padding provided a nice cushion to her bottom. She applied a large amount of pressure to the front of the diaper, causing it to loudly crinkle.

The crinkling noise and the soft padding between her legs felt awfully strange at first. Sonata felt her tears and worries disappear as her concentration focused on the diaper she was wearing. Adagio smiled at the first sign of happiness from her daughter.

“Someone looks happy,” Adagio cooed. “Is my baby girl feeling better?”

“Mom!” Sonata whined, she moved her hands away from her diaper in order to stick her thumb back into her mouth. “I’m not a baby, y’know.”

“I know,” Adagio playfully rolled her eyes. “You’re a big girl. But you’ll always be my cute little baby.”

“If I’m a cute baby, then what’s Aria?”

“She’s a grumpy baby.”

Adagio reached for the pink sleeper and unfolded the clothing, listening to her daughters burst of laughter.

“Sonata, I’m going to put your sleeper in your drawers. You can wear it after dinner.” She stood up and walked over to the drawers, placing the sleeper on the top out of Sonata’s reach.

“But what am I going to wear over my diaper?” Sonata asked, standing up on her bed.

“You can wear your t-shirt.”

“No pants?”

“You can’t wear pants. If you’re going to wear a diaper then I have to make sure if I can see whether it’s been used or not.”

“But I’m not going to use it!” Sonata pouted.

“If you can prove to me that you’re able to go to the bathroom without wetting your diaper, then I’ll let you wear some shorts around the house.” She opened the top drawer and pulled out a light blue vest, the front of the shirt sported a printed image of a musical note. Adagio lifted the shirt over Sonata’s head and dipped the bottom through until her head and arms popped through the top.

Adagio took a step away from her daughter and smiled at her work. Sonata’s vest barely hid her diaper with the very bottom poking out for all to see. Sonata looked down and noticed the diaper poking out from under her vest and frowned.

“But what if Aria makes fun of me?” Sonata asked.

“Don’t you worry about a thing, sweetie,” Adagio’s smile dropped as she walked back over to the bed, dipping her hand back in the plastic packaging to pull out another diaper. “I’ll make sure Aria doesn’t make fun of you while you’re wearing your diapers again.”

Sonata watched her mother head to the bedroom door before turning back round with a big smile.

“Go play with your toys and I’ll call you down for dinner when it’s ready.” Adagio smiled back at Sonata. “If you feel the need to then just call me and I’ll help you get out of your diaper so you can use the potty like a big girl.”

Adagio left Sonata’s bedroom with the fresh diaper still in hand. She gently closed her daughter’s door and left her alone. The moment she started to walk down the corridor she noticed Aria Blaze standing outside the bathroom door, desperately twisting the handle unable to open the door.

“Oh no,” Adagio mischievously rolled her eyes, pretending to act surprised. “The bathroom door is locked. I wonder who did that.”

“M-Mom!” Aria whined, holding a hand between her legs. “You’ve gotta open the door! I need to go, like, really bad!”

“That’s a shame,” Adagio cooed, she shook her head from side to side. “I forgot where I put the keys. But don’t worry,” She grinned. “You can use this instead. It’s for your protection.”

Adagio slid the diaper into Aria’s view, her daughter replied with a look of horror and embarrassment before angrily shaking her head at her mother.

“N-No way! I’m not a baby!”

“Oh?” She frowned, “I’m sorry, Aria, but I can’t let you in there. The skeletons might jump out and eat you.”

“W-What skeletons?”

“Oh, you know. The ones you told Sonata lived in her bedroom closet. Does that sound familiar?”

The words hit Aria like a ton of bricks. Her eyes widened before being reminded of the immense pressure around her lower area.

“You’re in trouble, young lady.” Adagio grinned. She waved the diaper back and forth in front of her daughter’s face before beginning to unfold it.

Aria swallowed the lump that formed in her throat and accepted her fate. She was so focused on her mother to the point where she didn’t notice the warm liquid trickle run down her leg.

Train by SuperPinkbrony12

Cruise Speed’s soggy pull-up squished against her rump, which only worsened the pain from her lower regions caused by the rash she had developed.

“I don’t want to hear any complains, young filly,” Rainbow Dash said to her daughter “I gave you the chance to use a pee-pee bottle, but you didn’t take it. It’s your own fault you got that diaper rash.”

“But Mama, it hurts!” Cruise Speed complained, as she attempted to find a way to sit without suffering too much pain from the rash.

“You’ll just have to wait until we reach the train station,” Rainbow Dash said with a groan “The store at the station should hopefully sell rash cream, and some pull-ups. If not, you’ll just have to wait until your dad shows up. And next time, if I offer you a bottle, you’d better use it.”

Cruise Speed said nothing else, she just folded her hooves across her body and pouted. “Not my fault Mama didn’t pack extra pull-ups for the train ride.” she grumbled.

Rainbow Dash sighed, and prayed that the train would reach the station soon. Not only was Cruise Speed being a pain in the rump, but Rainbow Dash was not looking forward to the lecture her husband would give her when he inevitably learned about what happened on the train ride.

At long last, the train pulled into the station at Ponyville, and stopped. The car doors slid open, and passengers got up, collected their luggage, and stepped onto the station platform.

Cruise Speed was squirming about uncomfortably, and put a hoof to her stomach. Her bowels were begging for release. Something that did not go unnoticed by Rainbow Dash.

“Oh no! You are NOT going number 2 in that pull-up!” Rainbow Dash said angrily, and quickly grabbed Cruise Speed by the hoof, dashing off the train and into the station bathrooms.

“But Mama, I have to go, badly!” Cruise Speed complained, as the pressure in her rear continued to build.

“Then you can use the potty like the big filly you are!” Rainbow Dash replied, opening the door to one of the stalls. Without much fanfare, she ushered her daughter inside, closed the door, removed her daughter’s heavily soaked pull-up, and sat her on the toilet. She then carefully checked to make sure there were no ponies waiting outside the stall, before she began to open the stall door again.

“Where are you going, Mama?” Cruise Speed asked.

“To see if the store has something for your diaper rash,” Rainbow Dash told Cruise Speed “I’ll be back soon, just stay there and use the potty.”

“But I’ve never done it in public before!” Cruise Speed protested.

“It’s just like when you do it for me or Dad at home, just remember what I taught you.” Rainbow Dash replied, and quickly left the bathroom after making sure the door to the stall Cruise Speed was in, was closed.

“Please, please, let them sell rash cream and pull-ups!” Rainbow Dash prayed mentally, as she dashed to the station store. All she could do now, was hope she wouldn’t run into her husband while picking up the supplies.

Mistake by anon

Rainbow Dash stared bewildered at the teacher holding Dash's nearly all-red test in one hand and a diaper pack in the other.

"What?! Couldn't you tell me that before I took the test?" Rainbow Dash shouted as she gesticulated wildly. "I mean, what were you thinking?"

"Thinking that maybe, just maybe, you had the maturity and knowledge of a teenager, not one of a little kid. Not to mention the fact that you have crapped yourself in the classroom for the tenth time this week," the teacher said, as she calmly set the package on the main desk. "Oh well, I hope you will enjoy your new classmates' company until the end of the year."

Rainbow Dash glanced at her hands and deformed her face into a desperate frown. Then, she fell on her knees and spread her arms out, before slumping on the floor with a loud thumping sound.

"Rainbow Dash, for your own well-begin, I suggest to tone down your dramatic actions." The teacher stated dryly, as she turned around and returned Rainbow Dash's test to the pile of tests. After doing so, the teacher threw the pack next to Rainbow Dash and left the classroom.

Rainbow Dash's face was of one single shade of red, as she walked- or, better yet- waddled- inside Preschool's main hall, swarmed by the little ones tugging on her skirt and on her socks to ask her the reasons for her presence there and her wearing of a thick pink diaper underneath her usual skirt.

"I regret not studying harder for that test..." she whispered to herself, as she resisted the temptation to kick the little kids away from her, or to run away back to her usual classroom.

Maid by Diokno44

The warmth of the sun could felt felt across Canterlot. And it was felt most within the Royal Palace. A faint rustiling sound could be heard. Feather Duster, the junior assistant maid to the Head of Castle Staff, Floor Polish, trotted through the castle.

Feather was new to the castle. She had little knowledge of the castle’s layout. Alongside that, Feather had been born with a relativly weak bladder and bowels. The new maid often had to rush to the bathroom, and even then she rarely made it completely dry or clean. And with how large the castle was, and how labyrinthine it could be, finding a bathroom was hard.

Feather had, albeit with much embarrassment, decided to wear a diaper beneath the black skirt she wore as part of her uniform. Thankfully, she had gotten a pack of padding that matched her tan fur, She waddled slightly, as she tried to find a restroom. The thick padding made it hard to close her hind legs. And she had filled her diaper awhile ago, and it was starting to chafe. “Curse you chimichangas.” She muttered to herself. Her diaper hung low and swung with each step. Her eyes lit up when she finally found the bathroom. She took a deep breath, and entered....

And came face to face with Princess Cadence and Shining Armor, the former of which was laying on a changing mat, a full diaper held in her husband’s grasp. Cadence suckled on her pacifier.

Feather fainted.

Flay by anon

Ponyville Hospital Urologist’s waiting room had found itself inhabited with only two foals, a filly and a colt of about the same age; the colt, blue with an aqua green mane and the filly, white with a cream mane.  They waited for their names to be called out in order to start their appointments.

The wait was supposed to be quite short, especially since the test was routine but it dragged on and on for reasons that the two were unaware of.

“Oh c’mon! Just what are they doing for it to take this long?” The filly complained after dramatically waving her hooves and exclaiming loudly.  Looking towards the colt she noticed that there was no real response from him.

Sighing, the colt just stared at the pure white walls of the room, his gaze dull and unamused.

“What’s your name?” She asked. “Mine is Sweet Release.”

The colt took another deep breath and sighed.  Thinking to himself that he just had to be stuck with a talkative little filly while he waited.  “Azure Blossom.” He finally replied before going back to his original pensive position.  He didn’t know why, but he dreaded this wait and she didn’t help any.

“Oh, I see, you aren’t very chatty. You look… scared.” She said, frowning a little, as she tried to empathize with Azure. “As if something big is gonna happen to you soon.”

The two foals then waited for a little while more.  It didn’t seem like anypony would call them soon.  Eventually the colt got bored of staring at the wall and looked over at the filly and spoke.  “Do you know anything that can pass the time?” he asked.

The filly scratched her chin a little bit. She was a frequent visitor of the hospital, thanks to her father’s job, so she was aware of many things; up and including where to go if one was bored in the waiting room.  Although, she didn’t want to go too far away. She thought for a little bit, until her face lit up with inspiration.

“There’s a private wing not too far away from here, we could visit that.” She said.

“Well,” the colt said, looking at the door that led to the appointment, “They haven’t called us in yet.  We could take a look.”

Sweet Relief jumped off her seat, stretched her front hooves and walked away from the waiting room.  Strolling down the empty corridor, on her right Azure followed close behind.

After a bit of walking through the alleys of the hospital, the two arrived in front of a dark green door with several planks nailed to it. Sweetie Relief casually bucked the door, making it open up with the sound of splintering wood.

“Easy peasy.”  She grinned, strutting inside.

The colt looked inside.  It certainly looked like part of the hospital, but the fact that it wasn’t lit was enough to reveal it didn’t see much use. Most of the doors were unhinged and the floor was dusty, in stark contrast with how the rest of the hospital looked.  The lights, when turned on, flickered slightly before agreeing to the task of revealing their surroundings.

“Creepy,” the blue colt whispered to Sweet, a little unnerved by the turn of events.

Sweet Release shrugged with a chuckle.  “Oh, it’s not so creepy. Just a bit underused. I mean, the nursery looks like it has just been abandoned, and most rooms are still quite clean.”

He nodded, not really agreeing with her.  However, one word caught his attention and he frowned.  “Nursery?  Like for foals?”

“Yeah. What else?” she said “Wanna see it?”

His interest piqued as to why a nursery would be abandoned, he nodded in affirmation.  After all, they had all the time in the world to explore, in his mind.

Sweet Release giggled, as she read the colt’s expression of interest. She gestured to the door on her right. “This way Azure.”  She said, as she opened the door to the nursery. The nursery contained five white cribs, what looked like a metal changing table and several pieces of machinery of unclear function.

“Doesn’t look too much like a nursery to me,” he said, gazing around the room.  “There’s a lot of machines around here…”

“Well, what did you expect? This is a hospital’s nursery, clearly they gotta do a lot of things that they can’t do with either magic or hoof,” Sweet Release said. “Besides, more things to explore!”

“I guess,”  Mumbled the colt, still unnerved by the machines.  Doing his best in not to think about how they could be used for the moment.  “I wonder if they were foals like us or younger…”

“Weelll…” She said, looking at the ceiling and smirking “We could test that out.”

Azure made a face at her.  “What?  Really?” he asked, looking around.  “What if it’s… cursed or something?  After all, it’s still magical and stuff…”

“Cursed? I don’t see why it would be.” Sweet Relief stated as she walked towards one of the cribs, smirking all the way. “And besides, what kind of curse could have been put on this place?”

“Good point,” the colt murmured, but still had a few doubts about that given the spooky nature of the area and the fact it was abandoned in the first place.  “Hey, wait for me!” he called, not wanting to be left alone.

Sweetie Relief chuckled, as she had another idea pop in her mind. “I’m thinking, maybe you’d like to play around with these? Diapers mustn’t be too far away, so if we start to play babies or something…” she stopped herself mid-rant to mentally berate herself. “Nevermind. Though, I’d try some of these stuff out.”

“You try it out first,” Azure Blossom said, looking grossed out at the idea.  What pony in their right mind would regress themselves to a foal?

Sweet Relief quickly ran towards the changing table and looked underneath it. She spotted several unused packs of diapers still lying there, ready to be used. Sweet Relief grabbed one of them, labeled as ‘Silly Filly Diapers for Big Foals’, and opened one up, revealing a variety of diapers inside. She pulled one of them out of the pack and unfolded it onto the floor, then placed herself onto it.

Azure looked over, surprised that she was serious.  Trotting over to the filly and her diapers, as much as he didn’t like the idea but it was something to do.  “Need any help?” he asked her curiously.

The filly quickly taped up the diaper onto her crotch. She got up and shook it, making it crinkle very loudly and taking a few waddling steps forward, shaking her head.

The colt looked a little unhappy that he was ignored like that.  “Okay then,” he said, looking the filly over.  “How does it feel?”  He shook some of his mane away from his eyes, his head tilted in a questioning pose.

“Feels good,” she said.  “Wanna try one on?”

“I'll… I'll pass,” he muttered, blushing.  She looked cute to him, younger than her age.  “Unlike you, I'd like to keep my potty training.”

“Oh, c’mon,” she said, walking towards him and brushing her tail under his muzzle. “I know you’ll like it. I can just read that on your face, you just gotta have the guts to do it!” Sweet Relief said, as she turned around and walked towards the diaper pack and took another one out before picking it up with her mouth and trotting back towards Azure Blossom. “Ready to diaper up?”

“I- but- erf…” He grew flustered, a beet red.  “Fine, but this is your idea!”  Azure pouted a little, looking away while he laid down on the floor.

Sweet Release giggled, unfolding the diaper and sliding it underneath Azure’s butt before pushing it down over his crotch and taping it up. “There, all snug and warm!”

The blue pony, noticing she completed the change, stood up with wobbly legs.  Unlike the filly, he looked uncomfortable in the soft padding that made him walk funny.

The sight of the colt’s discomfort made Sweet Relief giggle, as she went on to poke his padding, making it loudly crinkle. “You’ll get used to it, trust me!”

He muttered something under his breath. “Trust you… right…”  Just wearing the diaper made him feel like a foal in need of a change.

Sweet Relief then quickly walked towards one of the machine, one made of a metal oval sphere and a small bedding in the middle. She quickly climbed ontop of it and laid down on the mattress, looking at Azure and winking at him.

“Hey!” he said, running after her unsteadily, nearly tripping over his own hooves as he hurried to her.  “That might be dangerous!”

She giggled as she rolled onto the mattress. “And what coudl be the worst that could happen? A scrape on my knee?” she said somewhat jokingly. “Not that a sissy, trippy colt like you could tell me what’s dangerous and what is not!”

“Sissy?” He frowned, taking offense to that statement.  “I’ll show you what being a colt means!”  Without much thought, he waddled to a similarly-shaped machine and landed softly on the mattress inside.

The filly giggled. “Well, somebody has to activate it first,” she sing-sang “You just happen to have taken your seat later, so…”

He rolled his eyes.  He wasn’t about to be outdone by a filly, so he hopped off the bedding to flip the nearest switches, not caring what they did before hopping into the pod, sticking his tongue out at her.

The ovals quickly closed onto the foals. Sweet Relief and Azure Blossom, now inside the pods, noticed several metal rods poking them all over before sliding into their diapers through the leak guards, making her blush and him squirm. Sweet’s blush grew stronger as she felt one of those bars brushing against her young private parts, stopping just underneath them. there was a whirring sound, where tension grew high and... nothing seemed to happen.

“Is it… broken?” the blue colt asked uneasily, more than a little tense.  “Are we stuck in here?”  He dared not move as the cold, metal bar whirred downwards, towards his plot.

The earth filly shook her head, not that he could see it.  “We’ll be okay.  These are for foals after all!”

The machines whirred for a few seconds more before it ground to a halt and retracted from their diapers, leaving no obvious change to the foals.  The pods opened shortly after, and the two exited with nothing but a slightly mussed-up diaper and wasted time.

“I guess… I guess it was broken,” the colt mused, hopping out of the machine.  “It wasn’t even scary.”

Sweet Relief shrugged as she jumped out of the pod.  “Why don’t we play a game instead, sissy?” she asked, knowing it would incite a response from Azure.

His lips pursed in annoyance, shifting to a more hostile stance.  “I told you, I’m not a sissy.  What game?”

“We play ‘you don’t have’ with the stuff around here!”  She explains with a grin.  “We each find something to put on the other from this room and we put it on the other, claiming that they don’t have that privilege anymore!  Ready?”

The colt made a face at that, but he didn’t back down.  “I go first!” he said with a grin, dashing off to look for something to take away from his new friend.  “Hmm… ah!  Here we go!”  He returned quickly with a pacifier gag.  “You don’t have the ability to talk clearly!”  He smiled, affixing the infantile bondage gear around her muzzle, silencing all but the babble.

Not wanting to be outdone, the filly trotted off once the pacifier was in, looking around the room.  It was a big room, so there were a lot of things around to play with.

Sweet Relief kept looking around for a long time, unsure about what to choose as privilege to revoke from the colt, until she noticed a spreader bar hidden just behind the diaper pack.  Grinning, she returned and held it up.  “You dow’t haw da abiwity to mow awound too well!” she said, or attempted to say, around the pacifier, affixing it on the colt’s hind legs, forcing him to waddle further.

Getting into the game, the colt walked clumsily around, unsure about the spreader bar that hampered his movements somewhat. He kept looking around the room, in the hope of finding something he could force onto the filly...

Group by Diokno44

It was a warm summer night in Maretropolis. Crime had been surprisingly low that day. It was only minor C and D Class villains, villains weak enough the police force could handle them easily.

So, to unwind, Radiance and Filli-Second had decided the superhero group should have a group foal session, with Hum Drum and the reformed, and now sane, Mane-iac as their caretakers. She still had her sentient mane, which helped care for the group.

The adult foals were currently engaged in various activities. For instance, Matter-Horn, as studious as ever, had somehow managed to make a model of the Heighs-Mareson particle out of plastic tubes, rubber balls, and some blocks  as a stand. Well that, and the replica cities she had made out of Heygo’s and blocks.

“Thanks for allowing me to help girls.” Mane-Iac smiled, sitting back in her chair. She nursed a vanilla and cake batter sundae. The Doctor Freeze magic powered air conditioner let a cool breeze into the nursery.

“It was no problem Mane-Iac.” Radiance smiled, as she bounced a ball between herself and Filli-second. She had traded in her costume for a light blue diaper, a mint green shirt with the words “Daddy’s Little Stinker” printed on it, with cartoon stink lines, and her pacifier, which dangled from a string around her neck. “I must say,” She stopped for a second as her bowels gurgled. Without pause, her tail raised, and she filled her diaper with a soft moan, “you are quite good with foals.” She smiled. She cooed as Hum Drum brought over a bottle of chocolate milk, which she began drinking from, while she bounced the ball. Hum Drum pecked his marefriends Filli and Radiance on the foreheads, as he went to rejoin Mane-Iac in watching over the padded group.

Filli giggled, “Looks like you’re shirt is accurate Radi.” She teased, causing Radiance to stick her tongue out at her marefriend. She sighed as she soaked her diaper. She then turned her head, “Heh, looks like Mare-velous and Zapp are in another contest.” She pointed to the duo, who were currently engaged in another messing contest. “I mean, even with my poo powers I don’t think I could go that much.”

“Tell me about it.” Radiance playfully rolled her eyes. “To think it took a diaper blowout and a trip down a few toilets to get you new abilities.” She chuckled, rolling the ball back.

That was when the crime alert rang out. It filled the nursery with red alarm lights, and the sound of sirens going off.

They all groaned, as they took off to deal with this threat. Maybe their used diapers could be of some used in stopping the criminal.

Will the Power Ponies actually do this? Who the buck is this criminal? Will Mane-Iac finish her sundae? Find out, same Power Pony time, same Power Pony comic.

Son by Folle Sparatore di Seghe in Fica

When the celebrations for the Crystal Empire's new heir died down, it was time for Twilight and her friends to pack up and leave the Crystal Empire, to return to for the next occasion, be it ill or good.

As Twilight was checking her checklist for her baggage, a small realization had dawned her, about the banners shown around the Crystal Empire, during the celebration.  Namely, most, if not all, banners had "All Hail Shining Heart, Our Crown Prince! or "Novus Dominus Natus Est!" written on it, instead of message more appropriate for the birth of a girl, like Flurry Heart was.

For this reason, Twilight had decided that, before departing, she was going to ask Empress Cadence about it.

"Hello Cadence!" Twilight said, as she walked inside Cadence's bedroom, while Cadence was nursing Flurry Heart.

"Um, Twilight, could you please knock the door next time? I know we have known each other since forever and all, but..." Empress Cadence nervously grinned and blushed somewhat, as she covered Flurry Hart and her breasts with her wing. "This is a bit of an intimate moment."

Twilight recoiled, looking away, blushing and covering her face with one of her wings.

"Oh, sorry Cadence, I didn't mean to do this." She said, before looking back at Cadence again, her head looking down. "I was just wondering..."

Cadence slowly and carefully rolled herself the other way, so to hide her own foal from Twilight's gaze.

"Yes, what is it?" She asked.

"Weell... I've noticed that most banners in the Crystal Empire were talking about Flurry Heart as if she was a colt, so I wanted to know why is that."

Cadence chuckled, a plopping sound coming from her.

"Oh, it's simple, Twilight. It's a long-held noble tradition of treating male offspring as fillies until they are potty trained, due to a bit of folklore telling that the Death Spirit had issues in taking little fillies' lives," Cadence said. "Once upon a time it was just dressing them up, but some ponies in Canterlot have begun transforming their sons into daughters for the duration of the tradition. Foals doesn't seem to mind or notice the change, at any rate."

Twilight nodded and mumbled interested.

"Soo... if I were to marry and have foals, and I will have a son, I would have to turn him into a filly?"

Cadence shrugged, as she turned around again, Flurry Heart now calmly napping in their mother's embrace.

"You don't have to," she said, "But it would help your standing."

Counterreformation by Diokno44

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.

Shock by anon

Sunset Shimmer walked with slow and careful steps towards Rainbow Dash bedroom's door, as to not startle her.

Ever since she had gone missing for one day while trying to spy on Principal Abacus cinch, Rainbow Dash hadn't been the same, as she was seen constantly huddling herself and rocking, avoiding social contact as much as possible and repeating a few words obsessively while doing so.

At first, her friends had tried to rescue her from her shock the usual way, but, when it turned out to be useless, they asked Sunset to go to have a one-on-one talk with Dash, as well as figure out what had happened to her.

Sunset Shimmer deeply sighed, as she put her hand on the door knob, pulling it down before pushing the door inwards, revealing Rainbow Dash sitting on her bed, a rather thick layer of junk littering her floor. Rainbow Dash's look was- even for a girl like her- rather disheveled and messy, and the rancid smell coming from her and her trash made Susnet reek.

However, resisting the temptation to make any kind of noise, Sunset tip-toed her way inside Rainbow Dash's room.

"Hello Dashie."

Rainbow Dash jumped up, startled.

"No! No! I don't want want milk for your saggy old breasts, you witch!" She shouted "I don't want any paci, I don't need any change, I need nothing!"

Sunset recoiled.

"What? I'm not here to do that, I just want to kno-"

"Don't come any closer, please!" Rainbow Dash shouted again as she climbed atop of her bed, revealing a pair of poop-stained black underwear firmly hanging by her knees.

Sunset Shimmer, realizing that and putting two and two together, bowed down and turned around.

"Sorry to have disturbed you, Dash." She said, before leaving as fast as her legs could carry her.

Strip by Diokno44

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.

Curse by SuperPinkbrony12

Twilight Sparkle was currently regretting her decision to ignore the warnings from Daring Do, which had resulted in her slipping on two bracelets, that ended up turning her into a giant kangaroo.

To make matters worse, the only way for the curse to be undone, was for Twilight to help at least 25 other beings, within the span of two months. If she failed to do so, the curse would become permanent.

Quickly deciding that the best way to help as many beings as possible in the shortest amount of time (and thus reverse the curse), Twilight decided to make use of her new body, and offer her skills as a foalsitter. Her pouch made it easier to carry foals around, and was surprisingly more comfortable than your average stroller.

“I hope Pinkie Pie wasn’t being serious about Pound and Pumpkin Cake being a hoofful,” Twilight thought to herself, as she adjusted the thick diaper that covered her entire lower body stopping just shy of touching her pouch (Twilight had quickly discovered that trying to use a bathroom with her new body was easier said than done. An adult kangaroo did not exactly work with toilets designed for quadrupedal beings. To avoid accidents, she had reluctantly decided to wear diapers) “Well, if all goes well, this will count as beings 9 and 10. Which means I’ll just have to foalsit 15 more foals, and then I can finally reverse this curse.”

When she was certain that her diaper was taped up properly and wouldn’t slide off or leak, Twilight took a deep breath, and carefully hopped downstairs to the playpen, where Pound and Pumpkin Cake were innocently playing with their toys and occasionally sucking on their pacifiers.

“Hey you two,” Twilight greeted, forcing the best smile she could under the circumstances “Since it’s such a nice day, why don’t we go to the park? I hear they’ve got a new sandbox.”

The twins put down their toys, turned to Twilight, and spit out their pacifiers as they cheered in excitement. They loved visiting the park, all of their friends hung out there (as did some of “Auntie Pinkie Pie’s” friends, but none of them ever understood a word the twins said. The three and a half year olds’ words could only be understood by those within their age range, and to an extent, Pinkie.), and there was always something new to explore. Maybe this time, they’d finally work up the courage to try that big slide they’d heard so much about.

“Okay then, give me a moment to pack everything we’ll need,” Twilight said in an overly sweet tone of voice “You two won’t disappear on me before I get back, right?”

“‘Kay, Auntie Twilight, we be good!” Pumpkin Cake promised “Right, Pound?”

“Yeah, we be best behaved foals ever!” Pound Cake nodded “We not go anywhere, cwoss ouw hearts and hope to fwy, stick a cupcake in ouw eyes!”

Convinced the twins knew better than to break a ‘Pinkie Promise’, Twilight hopped away to pack a diaper bag with everything that would be necessary for the twins. She also packed a few spares for herself.  After double checking (and triple checking just to be safe) to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything, Twilight carefully slung the diaper bag filled to the brim with foal supplies over her shoulder, and hopped back to the playpen. She proceeded to carefully scoop the foals up, and gently stuff them into her pouch “Comfy?” she asked the twins.

The twins nodded, and delighted in sticking their hooves out to poke Twilight’s padding.

As Twilight prepared to hop out the door of Sugarcube Corner, she couldn’t help but worry. This was the first foalsitting assignment that required her to leave her castle. And considering her current destination, it was a guaranteed certainty that somepony was going to spot her.

The question was, what would Ponyville think to see the Princess of Friendship as a giant kangaroo in a giant diaper? She hoped that they would understand, which was almost a certainty.

Twilight took a deep breath, and hopped out into the morning light.

Gamer by Superpinkbrony12

Thanks to the Internet meme about her, Sunset Shimmer’s life became one of ridicule and unending taunts from bullies. She tried her best to grin and bear it (especially since Rainbow Dash had threatened to beat up anyone who made any rude remarks about Sunset Shimmer), but “Weird Baby Girl” only seemed to grow and grow in popularity. And as it grew, so did the taunting, teasing, and unending humiliation.

But, just when Sunset Shimmer was resigned to the fact that she would probably forever be defined by the meme (and even briefly considered returning to Equestria to escape the shame and teasing), an unexpected development caused Canterlot High and much of the internet to forget about “Weird Baby Girl”.

“But Mom,” Button Mash complained, as his mother watched over him with eyes like that of a hawk locked dead on its prey “Sunset and I had a deal, and she lost. It’s not my fault she sucks at Super Smash Brothers.”

“From what I understand, the only reason she issued that challenge, was because you went back on your agreement not to tell anyone about it,” Button’s Mom scolded, as she saw to it that the photos Button Mash had taken of Sunset Shimmer padded with his phone (and on every website with a profile that he’d uploaded them to) were deleted “For absolutely no reason at all.”

“But how am I supposed to make up for the meme I created?” Button Mash asked out loud “I can’t just ask people to take back ‘Weird Baby Girl’ it’s recently cracked the top ten memes list at number nine! There’s no stopping it now!”

Button’s Mom smirked, as she said to Button “Well, I know one thing that the Internet always eats up like crazy. And it just so happens, I’ve got several videos worth of that content.”

“What do you mean - wait, you can’t possibly mean-” Button Mash shivered.

“I do,” Button’s Mom giggled “I can tell right now, that ‘Silly Gamer Boy’ is going to become much more popular than ‘Weird Baby Girl’. And you’re going to help promote it.”

“No way! I’d rather die of embarrassment!" Button Mash protested.

“Then perhaps you would rather the entire Internet know you as ‘Crazy Diaper Boy’?” Button’s Mom suggested “Because I’ve got just as many home videos of you from when you were in diapers, and I’m certain they’d be even more popular than those videos from you failed gamer channel a few months back.”

“That’s not fair! I can’t win either way!” Button Mash complained loudly.

“Well, it’s the least you can do to make it up to poor Sunset Shimmer after all the humiliation you caused her!” Button’s Mom said seriously “If you don’t want to lose your allowance, on top of being the talk of the web, I suggest you do as I say.”

Sure enough, in a matter of weeks, “Silly Gamer Boy” had completely eclipsed “Weird Baby Girl” as the new Internet meme that everyone was talking about. By the time two months had passed, everyone but Sunset Shimmer, The Rainbooms, and Button and his mom, still remembered “Weird Baby Girl”.

To ensure such an incident would never happen again, Sunset Shimmer vowed to be extra careful (and buy some skirts that were not so easily pulled down by mischievous boys and girls if they so desired).

“I just hope Princess Twilight never finds out about this,” Sunset Shimmer thought to herself “Then again, maybe she already noticed during our sleepovers and just didn’t say anything.” She HAD noticed what looked like a pacifier like shape beneath Twilight’s shirt, and had heard a few crinkles coming from the Princess of Friendship.

Kangaroo by Diokno44

Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, as she hopped into the public park. Her fellow Ponyvillains hadn’t quipped about why the resident Princess was now a diapered kangaroo. Stranger things had occurred in Ponyville over the five-ish years Twilight had occupied the town.

The twins had been more or less quite. They had chatted to eachother in the language of foals few understood above their age range. The crinkiling diaper brought a fierce blush to Twilight’s cheeks. While it was true she found the diaper oddly comfortable, and she often wore one when engaged in intense reading (As she was often too occupied in a good book to notice the tell tale signs she needed to relieve herself), there was also another reason.

Both Pound and Pumpkin were potty training. The sheer oddity of Twilight more or less needing diapers, lest she ruin a perfectly good toilet, contrasted with the all most out of diaper foals in her pouch. Granted, she had a sneaking suspicion the duo would be diapered after their potty training was complete.

¨Alright, we’re here you two.¨ Twilight smiled, gently pulling the two out of her pouch. It felt so...odd to have hands, or hand like paws, outside of her human world form. Yet, here she was, an Alicorn pony turned kangaroo. She set the smiling foals in the sandbox, and hopped over to a nearby bench. Twilight hummed, as she propped open a book.

Pound and Pumpkin chatted to each other, occasionally making sure they had their sand play equipment, mainly two buckets and two plastic shovels. Or, were they trowels? Either way, the twins didn’t really care, as long as they could build.

Twilight’s reading of one of her favorite novels, Dune was cut short by a gurgling noise. The mare-turned-kangaroo’s eyes widened, as she knew the cause. She had, as usual, overdone it at MareDonalds. She had eaten two and a half boxes of their cheesy bacon fries. Not only was eating too much cheese (which she had no fear of, just quesadillas after an accidental spell during her fillyhood made some she was eating come to life and try to eat her), was like giving Twilight a powerful enema, but eating meat, while possible for ponies, would, in large quantities, give them diarrhea. Twilight whimpered, shifting slightly. One paw rubbed her stomach as she tried to quell the urge.

Twilight glanced around, she and the twins were the only beings in the park. She glanced at her diaper, and then at the bathroom. By her calculations, judging by how badly she had to go, there was little chance she would make it to the lavatories in time, and even then there was the fact that she was not a pony. Blushing, she knew what she had to do. Putting her book down, she got up, and squatted a little. She placed her paws on her knees, and shut her eyes. Grunting, Twilight began to unload her bowels into her diaper. The thick padding expanded significantly, and began to sag low.

Pound nudged his sister, and whispered, “Hey, Auntie Twilight going poopie.” He pointed.

Twilight finished, and fidgeted in her full diaper. “Maybe we can help her.” He suggested, as he and Pumpkin toddled over. “Auntie, maybe we help change your diapee?”

Twilight blushed, and stared at the two foals beneath her. True, it would be quite embarrassing to be changed by two foals currently undergoing toilet training, but it would at least allow her to keep a better eye on them, rather than hop into the bathroom and change there (every wise foalsitter knows that abandoning the foals you’re watching, even for a second, is a big no no). Plus, the faces they were giving her were nigh impossible to resist. “Alright, fine. But be quick.” She said, and reluctantly laid down on the bench with a muffled squish. Twilight had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

Pound and Pumpkin reached into their diaper bag, and pulled out the necessary supplies. They grabbed one of Twilight’s spares, a large, dark purple diaper, wipes, and gas masks (they had learned long ago, after eating some of their Auntie Pinkie’s burritos, how awful most messy diapers could smell). This brought an even larger blush to Twilight’s face. The twins cringed when they opened the diaper, exposing the mountain of mare/kangaroo manure to the world. Pumpkin’s horn glowed, as she slowly, carefully levitated the overfull diaper into a nearby trash can.

With some instruction from Twilight (the duo had changed each other a few times before, though they had to often get it corrected by Pinkie or their parents), they carefully cleaned Twilight’s rear of manure, until she was more or less spotless. Twilight helped them tape the diaper up, and sat up, “Thanks guys.” She smiled slightly. The twins merely smiled back in response.

Suddenly, a look of concern passed over Pumpkin’s face. “Auntie Twilight, did yous remember to bring ouw twaining potties?” She asked nervously, shifting.

“Yeah, we need to go, badly.” Pound Cake added.

Scrub by SuperPinkbrony12

Spicy Taco Tuesday?” Sour Sweet gulped.

Vice Principal Luna tried her best to keep a straight punishment face “Indeed. It is most unfortunate that the two of you had to pick today to cause trouble,” she then handed the two Crystal Prep students two pairs of gloves, two brushes, and two buckets of soapy water “Make sure you scrub those training potties thoroughly after you’ve emptied them out. They’re going to be needed quite often today.”

“Do we really have to do this? This feels like cruel and unusual punishment,” Sunny Flare complained, rubbing her sore bottom “Can’t we just get detention instead?”

“After what you two have done, the very minimum you could’ve been punished would’ve been with a suspension for up to a month,” Luna told the two “Be thankful your punishment only lasts for the rest of today. Now, hop to it.”

Sour Sweet and Sunny Flare reluctantly did as they were told, making sure to slip their gloves on so that they were nice and tight.

While Sour and Sunny worked themselves to the bone cleaning out the used training potties (and while Trixie reluctantly occupied herself with washing the cloth diapers), Sunset Shimmer and Pinkie Pie were happily playing with the other teen babies in the Vice Principal’s daycare.

But there was one person who personally wished he was anywhere but said daycare. And that was none other than Blueblood. Alas, he had lost a bet to Appiano, and thus he had been forced to become the teen baby’s playmate in exchange for Appiano’s silence on the humiliating loss in chess (Blueblood was the school’s chess champion, among his many other feats that he boasted. Losing to an “ameatur” like Appiano was one of the worst things that could’ve ever happened to him).

“I still do not understand this, Appiano,” Blueblood grumbled, as he made attempts (in vain) to conceal the diaper beneath his dress pants “What is that you and so many other students see in this ‘daycare’? Why do you enjoy dressing up like and acting like babies, especially when you act as if you were less than a year old? Surely, there are an infinite number of clubs and social events that would be a better alternative for after school fun.”

“De, you are far too uptight for your own good, Blue-Blue.” Appiano teased, he was currently dressed in nothing but a fiery red t-shirt with cartoon animals printed on it, and a thick white diaper. An olive colored pacifier hung from a string on his neck.

“What have I told you about calling me that?! Especially in public!” Blueblood hissed.

“Would you rather I tell the entire school of how the reigning chess champion was soundly defeated by the likes of me?” Appiano suggested “At least this way, you can still maintain your reputation, though your ego will certainly not recover.”

“All I want is some answers,” Blueblood demanded “What is it that motivates people to become these so called ‘Teen Babies’? What sort of appeal is there to this, especially when it involves diapers and frequent usage of them?”

“De, I could tell you, but I believe you would be better off asking some of the other students,” Appiano smirked “Why not start with Sunset Shimmer or Pinkie Pie? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I shall go see how Flameboy Shy is doing.” And with that, Appiano waddled away.

“Who should I ask first?” Blueblood thought to himself, as he looked around the vice principal’s daycare “Perhaps, Sunset Shimmer would be the wiser choice of the two. Pinkie Pie would probably just say ‘Because it’s fun.’ and leave it at that.”

Lullaby by SuperPinkbrony12

“Have you finished changin’ your sister’s diaper yet?” Granny Smith called from upstairs.

“Yes I have, Granny Smith,” Apple Bloom called back “‘Course, she was puttin’ up a real fight throughout the whole thing.”

“Ah, she’s probably just cranky because it’s her naptime,” Granny Smith said sweetly “Foals need to take their naps, or they get all cranky and fussy. Trust me, I speak from experience.”

“I’m not tired, and I’m NOT cranky!” Applejack protested, as Apple Bloom carried her upstairs and hoofed the regressed farm pony over to Granny Smith.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’m gonna go see if Nurse Redheart or Princess Twilight have found a cure for your ‘little problem’.” Apple Bloom said with a huff, and went back downstairs.

Granny Smith was used to foals being pouty and uncooperative, after all she’d practically raised three of her grandchildren all on her own for years. So Applejack was no trouble at all for Granny Smith.

“I ain’t takin’ a nap! I said I’m not tired!” Applejack complained, as she was carried to Granny Smith’s bedroom.

“Yes you will, and yes you are. Ya just don’t know it yet,” Granny Smith replied “Fortunately for you, I’ve got just the thing to fix that.”

“Do your worst, it won’t work!” Applejack said, folding her hooves across her chest in defiance.

Granny Smith just chuckled, and began to slowly rock Applejack back and forth, all the while singing her a little song.

Applejack tried her best to fight back, but she was powerless to stop her tiny body from closing its eyes. In a matter of seconds, Granny Smith’s lullaby had put her to sleep.

“Works everytime.” Granny Smith said softly to herself, as she lowered her sleeping granddaughter into her crib.

Granny Smith was going to really enjoy looking after her regressed granddaughter. This time, she would do it right.

But then a thought came to her “If Applejack is this pouty now, I can only imagine how much trouble she’ll be if she gets stuck like this.”

Rash by Ninjanin

Cinnamon Sweets, self-proclaimed mad baker, stared at the deep red rash on her partner. The grey fur of Lunar Gadget did nothing to hide the blistering skin, going from around her cutie mark to down into unmentionable places. She frowned and looked into Lunar’s eyes once more.

“So you’re saying that… an experiment gone wrong did this… something about a liquid splash?” She raised an eyebrow in disbelief as the unicorn mare fidgeted under her steady gaze.

“Well… Yes technically.” The eyebrow rose further.

“Technically?”

“It was just an experiment gone wrong honestly. Nothing to worry about Sweets, I’ll have your muffin launcher ready by Monday.” The gray unicorn began back away slowly, going to the open door of her clichéd underground laboratory. Cinnamon harrumphed and held up a hoof, stopping the scientist right in her tracks.

“Lunar, the doctor said the rash was incredibly like a ‘diaper’ rash, he even told you to get over the counter cream for it. I also found something… of yours in the garbage.” Cinnamon stared steadily at her, while Lunar could only look on in horror, paling to a ghostly white. She cringed back waiting for the onslaught of disgust to come from the earth pony.

“Well you should be ashamed,” Lunar slumped, defeated as a single tear slowly slid down her cheek. She should have known that this sort of thing was disgusting, no matter how much of a success the experiment was, excluding the rash of course. “Don’t you know that little fillies are supposed to have adult supervision? Look what happened when you tried to do things on your own… And seeing how I am the ONLY adult in this base… I will be the one that carries that responsibility.”

Cinnamon declared in flourish, making the unicorn giggle quietly, tears almost forgotten. “But first let’s sit down for lunch and discuss a battle plan of what we’re going to do. And for you to put that cream on.” Cinnamon grins as her friend and part time employee blushes and wiggles.

“Cinnamon… thanks.”

“You should have told me about the experiment sooner. Also I still expect that muffin launcher by Monday.”

Lunar grinned at the cinnamon colored pony and nodded, “Yes ma’am.”

Terror by Daxn

Scootaloo was not liking the situation she was in. She was strapped by the hooves on a table, back up, with only flickering neon lights to keep her company in the room.

"I-is anybody here?" Scootaloo whispered, unsure whether hope for an answer or not.

She got it, but now she was sure she didn't want to hear it.

"Yes, there's me, Silver and Rainbow Dash. I think we're enough for start out our operation."

"Diamond Tiara? What are you doing here?" Scootaloo said, turning her head around, and seeing Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon walking out from a door immersed in gray smoke.

"Yes, it's me alright. As for what am I doing here, I'm here for give you a grapkiolomia!" She said, as Silver pushed in a cart tray with several kinds of saws and scalpels on it.

"A-a what? What's that?" Scootaloo said, feeling uneasy due to Diamond Tiara's movements and words.

"Oh, thought you knew, it means I'll have to cut away those tiny, tender, useless wings of yours."

Scootaloo's heart started to pump faster and faster, as she started to twitch around and whine.

"No! No!" She said, as Diamond Tiara walked near and Silver Spoon pushed the cart tray forward.

"Why not? You don't have any use for them..." Diamond said, as she dramatically lifted up a couple of sawtoothed shears from the tray and Silver Spoon took a ginormous syringe from a tray seemingly outside Scootaloo's line of sight. "Don't worry, with that injection, you won't feel a thing."

The sigh of both the alleged instruments of cure made Scootaloo shiver and try to curl up. A rude noise and an unpleasant hissing sound accompanied her shiver, making Scootaloo quickly realize that she had soiled and peed herself out of fear. The mushy feeling on her butt and the realization brought Scootaloo to water her eyes up even more, until she broke down and cried.

"Aaaawww, did the little foal had an accident over the beddie?" Diamond tiara said in a sing-song voice as she put the shears in position and Silver Spoon lifted the syringe and put it near Scootaloo's flank "Don't worry, you'll get your paci if you'll be a good filly and let your wings to be cut!"

Silver Spoon grunted, as she prickled Scootaloo's flank...

Scootaloo cried out in terror and catapulted herself at her right side, clinging on the first thing she found her hooves.

"Hey! What's the problem, Scootaloo?" Somepony said groggily in a voice familiar to Scootaloo.

"S-sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo whimpered, her lower body feeling warm just like her face, as she detached herself from Sweetie Belle.

"Yes, it's me. Bad dream?" She asked, just before sniffing the air "And one that made you poop yourself too?"

Scootaloo moved her left hoof away from Sweetie Belle, and brought it down to her lower body. Touching it, she felt the mushy poop pressing warmly against her butt.

Scootaloo blushed in the dark and whimpered again.

"I hate you sometimes, Sweets..."

Smell by Eu Vou!

Apple Bloom could not understand from where the foul smell she was smelling came from, as she was sure she hadn't forgot to clean up everything around the house, after her siblings' work in the pigpen.

Where is it? Apple Bloom thought, as she exited from the kitchen, finding it squeaky-clean, to then sniff the air again.

Looks the smell comes from upstairs, Apple Bloom thought, as she sniffed again and walked following the bad scent Let's see.

Apple Bloom walked, following the trail, going up the stairs, not a single sound begin heard anywhere in the house, almost eerily enough.

Uh-uh? Everypony asleep? At this hour of the day? That's odd, Apple Bloom thought, as she finished her walk up the stairs, and made a turn in the alley, the foul smell getting stronger and stronger each step taken forward, making apple Blom scrunch her nose.

Ugh... something that smells so bad mustn't be very easy to clean up... it'll take me forever!

She kept walking, until she reached the end f the alley, where the bedrooms were. Near to Applejack's bedroom, Apple Bloom noticed a small white pile of white and yellow sheets stacked up. Judging from the smell's intensity by now, they were the source.

Yuck! What the hay happened to those? Apple Bloom wodnered, as she reeked, before holding her breath and throwing the sheets away. As her face turned into a hue in-between the green and the blue, she pulled the sheets away, revealing what was underneath it.

It looks like a... a... a nappy? Apple Bloom said, rushing away in the attempt to escape the fetor emanated from the used garment. Why is it there? And why is it used? Granny Smith said that she still can use the toilet, so what's an adult diaper doing here?

As Apple Bloom regained breath, she stood still, trying to find an answer, before deciding that the only way to do it was to ask to her sister and, maybe, her brother.

Apple Bloom took a rag, dropped it in water, then teid it to her nose and mouth, so to close off the smell. With this done, she went back upstairs, moved the diaper and sheets away, carefully avoiding spilling, then she lowered the handle, openign the door inwards.

What she saw was... surprising.

She saw Applejack lying on bed, a white bonnet tied to her head, blue pacifier in her mouth, and, on her flank, a white frilly diaper.

“uuumm... I can explain, I think?"

Dress by XXXX

The dress was frilly, lines upon lines of elaborate laces on the chest, trims on all the avaible hems, a silky veil at the bell end of it, poofy shoudlers and flower decorations on the false purpel shirt in-between the neck aperture.

A dress perfect for a little filly desiring to be a princess.

A little less so for a colt.

"Aaaawww, you're so cute in that dress!" Sweetie Belle said with a giggle, covering her mouth with her left hoof. Meanwhile, Pipsqueak blushed furiously and looked down, as he wore that dress alogn with a white bonnet and a liliac pacifier hanging on his neck by a trasparent plastic chain.

"S-Sweets, fow how long do I have to keep this thing on?" Pipsqueak shifted his rear left leg with a crinkle "I need to pee really badly, and I really don't want to use the diaper..."

Sweetie Belle walked next to Pipsqueak and pinched his left cheek.

"When I'll have a photo, also, wet diapers are really nice~" Sweetie Bell sing-sang, as Pipsqueak blushed even more and nearly pouted.

"I-I...."

"You what?" Sweetie Belle asked, with an expression which was a mixture between a smirk and a kindhearte smile. Pipsqueak immediately gave up.

"N-nothing..." he muttered, and Sweeti Belle patted his head.

"Good little filly!"

As soon as Sweetie Belle said that, the door was slammed open loudly, as a white mare with purple and light gray messy mane entered the room.

"I'm here, and who's the cutie to photograph?"

"It's over here, Twilight Velvet." Sweetie Belle pointed to Pipsqueak, who had jumped away started and, judging form the colour his diaper had gotten and the drips comign from it, wet himself to the point of makign the diaper leak.

"Gah..." Pipsqueak said embarassed, as Velvet left the room and returned with an enormous pink diaper and osme wipes.

"But, before we start, let's get that little wet foal changed!"

[NSFW] Ecstasy by XXXX

Rainbow Dash wasn't a mare that tended to regret things she had done, from the worst to the lightest. This time, she was regretting it.

Oh, if she was regretting it.

"And thus, for having offended me about my need for daytime protection against my urinary and fecal leaks, I, Princess Luna, condemn you, Rainbow Dash, to stay in my secret dungeon, tied to the wall, in the same outfit I wear for my necessity, and expel your lady juices, or your urines, if that please you -- but you'll have to leak --  in there with the aid of two vibrators at low setting."

These were the words that were spoken before Rainbow Dash had found herself in her current situation, with her wings tied to her body no thanks to a white ribbon with polka red dots, both her hooves chained to the white padded wall by a chain in a very resistant metal, a pink girly diaper firmly set on her flank, and two vibrators, yet to be activated, both of them with an end tied to her leg, with one ending in Dash's butthole and the other one firmly set inside her vagina.

Ugh, that thing is uncomfortable, just like everything else. Dash thought, as she shifted around a bit, her blush barely visible I hope this will get done real soon.

Soon there was the sound of hooves on hard surface, and the vibrator's handle on the remove was enveloped by a dark blue aura, as it was moved slowly by a notch, making the vibrator buzz lightly inside Rainbow Dash's pussy, the walls of her vagina begin basically teased by the vibrations of it. Soon, also the other one was activated, but by two notches, bringing a somewhat faster buzzing sensation.

Rainbow Dash immediately started to struggle, feeling very uncomfortable but also a bit pleased by those two things happening at once. Her blush grew in strength proportionately.

Gah!

This went on for a bit and, eventually, Rainbow Dash gradually stopped struggling, slowly getting used to the sensation, letting herself go in a pleased and embarrassed trance, as her anal cavity resonated and her sex was on the verge of getting humid. This went on for a long time, but Dash barely cared at this point.

Then, all of sudden, the strength was cranked up by some more notches. The vibrations grew in intensity in both holes, waking Rainbow Dash from her aroused slumber and making her fidget around savagely, as her ass basically shook around and its walls were constantly pressing against the vibrating instrument, and Dash's vagina almost closed upon the vibrator, until...

Appian by SuperPinkbrony12

Mrs. Mash yawned a little, as she shifted about in her seat. It was certainly taking a long time for those folks at Appian to get back to her.

Mrs. Mash checked her “security blanket”, and was relieved to hear the familiar crinkle that told her it was still clean. She still didn’t quite understand how it had come to this.

The work day had started out like any other for Mrs. Mash., until she had been called into the back office by her boss.

“Our online division is getting some new data software installed by Appian later today.” the boss had told her “We need someone to stay after hours, and work with them to make sure everything is running smoothly.”

Despite her protests, Mrs. Mash had been chosen to be that someone. And so it was that she was sitting in a desk chair, while she waited to hear word from Appian that the installment process was complete.

Seconds ticked by, then minutes, and yet no notification of an update was received. Mrs. Mash checked and checked, but her email box continued to display no messages.

Suddenly, Mrs. Mash became aware of an all too familiar sensation. She had to go the little girls room, and she had to go really badly. But her boss had specifically instructed her not to leave her post, until the Appian guys had finished installing the software, and it was tested to ensure it worked properly.

Trying to ignore the feeling didn’t help, and neither did checking the email box for new messages. Sighing, Mrs. Mash realized she had no other options. “I guess now’s as good a time as any to find out just how strong these diapers are.” she thought to herself, and stopped trying to hold back. Years of not only going through potty training herself, but also teaching her sons to go in the toilet and not their diapers made it rather difficult at first. But eventually, the silence in the room was broken by a loud hissing sound, and a rude noise.

“It’s a good thing nobody is around to see this.” Mrs. Mash thought to herself, cringing slightly about what she’d just done. Surprisingly enough though, her “security blanket” seemed almost none the worse for wear. Her “accident” was hardly noticeable, unless one looked really close.

Just a few seconds later, the email that Mrs. Mash had been waiting forever for appeared. The data software installment was complete, and everything was running smoothly.

Mrs. Mash yawned once again, as she turned off the computer and rose from her seat. “Well, at least now I can get changed out of this thing.” she said to herself, and slowly tiptoed down the hall to the ladies room. She was just grateful her company had the foresight to install adult sized changing tables in each of their bathrooms.

Sometimes, working at a company that sold adult diapers could have its perks.

Shelter by XXXX

Find shelter. Seek it with all the strenght avaible to her. Enter in it. Shape it. Enjoy it.

That was the only mission that young Pinkie Pie had given herself, ever since she had gotten her cutie mark, and her parents had sent her away to explore the world, and decide for herself if she wanted to settle outside the rock farm and never return again, or go back to her family and live in the family's lands for the rest of her life.

Until then, she had always been getitng a living thanks to the generosity of the bystanders and the payments given out by ponies willing to hire her for a party. As for her education, usually teachers were willing to take up the effort to teach her basic mathematics and literacy after the work was done. But, for sheltwers, everything was a problem for Pinkie, as hotels were either too costly or had policies for always-escorted cotls and fillies under a certain age, many families were hesitant to make her sleep in their houses evne for a short while, and the local homeless charities rejected her, saying that letting her mix with the ponies living in there was going to be very dangerous and unhealty for her.

So, most of times, Pinkie slept in a tent made with cloth scrpas and bomboo sticks, usually camping in the local park or, in absence of one, in a dark alley.

Then she arrived in the small town of Ulaan. In there, after one of her perfomances at a birthday, Pinkie met a mare, who styled herself as "Croissant" and claimed to be a great baker, and said she was willing to take Pinkie as long as she wanted to stay.

Pinkie Pie didn're refuse, but, then, she discovered a little secret of this mare. Namely, she really wanted a little filly all for herself, and Pinkie was just of the right personality and size for that.

What followed was Croissant diaper Pinkie Pie, bottle-feeding her, giving her pacifers and rattles or pass time, snuggling with her and talking sweetily to her almsot every day. It had gotten to the point that Pinkie Pie slept in a crib insdie a nursery made just for her, with a veritable collection of plush animals and a stash of diapers of every kind to cause envy to a big pouliatric hospital or a veyr large daycare.

However, everything had to end. Once Croissant deceased in her sleep, Pinkie was taken up the younger sister of Croissant, Cup Cake, whom, after packing up as mcuh as she could from her deceased sister's house, moved with Pinkie Pie to Ponyville.

Celebration by Eu Vou!

A palace ravaged, rooms in ruins, so many lives burned out like moths going straight into the flame, and yet there was no other word for it but victory.

At least, that's how Shining Armour thought it. After all, he had just escaped from Chrysalids’ humiliating captivity and banished her away with all her goons. He walked through the singed alley that lead to the castle's dungeons, where he had been imprisoned up to that point, for find anything that could work as war trophy.

Passing past burned banners and green goop, Shining Armour managed to reach the unhinged iron door hat brought to the dungeon's caves. Shining Armour sighed and looked down the now-slimy stone stairs, and saw a pile of used pink diapers stockled in the corner and rotting together, an adult-sized crib  with most of its bars broken in half or burnt to a crisp, a couple of rattles not too far from said crib and a wrecked changing table with its padded surface destroyed and its drawers into pieces not too far away.

"Chrysalis, Chrysalis," Shining Armour said while smirking to nobody in particular, going down the stairs with a slot step, trying his best to not slip on the goop "You always try to overthrow me by trying to indirectly emasculate me, but you just utterly suck at it."

At the base of the stairs, he lit up his horn, bringing in more light, light that allowed him to see something, in addition to the rotting diapers, the broken changing table and the destroyed crib. Namely, Shining saw a broken baby bottled that, apparently, used to contain a pinkish sparkling liquid, the nipple seemingly made out of tanned pony skin stitched together. Shining also saw an half-burnt Princess Celestia plushie and, underneath, another plush, this time of her wife Cadance.

"Well," he said, moving away with his magic the burnt plushie, and grabbing the much more intact plush depicting her wife instead "There's nothing else that I could collect and show off without being awkward. Let's take this, and let's go celebrate with some booze."

That said, Shining Armour went up the stairs again, walking down the alley until he reached the dining hall, where most of the officers and dignitaries were already drinking and eating heavily. Shining shrugged, as he hid the plush behind a statue.

"Let’s go join them."

Vest by XXXX

Sweetie Belle was sitting on her bed, pouting as she looked at what Rarity was keeping in her hands. She was wearing just her pink pjs with a white heart printed on the chest, while on the bottom she was wearing just a plain white diaper. Her left leg had external metallic beams as supports.

"I'm going to school in that? But it's so light and thin, it's almsot pointless!" She said, as she shifted around on her padded butt with a crinkle "I mean, everybody will see it!"

"Sweetie Belle, dear, don't make it any harder. All your clothes are to e laundered, and I don't want you to pee in your panties at school." Rarity said, showing the linen light blue vest she held by a iron thread coat hanger with two fingers of her right hand.

"But-"

"Look, Sweetie, you know perfectly well that your ability to control your liquid waste has been damaged by that car accident. The diaper is as necessary as rehabilitation, so, if oyu do it..." Rarity said, calmly and slowly, before getting interrupted by Sweetie Belle.

"But I don't want to do rehabilitation either! It's just clunky and useless! How is pulling my legs and bending them going to fix my problem?"  Sweetie Belle said, before getting up on her legs, wincing a little, before slowly walking, a noticeable limp in the offended leg "See? I can walk just fine! I can do it! I can do both!"

Rarity lifted her hand up, frowning angrily. However, she then put it down and groaned.

"Okay, as you wish, but, if you really want to go down that route, don't ask me to assist you in moving around, or complain about wet panties and embarrassment."

Sweetie Belle smiled, as she limped her way to her wardrobe, openigng a drwer and picking out a couple of cat-themed slips.

"I will not, sis!" Sweetie Said, as she moved back to her bed and untaped her diaper away, while Rarity left for give her some privacy.

Several hours later, Sweetie Belle came back home, limping with her vest soaked in the crotch area.

"Uumm... Rarity..." she said "how long will it take to dry out the clothes?"

Rarity smirked, but pretended to not have understood already.

"Another five hours. Why?"

Sweetie Belle looked down sheepishly.

"I wet myself on my way to bathroom at school..." She said “I have them in my rucksack..”

“Oh, you poor dear,” Rarity said smirking again “Let’s get you diapered up, so that you stop wetting your panties like the little baby you are.”

[NSFW] Pump by Anon

"Are you sure this is supposed to work out?" Applejack asked, lying on the table with her butt up in the air and her chest pressed against the hard metal surface of the table.

"Yes, this is the way it should work, most definitely," Twilight said, as she moved a metallic arm with a sleek, needle-like shiny object attached by a clear tube to a piece of machinery insderted in the crystal walls. "While... unorthodox, in its novelty, it should fix your issue pretty quickly."

Applejack bit her lip and nodded.

Truth to be told, she wasn't sure if Twilight was really having a good idea, and not just trying to experiment pieces of medical machinery onto her friends' body. However, considered that the other option of telling to her doctor that she was having frequent accidents of both kinds since she had started to wear diapers in the fields, a year and half ago, for reduce the amount of time spent looking for one of the four loos at each corner of the fields. At first, they were worn just out of this necessity, but, as time went by, Applejack discovered that she didn't actually mmind them too much, so she started to wear them more often and less discretely, and sometiems use them on purpose just for the feeling.

However, in the past five months, she was having random accidents of both kinds, even without a diaper, which naturally got worrying. Applejack ignored it at first, but after weeks of random accidents, hse gave up and went on to ask help to Twilight.

"Alright, it will pinch a little bit." Twilight said, as she moved the metallic arm next to Applejack's butthole. Applejack tired her best to relax her backside, so to not cause herself any unnecessary pain.

Applejack heard a ping, follwoed by a slight pinching inside her, follwoed by the sensation of somethign crawling inside her.

"And now, let's wait for this thing to pump out your wastes," Twilight said, which made Applejack turn aroudn and stare in disbeleif at Twilight, as the sensation isde her kept going.

"What do you me-" before she could finish, wth a mighty fart, a veritable load of poop was expelled, goign up the clear tube of the machine. Applejack blushed strongly and nearly curled up, which made Twilight pat her head.

"Relax, it seems that your bowels are a bit loose, nothing major. With some re-potty training..." Twilight smirked.

Applejack gulped at the idea.

Spanking by Eu Vou!

Applejack grabbed Apple Bloom by her neck.

"You're not going to see anything outside this house for a looonnnggg time," Applejack said angrily, as she threw Apple Bloom out of the bathroom violently onto the wooden floor, which creaked loudly andm ade Apple Bloom cry out in pain.

"Hey! It's not the end of the world! It can be fixed!" Apple Bloom said, terror filling her hearth, but slowly mixing itself with boldeness in desperation. Applejack trotted out of the bathroom, her hooves splashing around in the water of the overflowing toilet.

"You threw a diaper in the toielt! Do you know hw much does it cost to hire a plubmer to fix these things?" Applejack roared in Apple Bloom's face. Appel Bloom flicnhed, and sweating from her furrow, she tried her luck.

"Umm... didn0't those two Litalian stallions do this thigns cheapily?" Apple Bloom asked. Applejack frowned and glared.

"Yes, but at cost of getting our home brim full of turtles!" Applejack said "This is really, really bad, and you should know it!"

"Well," Apple Bloom said, takign her courage in two hooves "Had oyu let me keep my diapers, this wouldn't have happened!"

Applejack roared again, as she tossed Apple Bloom in the air iwth a mighty kick, which made the filly whimepr of pain. Applejakc then grabbed apple Bloom mid-air, and started to hit her flank with her free front hoof.

Apple Bloom, stil feling sore in her left side due to the kick, started to whimper and well up tears, as her sister spanked her strongly, viciously, without any sort of control of stup, sometimes even hitting her lower parts proepr and sending incredibily bursts of pain to her which woudl have made her curl up to whine, had her not been locked in Applejack's furious embrace aroudn her sides. Her flank then started to stop sore, and started to feel burning and sticky, which made Apple Bloom cry full-on.

Turnign her head around, Apple Bloom saw Applejack, her face stuck in an expression that showed all her teeth and a big frown, hittign her lfank with a hoof suspicious stained with drops of blood. Applejack then gave otu another coupel of spanks, before stopping.

"I hope you learn your lesson, missy!" Applejack said, in a condiscending angry tone. At this point, Apple Bloom lsoth er mind and, tunign around, she pounced Applejack, ehr frotn hooves poitned towards her sister's eyes.

Before Applejack could do anything, Apple Bloom had already jumped and hit her eyeballs. Applejack collapsed and shouted in pure agony, holdign her eyesballs with her front hooves. With ehr sister unbalance, topple her and expose her lwoer body was really easy for Apple Bloom.

After Applejack had collapsed, Apple Bloom jumped onto her sister's lower body, and started to hit it with all her might.

"If you don't want to give me diapers, I will make oyu wear them by my hoof!" Seh shouted, pounding her sister's lower body

Shower by Anon

Twilight surely didn't expect to see what she was seeing right now, nor she wished to see what she was seeing right now.

In front of her stood Princess Celestia, who had a bottle of shampoo and a bar of soap in her magical grip.

"I see that you're a quite dirty and naughty foal, Twilight." Pricness Celestia stated "Do you mind to remove your diaper for me?"

Twilight blushed strongly and tired to hide her face with her wings and hooves in shame, her diaper squelchign and mushing agaisnt her backside. She felt very, very ashamed and embarassed, at the idea of getting cleaned by her former teacher, after she had seen her wearing a poopy diaper, which also happened to havve absorbed some drips of her liquid rousal caused by the dream.

"Aaawww, the foal needs help," Pricness Celestia cooed, as she put the soap, the bottle and the sponge down on the floor, and instead lifted Twilight up with her magic, before filling her on her back. Twilight didn't have the willpower to answer, and jsut let the pricness do whatever on her, as if she was a doll made of rags.

Pricness celestia untaped Twilight's used diaper and then wiped her poop-staiend bum clean with the help of the nearby toilet paper. Once this was done, Celestia flushed hte used toielt paper into the toilet bowl, and put Twilight into the bathtub.

Twilight Sparkle was still blushign and begin unresponsive, aside from her slight suffucated moans of embarassment.

Prcienss Celestia grabbed the shower extender, moved the crystal water heater's handle from hottest to coldest and then opened the tap, sprikinling ice cold water from the shower extender.

Prciensss Celestia proceeded to spray water over Twilight's nether regions, which made Twilgiht cover them and shiver. Pricness Celestia also took the bar of soap, and cleaned Twilight completely.

Twilight did not react.

Nap by Eu Vou!

It is a known thing that all foals need to take frequent naps up to a certain age, if they want to have an harmonious and good development of both mind and body. It is known that foals should eat much and often. It is known that foals need to be changed right away.

Apparently everybody knew it, except the foals themselves, which, if they could, they would have done away with those things altogether. Which becomes a problem really quickly, and Twilight was quickly learning it the hard way.

"Come on, Caddy, don't be silly, you know you need ot take a nap!" Twilight was saying, as she chased her former foalsitter Cadence around her palace's bedroom.

"I no need naps!" Cadence said, fluttering in the air next to the ceiling lamp, as she crossed her hooves and blew a raspberry towards Twilight.

"Cadence, you are going to get tired and then you will not have time to play later!" Twilight siad, trying to argue with her. The results were pretty predictable.

"I never gonna be tired! I be always playing!" Cadence said, as she glided past Twilight out of the door. Twilight followed her with her eyes, before activating her magic and blocking Cadence in mid-air.

"Look, we can do this in two ways," Twilight said sternly, as Cadence kicked and cried in the air while being held by Twilight "You can take a nap now and be done with this, or you can be spanked, get your wings tied and then take a nap. Which one do you choose?"

Cadence pulled and pulled, pooping herself in her efforts, which made her cry even more loudly and making Twilight groan.

Seeing that Cadence wasn't going to answer, Twilight pulled her regressed foalsitter down, undid the tapes of the diaper, thusly spreading some poop on the crystal floor, and then hitting her butt in quick succession, until Twilight's hoof was covered in poo and Cadence's butt was beet red and her eyes were full of tears. Twilight really wanted to feel sorry, but the stress that Cadence was causing her made it impossible.

"Now, let's tie up your wings," Twilight conjured up a magical red ribbon, which she tied aroudn Cadence's stubby wings, to much of her protests "and let's get you to bed!"

Cadence cried otu again, as she was brought into the bedroom again, and set under the pink crib's covers.

"Now sleep." Ordered Twilight, as Cadence's cry turned into a whimper and nodded, turning around and closing her eyes.

"And this is done," Twilight said with a sigh “Now let's get Shining Armour back at his Palace..."

Scanner by SuperPinkbrony12

Cheerilee was anxious to get checked out and leave the grocery store as soon as possible. She had somewhere really important that she needed to be, and she didn’t want to be late.

It seemed to take ages, until it was finally her turn to approach the check out counter and have her groceries scanned.

Cheerilee unloaded the items from her shopping cart, and as they were scanned, she dug into her skirt pocket and pulled out her wallet so that she would be ready to pay, once all her groceries had been scanned and bagged.

But there was one item that Cheerilee dreaded having to scan every time she went shopping. And today just happened to be one of those days where she couldn’t wait for a self checkout lane to open up.

Reaching down to the very bottom of her shopping cart, Cheerilee grabbed a heavy package and placed it onto the counter to be scanned.

The checkout clerk quickly took notice of the item, as the computer screen read Dependence - $9.99. Cheerilee was buying adult diapers.

“Uh, excuse me miss.” the checkout clerk said, trying not to draw too much attention to her customer.

“What is it?” Cheerilee asked, even though she knew what the question would be.

“Are those diapers you just scanned…. for you?” the checkout clerk whispered.

Cheerilee’s face went beet red, as she shyly replied “Yes. A car accident completely destroyed my ability to control my bodily functions. I’ve been diaper dependent for years.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I asked.” the checkout clerk apologized.

“Just make sure not to tell anyone about this,” Cheerilee said seriously “It’s embarrassing enough as it is to excuse myself during class, so I can change.”

“Relax, your secret is safe with me,” the checkout clerk replied “Cash or credit?”

Cheerilee swiped her credit card through the payment console, and retrieved her receipt. She then grabbed her bagged groceries, and took off to find a bathroom. She’d been sitting in a used diaper since she woke up, and by now she was certain she was going to get a diaper rash.

“Sometimes I wonder if this diaper problem is why Principal Celestia keeps assigning me to library duty.” Cheerilee thought to herself.

Counseling by XXXX

Big Macintosh sighed once more. After Apple Bloom's beatdown of Applejack, which had resulted in Applejack begin hospitalized for five days, lose four diopters and cause her to become unable to control her own waste expulsion for around two weeks.

Apple Bloom, after begin proven to be resistant to any kind of punishment now, had been sent to counseling.

"Big Mac, brother, why do I keep going to this stallion? He's just asking me what do I do usually and if I know the reason for why, and if I remember why I didn't want to potty train!" Apple Bloom complied.

"Sis, you beat down Applejack until she was hurt badly. You need to control your anger and learn why do you do that." Big Macintosh said, sighing again, which only made Apple Bloom groan.

"That wouldn't have happened, had she let me keep using my diaper!" Apple Bloom said. Big Macintosh shook his head and started to move out of the waiting room of the counselor's studio.

"Apple Bloom, that's not how it works. You must learn to control yourself. If oyu don't, you may be sent to the asylum!"

Apple Bloom followed and said.

"And so? If you want to send me to an asylum for having tried to defend my liberty, do it then. After all, what's the worst it could happened inside it."

He sighed again. She was going to get killed and traumatized inside it. She had to change, fast, but... she didn't want to.

Apparently, Apple Bloom's darkest and most glorious hour called "adolescence" had came long before her menarche.

Puddle by XXXX

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.

Depth by XXXX

Rainbow Dash was feeling dying a little inside second by second, as she looked upon the sea of diaper packages available set on the shelf of that weird store where Pinkie Pie usually took her supplies from for her peculiar liking. She usually didn't mind to see Pinkie Pie go around dressed up like a toddler, or , heck, even change her if the need arose.

However, go buy diapers in the store specializes in Adult Baby paraphernalia was a whole new layer of embarrassing, one that Rainbow Dash had reluctantly agreed to take upon her. The fact that Pinkie had told Dash only what size to take and no hitn whatsoever abotu the brand left Rainbow Dash in a very embarrassing and unusual issue.

"Bambini, Crinklex, Molicare, Extra Pampers..." Rainbow Dash whispered to herself, as she read three random labels from three different packages.

"What kind of names are those?" Rainbow Dash wondered, as she grabbed the one labeled with "Bambini," and looked at the top of the pack, which was made of transparent plastic. Throught it, Dash saw big folded diapers, with teddy bears on white background print alternated with prints depicting smiling suns and smilign hearts.

"Uuuh... maybe this will fit her?" Rainbow Dash moved her eyes away from the transparent top to look at the blue square that showed the brand of the diapers, followed by advertised properties and, most important of all, the size.

Rainbow Dash sighed.

"They're a Small size," Rainbow Dash looked up, and saw that all the diaper packs of the same brand were of the same size "and no other are available."

Rainbow Dash put the diaper pack back, and took the "Crinklex" one. However, as she quickly looked inside the pack thanks to the transparent top and seeing green, blue and red diapers inside, Rainbow Dash felt her left begin touched.

"Do you need help with anything, miss?"

Rainbow Dash turned around, to see a clerk dressed in a green green and black striped attire, and the store's logo, a nestorian cross made with pacifiers, was pinned onto the lower right side of his chest. Rainbow Dash blushed a little, at the idea of what she was going to ask soon.

"Um... I'm looking for medium-sized diapers for a friend, but she hasn't told me anything else... not the brand, nor the design..." Rainbow Dash said, a little blush growing in her face. the clerk chuckled, as he then said.

"Well, you can give them a try yourself and then choose a pack," the lcerk said, with a wink, which made Rainbow Dash understand what the clerk thought she was doing.

He thinks I'm buying those for myself... pah. I'm not that deep inside this. Rainbow Dash thought, as she maintained her face and asked politely "where I can try to fit them, then?"

The clerk smiled, as she grabbed Dash's left arm by the wrist.

"Follow me."

Rainbow Dash blushed, as she followed the clerk. The depth of her involvement in Pinkie's liking had just gotten bigger...

Crib by anon

Rainbow Dash was escorted to the fitting room of that store by the clerk in green, a bright blush on her cheeks, as she was brought throught the white curtain that lead inside a small room.

Inside, Rainbow Dash could see a white crib with a yellow mattress, a huge stack of diapers of all brands and kinds, an adult-sized changing table, and, on a tripod, a black camera.

Rianbow Dash curled up a little.

"Um... can I have some privacy at least?" Rainbow Dash said, which, oddly enough, made the clerk hold his stomach with his right hand and chuckle.

"Shy baby, eh? Don't worry," he sai, before going away trhought the curtain "I'll leave you some discrtion as you change yourself."

Rainbow Dash culed up a little and blushed. The clerk was firmly convicned tha she was buying it for herself... with a sigh, Rainbow Dash pulled down her jeans and her white underwear together. A gust of cold air hittign her privates made her shiver a little, just as she turned around towards the huge selection of diapers -- and other scaled-up baby objects -- avaible in the room.

Rainbow Dash quickly looked in-between the diapers, until she noticed the packs fo the brands she had seen beforehand. Rainbow Dash clsoed her eyes and swung her arm downwatrds, grabbign the first pack it came into her hands. She then put her arm in frotn of her and opened her eyes, to see what kind of diaper she taken.

She had picked the one with prints depicting smiling suns and smiling hearts. With a blush, Rainbow Dash rapidly taped it up aroudn her crotch, finding the diaper to be uncomfortably thick, but otherwise fitting quite well around her waist.

Rainbow Dash then looked around her, seeign the crib and the camera again. She shrugged.

"Guess I could take pics of me wearing each one, show the photos and let Pinkie choose." Rainbow Dash said, as she went behidn the camera, just in time for the clerk to come in again.

Rainbow Dash squeaked, as the clerk stopped dead in his tracks for a few seconds, chuckling loudly afterwards.

"Want to take pics of oyju in the crib?2 He said, guiding Dash to the crib "That'll be no trouble! IYou can even get photographes with different diapers too!"

Rainbow Dash blushed strongly again, as she was laid down on her back and the clerk brought the tripod camera closer to the crib.

"Pinkie is gonna pay for this..."

Highchair by SuperPinkbrony12

Flameboy Shy was really enjoying his time with his Italian daddy. He’d found someone that was willing to play with him, change him, and even feed him.

“Does my little one need any help getting to the kitchen, or can he walk by himself?” Appiano asked in a playful voice.

Flameboy Shy didn’t reply with an answer, he just slowly walked towards the kitchen. He deliberately made his movements so that he would be forced to waddle slightly. A sight that Appiano found absolutely adorable.

In only a matter of minutes, Flameboy Shy and Appiano reached the kitchen. And Flameboy was amazed at what he saw.

Resting next to the table was a highchair, that was modified to fit a human of Flameboy’s size. He couldn’t believe his luck. Turning to Appiano, he asked “Where did you find this?”

“De, I ordered it online and had it shipped privately to here,” Appiano explained “I had it stored away until I knew you were coming and that we would be alone. Fortunately, the chair shipped with an instruction manual on how to put it together.” And upon finishing that sentence, Appiano helped Flameboy Shy into the highchair, and latched the bar shut.

Appiano then tied a light blue bib around Flameboy Shy’s neck that had the words “Piccolo bamboretto del babbo” printed on it.

“Wouldn’t want my little one to make a mess all over his clothes. He’s such a messy eater.” Appiano said playfully, and then he went to over the nearby cabinets, and took out a series of jars with different colored substances in them.

Appiano then retrieved a spoon, and put everything down on the table. “What would my little one like to eat?” he asked Flameboy Shy “I have three different types of food for you to choose from. There’s Panna di Banane, Pappa di Piselli, and Patata Dolce, or, in your language, Cream of Banana, Mushy Peas, and Sweet Potato."

Appiano eyed the three jars, and weighed each of the choices in his mind. Then, he pointed towards the jar of the yellow colored food, indicating that he wanted to eat that.

“De, very well, bimbo mio.” Appiano said with a smile, and unscrewed the lid. He dipped a metal spoon into the goop, and brought it towards Flameboy’s mouth.

Flameboy giggled, and opened his mouth wide to let the delicious substance enter his mouth. “Mmm.” he said, and was quickly rewarded with more.

The feeding process continued until the jar was completely empty, by which point some of the food had gotten onto Flameboy Shy’s face.

Appiano just smiled, and wiped his little one’s face with a rag. “There we go, all nice and clean,” he said, and helped Flameboy Shy down from the highchair “What does my little one want to do next?”

Babysitting by Diokno44

Sunset’s blood ran cold as her bag was opened. Inside were, aside from some spare diapers and her changing supplies, were a pair of footie pajamas with cartoonish sun prints on them, a pacifier, a teddy bear, among other various things.

Button giggled, and smiled at Sunset, “Maybe I should be the babysitter instead.” He held up a diaper in his hand, twirling it. “Does widdle Sunset need a diapee change?” He teased.

Sunset’s face grew red from embarrassment, as she quickly snatched the diaper, this one a forest green color with a pink stripe running down the middle, from his grasp.

“I-I’m still the babysitter here, OK? Just because I’m into Ageplay doesn’t change that.” She then had an idea, “If you promise not to tell anyp-er, anyone about this, I’ll...” She scrambled her brain for an answer, “buy you a new video game, and get you a date with Sweetie.” She smiled, sweat pouring down her face.

Button rubbed his chin, and nodded, “Alright, deal, but you have to suck on your paci at least.” Sunset mumbled, and stuck her pacifier in her mouth, sucking on it instinctively.

“Well, if you need your diapee changed, I-” He looked around, and noticed a bit of Sunset’s ketchup-and-mustard hair disappear into the bathroom.

Sunset sighed, leaning against the door. She let her pacifier slip from her mouth. It swung from a small red string around her warm neck.

Locking the door, she reached around and untaped her diaper. She shivered as the cool air brushed against her bare, wet skin.

Grabbing a few wipes, she cleaned herself, then applied baby powder and oil, smiling. She taped up the diaper, and unlocked the bathroom. She took a deep breath, this was gonna be a long night, though whether she’d be the babysitter or babysat remained to be seen.

Pacifier by XXXX

Once Sunset had changed out of her wet diaper, she opened the door, revealing Button Mash twiddling with his phone around. Sighing, Sunset rushed to take her pjs, brought it to the bathroom and put it under the sink, so to not have them at Button's grabbing distance.

With this done, Sunset exited and started to twiddle with the pacifier string and think to what she had to do the next day, waiting for Button to be done with whatever he was doing on his mobile.

"Let's see... wake up at six, move up my ass to the bust stop at half past seven, pay attention 'til midday, get out at half past two, go home, eat, do my homeworks 'til five, get out once again to practice..." As she muttered her next day's program to herself, Sunset had set her pacifier inside her mouth and started to suckle on it. Meanwhile, Button was snickering and typing harder onto the screen, then, all of the sudden, he started to laugh out loud.

Sunset, startled,looked at Button and saw him rolling on his bed, holding his stomach and rolling around as he laughed. Sunset was going to ask, but she quickly realized. Suddenly, her heart felt like stopping for a few seconds, before starting back up at the speed of a fighter jet, which in turn made Sunset roar and leap onto Button.

"DELETE IT! DELETE IT! DELETE IT!" she shouted, as Button moved away just in tiem to dodge her and made her hit the mattress. Button then jumped off his bed and, cackling madly, he ran downstairs with his phone.

Sunset chased him with her arms forward.

"You won't embarrass me like that!" Sunset shouted, as Button ran into the kitchen "I swear it on everything I hold dear!"

"Tough luck!" Button said, as he run shoulder-first, unhinging the kitchen's door that lead to the yard, before running in the high grass "You shouldn't have been such a baby!"

Sunset, feeling even more offended, ran faster and tired to find Button inside the high grass. however, since button was really, really short, Sunset discovered that she could not find him inside that maze of grass, which made her grit her teeth and tear up at the same time.

"In time, you'll pay for this, I swear!"

[NSFW] Poop by Diokno44

Celestia groaned mentally, rubbing her stomach. She looked at her marefriend and former student, Twilight Sparkle, who was tapping a glass of sparkling cider, an empty plate pushed to the side. Her sister was absentmindedly alternating between taking sips of some of the older vintaged wine, and playing a round of Ponymon. Celestia looked at her own finished meal, including a few extra plates where some large cakes once laid on.

Curse my love of cake. Celestia thought. Her bowels were aching for release.

After a rather long drawn out and mostly dull tax meeting, the three royal mares had decided to take dinner for themselves, privately, in one of the terraces. Little did Celestia know what was in her drink. Luna and Celestia, for as long as either could remember, had been in part of a prank war for as long as they had lived, always seeking to improve on their pranks. In response to Celestia replacing the standard bucket-of-water-over-door trick, replacing the water with some slime and frosting, Luna had decided to slip a rather strong laxative in her sister’s drink.

Celestia smiled, taking a sip of her tea. The sugar and warm drink eased her throat. “This truly is wo-” Celestia was cut in mid sentence by a rather large, wet fart. She tried to clench her plot muscles, to no avail. With a fierce blush on her cheeks, her expression like that of a deer caught in the headlights, her tail raised.

A crackling noise echoed around the chamber as the Princess of the Sun began defecating onto her seat, moaning at the relief she felt. Twilight stared at the growing pile, her wings erect, stiff enough you could use them as a crowbar to crack open a safe.

Celestia stopped after two minutes, half embarrassed, half aroused.

Luna chuckled.

“It seems Celly, that being late to be potty trained has come back to bite you in the rump, and you know what mom and dad always did when we had accidents.” She levitated over a diaper with Celestia’s Cutie Mark printed on the front and back. “Now, unless a certain mare would like to c-”

The manure was gone in a flash, and a sheepish look was on Twilight’s face, as she gulped.

“Well, now, lets get widdle Celly into her diapee.” She teased.

As the thick garment was wrapped around her, Celestia already began plotting her revenge....

...And how to get out of this diaper so she could buck the living daylights out of her marefriend, possibly shattering a few windows with how loud her screams would be.

Stall by Diokno44

Applejack blushed, as she was led into the girl’s bathroom of Canterlot High School. Rarity stood behind her, the goggles in the breast pocket of the stylish jacket she wore. If one was looking for it, they could smell the scent of ammonia, and of fresh manure, coming from Applejack. If one was looking, they could also see a drooping, discolored plastic peeking out from under AJ’s denim skirt.

“Tsk, Tsk Applejack, I thought I told you to tell me when you had to go.” Rarity chided, like a scolding mother admonishing their child for having an accident. Which, given the scenario, wasn’t too far off. Thankfully for AJ, they were in one of the few bathrooms in the school to only have one stall. Rarity locked the door behind them, and pulled out Applejack’s diaper bag, which was an old backpack they had found while tidying up Rarity’s home and workplace

“Rarity, ah can change myself.” Applejack protested, as she unclasped her denim skirt, and set it on a nearby hook for bags. This just left her in her sagging training pants, or rather, they were just a diaper Rarity had modified to be able to be pulled on an off like training pants, her t-shirt, signature Stetson, and her boots.

“You lost that privilege when you used it, and lied, rather badly might I add, about doing so.” Rarity untaped the garment, after slipping on some gloves, and tossed it in the trash. Opening the box, she began wiping down her embarrassed friend. After that was done, she tossed away the gloves. “Now, before I get a new one of you, I want you to try and use the toilet.” She ordered.

Applejack blushed, covering her nethers with one hand. She nodded, and went over to the lone stall.

Just as the cowgirl sat her rump onto the cold toilet, there was a frantic knocking on the bathroom door. “Hey, let me in, I gotta drop a taco bomb!” Sonata Dusk, the newly reformed Siren and inductee into their little group pleaded.

Rarity and AJ looked at eachother. Should they let her in?

Hallucination by anon

As Twilight started to run to the toilet, she had noticed that the walls were, oddly, melting down onto her and the floor, and that the floor was slowly getting gooey, making disgusting squishing sounds as it was stepped upon, as if it was completely made of poop.

"Eeeww!" Twilight exclaimed, as she tried to run faster and faster, but to no avail, as the floor also got sticky, and it had changed its coloration from gray-red to brown-dark green, and it had started to smell very, very, very badly.

"No! I must go on!" Twilight shouted to herself, her voice echoing onto the melting walls. As she kept moving, the substance on the floor started to slosh and to creep onto Twilight's hooves up to her knee, making each step harder and harder the seconds passed, until Twilight's hooves below the knees were enveloped in the good, leaving her in an awkward mid-walk position from which, to much of her horror, realized she could not escape a all.

"Oh Celestia, what is going on? what is going on?" She muttered to herself, until Twilight heard a masculine voice from above speaking to her...

"Twilight, get back to your senses!"

Twilight Sparkle then felt an extremely hard slap hit her right cheek, causing her to recoil and blink, cancelling the surreal scenery of before completely, revealing Spike sitting in front of her and the throne room of Princess Celestia in the background. She also felt a very strong bad smell hit her nostrils, along with a slimy sensation on her backside.

"W-what?" Twilight muttered "he walls were melting until few moments ago... and why do I feel slimy?" Twilight asked to Spike. He sighed.

"Twilight, you've smoked one hella of a drug mix after pranking Princess Celestia with laxatives. The result was, you pooped yourself, threw your crap around the place, crapped in the throne room while a group of dignitaries was talking and somehow mind-controlled Princess Luna to piss onto Princess Celestia's head, before Luna got a crude hysterocoptoia made by Princess Celestia and her guards."

Twilight took several minutes to process all that information, as she got up and looked around. she saw several piles of poop lying around, a giant trial of urine from the throne's top to the base, and some bloodstains not too far away.

When she fully realized what happened, Twilight felt in desperate need to die of sheer embarrassment.

Breath by SuperPinkbrony12

Noi tried as hard as she could to kick Carrot Top, and make her stop choking her to death.

Carrot Top, meanwhile, wouldn’t let on the strangle hold. If she were thinking straight, she would realize that such a thing was wrong. But her anger had blinded her, making her unable to think of anything other than her revenge for being diaper dependent for the next few weeks.

Just when all hope seemed lost, and Noi resigned herself to the cold embrace of death, her friend Silver Spoon came upon the scene.

What she saw, horrified her to no end. But she had no time to think about how terrifying the situation was, right now she could only think about one thing. “I have to save my friend!” she thought to herself, and charged straight at Carrot Top, biting her hard on the tail, which poked out from the diaper.

Carrot Top screamed, and winced in pain, temporarily letting up on her assault on Noi. Reacting quickly, Silver Spoon then turned around and kicked Carrot Top in the stomach, before she raced over to Noi, grabbed the frightened filly, and ran out of the house, locking the door behind her.

“You’re safe now, Noi!” Silver Spoon said, once the two fillies had gotten to a safe distance, and were sure Carrot Top was no longer following them. “Your sister can’t hurt you anymore!”

“Thank you. If you hadn’t shown up when you did, I would’ve died!” Noi replied, gasping for air. She was completely terrified, and shivered both from fright, and from her clearly wet diaper.

“It’s okay, I won’t let Carrot Top or anypony else hurt you like that ever again!” Silver Spoon vowed “I’m going to tell my father what your sister tried to do to you, and he’ll have her taken away.”

“But, if my sister gets sent to prison, where will I live? Who will take care of me?” Noi asked.

“You can come and live with me. I’ve always wanted a sister.” Silver Spoon offered.

“Really? You wouldn’t even mind changing my dirty diapers?” Noi asked, a glimmer of hope returning to her eyes for the first time since she had been diagnosed with incontinence.

“Of course not. Speaking of which, I think we better get you into a new diaper right now,” Silver Spoon replied, poking Noi’s diaper with a hoof “Wouldn’t want you to get a rash.”

Noi, for her part, was relieved to finally have somepony she could call a true friend. What Silver Spoon had done, and was willing to do for her, went above and beyond what anypony could’ve ever asked for.

Arrow by SuperPinkbrony12

Lightning Dust said nothing, and just hung her head low, as Principal Sombra marched her into the bathroom of the hotel room.

He unfolded a changing mat and shouted at Lightning Dust “Lay down on that mat, and don’t even think about trying to fight back! You’re gonna wear that diaper, or I’ll accept your resignation from the team!”

Lightning Dust didn’t like the alternative, so she reluctantly co-operated as her skirt and shirt were removed, along with her panties, exposing her nether regions to her principal. She couldn’t help but blush a bit.

Fortunately, Principal Sombra was quick about the diapering job, though he made sure to give Lightning Dust a good hard smack across her diapered rear for the blush. “Take your punishment like the grown woman you are!” he barked.

Lightning Dust tried her best to control her blushing, as she was led back to her other teammates.

“So, does anyone else wish to offer up an ‘excuse’ for the pitiful performance they displayed at The Friendship Games?” Principal Sombra asked, no one said anything.

“Very well then, why don’t you practice your archery skills for next year?” Principal Sombra proposed “Lightning Dust seems to think that a diaper offers protection to the lower regions of your body. Why don’t we see if she is right?”

Lightning Dust gulped, she could only hope the poor archery skills of her teammates would be enough to save her sorry butt from having an arrow shot into it.

“Sometimes, I really wish I’d transferred to Canterlot High instead.” she thought to herself.

Zulu by SuperPinkbrony12

Daring Do had been on many strange adventures over the years, big and small alike. Whether it was battling against the dreaded Ahuizotl, or just searching for some lost artifact.

But nothing could prepare Daring Do for her most difficult adventure of all time, being a mother to a regressed enchantress.

Daring Do wasn’t quite sure how she had ended up in this sort of situation. She was just out and about, exploring some old ruins, when she stumbled across what looked like a baby zebra.

The only zebra Daring Do had even heard of, was an enchantress from Ponyville by the name of Zecora. So that had to be what the little zebra’s name was.

But for some reason, Daring Do couldn’t understand a word Zecora spoke. It was in some sort of language that only zebras used, apparently Zecora had stopped using it upon moving to Equestria. But her physical regression had undone that decision.

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“And that’s the whole story, Princess Twilight.” Daring Do said, as she held the baby zebra firmly in her hooves. Fortunately, she’d had the foresight to diaper Zecora before traveling to Ponyville.

“Well, I’m not the most well traversed in zebra tongue,” Twilight began “But I think I should be able to find some sort of dictionary or spell that could translate it into native Equestrian, at least in the way Zecora always spoke it.”

“Take your time, princess. I’m the one who’s got a fussy baby zebra to put up with,” Daring Do grumbled, and then she saw that Zecora had wet herself “Do you have any place where I could change her? She just soaked her diaper, and I think it’s starting to leak.”

“Just change her in the bathroom, you can use one of my old towels as a mat.” Twilight offered, as she began to search the bookshelf for something that could translate Zecora’s language. If Twilight remembered correctly, Zecora had once said her ethnicity was Zuluish.

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“Hold still! You’re making this a lot harder than it needs to be!” Daring Do said with a groan, as Zecora wiggled all about on the towel.

Zecora responded by babbling something in her guttural native tongue.

“I sure hope Princess Twilight finds a translator guide soon,” Daring Do thought to herself, as she untaped Zecora’s diaper and set to work on changing her “I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

Hangover by anon

When Berry Punch woke up, her head head felt as if it had been separated from her body, thrown into a industrial press, then inserted in a cement mixer for then begin rejoined with her body. Her nausea made her feel her own stomach acid go up her throat and reach her nose to burn out the olfactive receptors. Her body felt aching and unbearably hot, to the point she wished she could remove her coat and hang it on the wall like cloth coat.

Berry Punch groaned, as she kicked away the covers of her bed and then slowly but surely rolled herself on the other wise, which caused a loud squelch to be heard coming from her. Berry Punch lifted her head up with a small amount of drool coming out of her mouth in the vain attempt to cool down, then she turned her head around towards her backside.

There she saw a giant lumpy brown and yellow mass in-between her legs, couples with a giant poop smear and a big wet stain around it.

"W-what?" Berry Punch muttered to herself, not quite getting what happened and unaware about what was tied around her waist "What is that thing between my legs?"

Betty Punch slowly turned around again with yet another squelch, the nausea briefly gripping on her strongly as she did, which made her gag a little.

"I need coffee... or something," Berry Punch murmured to herself, as she sluggishly and lazily sat up with great effort, causing a huge warm and mushy feeling to mush again Berry's butt and private parts, as a small trickle of urine and some squirts of poop exited from the brown and yellow shapeless lumpy mass.

Berry Punch felt her nausea increase a little more, but, due to the fact that the act of sitting up had been a hardous task, she did not act any further, holding her forehead with her right hoof to try and make i stop hurting and feel dizzy instead.

The door creaked open, which felt like a thunder's crack to Berry Punch, making her snarl and cover her ears immediately, as she immediately glanced at the door. there she saw Berry Pinch walking in.

"Good da-" Berry Pinch said, before cutting herself off to pinch her nose and gag.

"Ugh! What a mess! It'll take me forever to clean the sheets and you!" she said, before rushing out to the bathroom "Hold on, I'm gonna get some powder, rash cream and the whole house's stock of wet wipes. I'll need them, after your leak."

Berry Punch finally got it.

"Why am I in a diaper?" She asked groggily "Also, I should stop eating so much Chinese food for dinner..."

Beach by SuperPinkbrony12

The beaches of Manehattan were always a perfect summer getaway spot for many a pony and non pony young and old alike. There was always something to do, whether it be swimming in the picturesque sparkling ocean, building sand castles on the shore line, or just laying in the sun to get the perfect tan.

But for Rainbow Dash, coming to the beach with Applejack was becoming anything but enjoyable, for one important reason. She had confided in her friend her desire for ageplay, and Applejack had decided not to ease up on the fun when the two of them went on vacation to Manehattan.

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Rainbow Dash and Applejack were currently in one of the bathroom stalls near the beach, and Applejack had laid Rainbow Dash down on the ground, smiling the biggest smile she had ever smiled.

“Do I really have to wear a swim diaper?” Rainbow Dash pouted, as she folded her hooves across her chest.

“Now sugarcube, we don’t want somepony to have an accident while she’s swimming, now do we?” Applejack replied, as she took out a pink swim diaper with cartoon animals printed onto it.

“But I don’t use my diapers, I shouldn’t have to wear something so girly.” Rainbow Dash complained.

“Just because you haven’t used your diapers before doesn’t mean you can go without a swim diaper on this beach,” Applejack smiled, as she taped up the swim diaper “On the off chance you do use your diaper, you wouldn’t want it to leak into the ocean and have everypony find out, right?”

Rainbow Dash tried to think of a good counter argument, but nothing came to mind. She probably wouldn’t use her diaper, but it never hurt to be prepared in case she did.

Besides, if she was careful enough, she could probably keep the diaper concealed from most weary eyes when she wasn’t swimming.

“There we go, all nice and secure,” Applejack said happily, as she finished taping up the swim diaper, and helped Rainbow Dash to stand “Now, you go ahead and wait outside the door. I’m gonna take care of business in here really quick.”

“Hey! How come you get to use the toilet, and I don’t?!” Rainbow Dash complained, as Applejack escorted her out of the stall and shut the door.

“Because I’m the mommy, and you’re the baby. And babies don’t know how to use the potty,” Applejack replied from inside the stall “I’ll be done in a couple of minutes.”

“Fine, but next time, I get to be the mommy!” Rainbow Dash said angrily, and waited outside the stall door.

Applejack breathed a much needed sigh of relief, with the stall all to herself, she could take the time to get dressed into her “swimming outfit” without Rainbow Dash finding out. Her little Dashie was going to be in for a big surprise.

“You ain’t gonna be the only little one on the beach today, sugarcube.” Applejack thought to herself, as she pulled out a swim diaper of her own, as well as some foalish clothes.

Night by Diokno44

The Dreamscape, where those that dream enter when sleep takes them. In a majestic realm of stars, in neatly arranged rows, lay polished doors, some more elegant that another. These were the entryways into the dreams of an individual. But,moor every dream,mothered is an equal nightmare. In an isolated patch of the Dreamscape, far, but close, large, but also small, lay the Realm of Nightmares.

Standing at its entrance were two mares. One was Nightmare Moon, what had once been a split persona of Princess Luna, had been given flesh, in. A manner of speaking. Next to her stood a similar mare, Nightmare Rarity. She had been the remains of Nightmare that had possessed the Element of Generosity.

She had almost succeeded in drowning the world in Eternal Night, and, possibly due to her host's personality, Eternal Fashion. While there were differences between the predecessor and the new, both were diapered, both being a midnight blue with a star pattern.

Nightmare Rarity groaned, as her diaper crinkled. She spoke up, her voice. A hybrid of her predecessor's, and Rarity's.

"Why in the name of everything unholy are we wearing these… true, they could have been a plain white, but still!" She huffed.

Nightmare Moon smiled, "Because, my dear Rarity, since we have physical bodies, though we require less sustenance, we still produce manure and urine." She grunted as she forced out a large load into the back of her diaper. She moaned as it sagged.

Nightmare Rarity rolled her eyes, then smirked. "Right, I'm sure this deep sent have anything to do with that Alicorn mare sized nursery you set up." She said, shuddering as she wet her diaper. It swelled slightly, making a squishing sound.

Nightmare Moon froze. Her eyes dilated as a faint blush grew on her cheeks. "H-how did you know about that?" She asked, breathing deeply.

Nightmare Rarity's ears perked up. A mischievous look came to her eyes as she turned to face her fellow Nightmare. "I didn't, oh Queen of the Eternal Night, and Eternal Diapee Changies." She teased. She cussed as she was hit by a piece of black goo. A portion of their realm.

Nightmare Moon blushed, and glared, which made her look cuter, "Just for that, you're changing me." She waddled away.

[NSFW] Flaccid by Diokno44

Caramel groaned, staring at his stallionhood. It was limp in his hooves, no matter how much he thought of Roseluck. Her beautiful red and white mane, her firm flanks. His mind then wandered to something he had noticed while visiting her house. His marefriend had asked him to help with rearranging her bedroom. When he had lifted the bed up, he had found a half-empty package of adult diapers within. When he asked his marefriend, she said she enjoyed wearing them around the house.

The thought of his marefriend wetting a diaper, her hooves pressing the soaked padding into her marehood filled his mind. He grinned as he saw his sheath slide down, as he grew stiffer. He began rubbing himself, moaning. His hooves trailed up and down his thick meat. He was close to climax.

That is until his bedroom's door began to open...

Kiddiegram by Daxn

Doctor Muffin Top huffed, as he pointed the computer's monitor to Nurse Coldheart, while the little patient Scootaloo had been sent in the waiting room to her caretaker.

"How many times did I told you that, when I tell you to do a certain medical exam, especially with this kind of machinery and with young patients, you must do that and not simply shove them under the ray?" Dr. Muffin Top said, as he pointed to the full-body X-ray of Scootaloo by side, front and back "What kind of data about the patient's bladder state can I get, aside from what it's possible to see outwardly? What was the point of this kiddiegram? Besides, was there any point in treating the little one liek that?"

"Well," Nurse Coldheart said, crossing her fat large arms "she shat on me, she better deal with the consequences. 'sides, at least she won't have to take any other X-rays for a while, since she got everything here."

Dr. Muffin Top groaned and massaged his forehead with the index and the middle finger of his left arm.

"I swear, if you weren't the board director's daughter, I would have kicked outta of this place and revoked your license with my own hands." He muttered to himself, before raising his head saying "Call them in, so that I can at least try to do some damage control."

Nurse Coldheart humphed again, as she slammed the door opened.

"Miss Scootaloo, get in." The nurse said, before walking inside again. The little girl, now wearing her trousers over a diaper "gently" offered by Nurse Coldheart and her previous shirt stained with tears, was holding her caretaker's left hand and walking in with her head lowered, sobbing.

Doctor Muffin Top, despite his annoyance towards Nurse Coldheart, tired to crack a reassuring smile for the little kid.

"Well, I have a good and a bad news," he said, as Scootaloo and Fluttershy sat down on the chairs, with Scootaloo looking away.

"W-what good news?" Scootaloo asked.

"You have no skeletal issues," he chuckled, as he turned to the screen towards Scootaloo, making her recoil a bit scared. "the bad news is, I didn't actually got an urography. However, that can be fixed: if that is okay, I'm going to schedule another appointment in two days."

Scootaloo started to flail around terrified, making Fluttershy bend over her to hush her. Doctor Muffin Top then pulled out a yellow box with a white oblique stripe.

"In the meanwhile, Miss Fluttershy, make Scootaloo eat two of these pills two times a day today and tomorrow, and don't make her drink anything in the 12 hours preceding the examination. That way, we'll get a proper urography  done, and let this long odyssey be done for."

Fluttershy nodded, as she took the box of pills and left.

Revelation by Pocatello

Prince Blueblood smirked behind his pacifier, as he walked towards Rarity.

"Oh, what's the matter? Weren't you the one thinking I was one big bratty little colt?" He asked, spitting out his dummy, as he brushed off against a shocked Rarity, tickling her muzzle with his long blonde tail poking out of the big fluffy diaper he was wearing.

"Y-yes..." Rarity blushed as she scrunched up her nose "but n-not this way!"

"Guess what, I like it that way," Blueblood said with a smirk, as he then poked Rarity's flank "after all, if my life is allegedly lived in pampering, why not add a layer to it at times?"

Rarity blushed and looked away.

"M-makes sense-e..." She said, looking around her and letting out a squeak "Look, I'm uncomfortable..." Blueblood quickly went toward the door, blocking it.

"And yiu want to leave. I imagined that." blueblood said, as Rarity turned around with a jolt and pressed her ars agaisnt her head. "But I will not let you get out of here. Not until my diaper will be a container for my life's seeds."

Rarity gulped, as Blueblood's diaper visibly showed a bulge on the crotch.

"Come on, do it… I know you wish to touch my majestic private scepter."

Sample by glory

Twilight's cheeks shone a dark crimson as she lifted the front of the diaper over her crotch and promptly taped it up.

She slowly slid a hoof across the plastic front, eliciting a faint crinkle, which just made her cheeks get redder, as she consciously felt the padding between her legs. The colorful designs of blue elephant heads that adorned the surface of the diaper appeared to shift around with the flickering of the candlelight.

   "Maybe Pinkie Pie was right, about getting a sample of these things." Twilight said aloud to no one in particular.

She'd been waiting forever for the opportunity to show itself that she could test those diapers.

She had closed the library early and sent spike to do some errands around town so she could really try them out.

     Her stomach grumbled slightly as her hunger made itself apparent so she may satisfy it. She slowly rose up and then waddled her way to the door, as the thickness of the padding between her legs made itself known.

“Hmmm”, she thought to herself “These are a lot thicker than the ones I usually use. Maybe I should do a thorough comparison later.” She mentally added it to the list of things she needed to do.

As she made it to the kitchen, she heard the loud knocking of a hoof on her front door.

"Crap," she thought "what am I going to do?"

Her ears flattened against her head as she heard the familiar hissing as she slowly wet her diaper, and the knocking continued.

Question by Diokno44

Rarity rolled her eyes, she knew she should have gone on a date with Spike. At least he was a gentledrake, and had two compared to Blueblood’s one. “Very well, Prince Blueblood.” She said.

“Wonderful, now feast your eyes on my family jewels.” He ripped open his diaper...

...to reveal his stallionhood was barely, and this was saying something, two inches long, maybe a bit less.

Rarity burst into laughter, holding her sides. “What? Are you dare mocking the royal dick?” He demanded.

Rarity wiped tears of mirth from her eyes. “Yes, but I have a question.” Blueblood glared at her, “Is it..well, erect?” Blueblood nodded with a grin. Rarity burst into laugher again, her mane bouncing. “Oh, yes, you certainly are quite a foal, even size wise.” She teased. Blueblood fumed.

Rarity fixed her mane, “If you excuse me, Prince Blueballs, I have a date with a drake who is not only bigger than you, but has two to boot.” She easily pushed past him. “Ta-ta” she waved, and left/

Blueblood just pouted on the bathroom floor. That is, until the door opened, and her heard a familar voice.

“Erm, Blueblood, why in Celestia’s name are you wearing a diaper?” Fancy Pants asked.

Porcelain by Diokno44

Pound Cake looked around the mall he, his sister, and foalsitter, Auntie Pinkie Pie, were in. His parents were out of town on their second honeymoon, which also coincided with a week long baking tournament they were in. Pinkie had decided to take them to the local mall would be a good change of pace from the bakery.

Pound was having fun, except for two things. The young colt could feel a pressure on his bladder and bowels. His rump ached, but the stroller he was in kept his poop from leaving his body. Pinkie had their training potties, but he hated using it. He couldn’t scamper off and slip on a diaper, not with Pinkie watching. He and his sister were still learning to speak coherent sentences,so he wasn’t too worried about her.

He pressed his hooves onto his colthood trying to stem back the flow. They eventually stopped at a toy store, and Pinkie unbuckled them.

Finally he could find something to go in.

She stood by the cash register. Pound and his sister went to find a toy or two to play with. Pound’s stomach groaned, as he looked around.

He finally found a toy teapot that looked like porcelain, and it was better than a potty anyway.  Carefully sliding into the aisle, he raised his rump above the large toy teapot. Pushing, he grunted as his bowels and bladder released. He sighed, as the sound of liquid hitting plastic, and plops accompanying them could be heard. He was satisfied, and there was barely any evidence on his flank.

Pound grabbed a large, stuffed Ursa Minor plushie, and ran to find Auntie Pinkie. “Cute teddy Pound, now where’s… oh, there she is.”

Pound turned to see his sister, and froze. She was pushing a familiar teapot. The young colt gulped. “Ungood.” He whispered.

[NSFW] [Dark] Portal by XXXX

The night was slowly dying, but Fobia had yet to get tired of sexually abusing Pokey Pierce to tears. She had tried everything, from stuffing a floor lamp-length dildo up his ass, to castrate him and eat his testicles right in front of his face while he writhed in agony, before barfing them out to stitch them back half-digested.

Now Pokey Pierce was a complete and utter mess wallowing in his own shits and piss and tears.

"P-please, mercy!" He said, his eyes red and heavily irritated due to the amount of jizz tha went in it, and some pus begin cried out.

Fobia laughed evilly, as she proceeded to conjure up a catheter, which she then magically stuck down Pokey's urethra, causing him to wince visibly.

"Why would I? I am the queen of this realm..." Fobia said, as she then set the catheter inside Pokey's mouth , before enveloping his half-rotten balls "I could easily go and check your little cousin in Manehattan at any moment."

Pokey Pierce shouted, crying again.

"no! don't do it! she's just a little filly, she does not-"

"Too bad," Fobia said, as she opened a portal that lead to the aforementioned little filly's dream "Next time resist to pain."

Straight note was just having some innocent fun with a row of flowers singing praises to her and her ability in potty training She couldn't stop giggling, as this went on.

However, all of the sudden, there was a dark shadow looming over the land.

"Hello there, little one," a deep female voice spoke up, her tone in itself making Straight Note wet herself already.

"Who you?"

"You know the adage 'don't rest your head'? Well, guess what, I am the one that compelled poneis to create it," she pulled out a giant rounded rod "And you will see why soon... very soon."

Straight Note messed herself, as the rod poked her muzzle....

[NSFW] Lenght by Diokno44

Hum Drum didn’t need any more incentive. He stripped out of his costume, which wasn’t much to begin with. He tossed them away. Radiance grinned, slowly slipping off her diaper, her wet, puffy marehood on display.

Hum licked his lips. One of the things he had gotten from his dragon father was in the genital department. Not only was he a fair bit bigger than most stallions, he had two meaty shafts poking out of twin sheaths, with four testicles in total.

Radiance smirked, stroking one cock with one hoof ,and using the other to rub the other one. “Hummie, I think I was a naughty filly today. True, my diapee helped stop Dr. Bright.” She leaned in, nuzzling his shafts. “But foals shouldn’t go without their diapees, shouldn’t they?” She smirked.

Hum Drum moaned, before nodding. A grin grew on his face, “And bad little fillies should be punished.” He said, playfully smacking her flank. Radiance moaned ,and turned over. She wiggled her plot in the air. Hum Drum hilted himself inside her marehood, both moaned. He readied himself, and began to spank her. She yelped and squealed in delight. Her juices leaked onto his twin rods. Her tan cheeks became redder with each swat. By the seventieth swat, she squealed, shooting her mare cream over his stallionhood. Hum Drum moaned, firing his dual seed shooters into her. They panted, sweat dripping off them.

The door to Radiance’s nursery banged open. A nude, and pissed off Zapp stood in the doorway, Saddle Rager, also out of her costume, stood behind her, occasionally licking her marefriend’s marehood.

“Can you two quiet down? I can’t hear myself bucking Saddy over you two bucking!” Zapp yelled.

Water by Eu Vou!

"But why? I don't want to swim at all, why can't I enjoy one of the positive stuffs about my diapers?" Button Mash complained, as he stood in front of his mother wearing only a white diaper, while a couple of aquamarine diapers were at his feet, still unfolded and unused.

"Button, we've been through it many times already. You gotta go outside sometimes, you can't stay home all day, especially in summer!" Button's mother said, as she held the wicker basket she always carried around when on the beach, or going to it. Button Mash crossed hsi arms together.

"First you make me try sports, and I get a concussion that makes me pee at random times, now you want me to get out? You know that I have a very pale skin and that I could get skin cancer without an extremely expensive lotion, right?" Button Mash said. Her mother shrugged "Also, the water of this place is shit, to the point that, I think, if I wound myself in any ways, I will melt into a puddle of toxic goo!"

"I honestly don't care. Besides, it's a very low chance, you'd be more likely to be hit by a thunder without a sto-"

As she was saying that, a thunder cracked from afar, as rain started to drizzle outside. Button Mash smirked and his mother groaned.

"Guess that we'll stay at home, then." Button's mom grumbled, as she grumbled and stormed off to her room "You can go back wasting your life life on video games."

Button Mash, feeling a little offended, didn't lose the opportunity to be snide.

"Because gossiping about the latest model of douchebag and vaginal tampon with old coffinfillers is using time wisely, right?" Button Mash said. His mom turned around, glared at him ,faked a snicker, then left his field of vision.

"Oh well, time to go back playing some Crusader Kings, then," Button Mash said, as he crinkled his way to the bathroom "Naturally, after I'm sure I have an empty bladder."

Chocolate by SuperPinkbrony12

Rarity allowed the stallion she had chosen to give her the key to his nursery, and tell her where to go. The stallion also took the time to ask what would be the name of his mommy, Rarity had responded by telling him that her name was Rarity.

“I’m Silver Swirl,” the stallion replied “My special talent involves being able to make anything out of silver, within reason. I joined this club as a way to unwind and get away from my job as a silversmith.”

“Ah, a very fine name for a little one such as you to have.” Rarity smiled, as she inserted the key into the bright red nursery door with the number 15 on it. The two walked into the room, and Rarity promptly gave the key back to Silver, who locked the door.

“Now then, how shall we begin our two hours of fun?” Rarity asked her little one.

“Can mommy play with me?” Silver Swirl asked, pointing to the changing table in his nursery.

“Oh, right, of course. I forgot about the diapers for a moment.” Rarity said under her breath, as she went over to the changing table and diapered herself. All in all, she didn’t mind the diaper as much as she thought she would. But she was still relieved that the nursery included a bathroom with a functioning flush toilet.

“So, Silver, what do you like to play with?” Rarity asked Silver Swirl.

Silver Swirl didn’t reply with words, for he was currently sucking on his pacifier. He merely pointed to a rattle painted the brightest foal blue, and made a face that indicated it was what he wanted.

Rarity gave Silver his rattle, and then sat down to play with him in the nursery for a little while.

Eventually, Silver Swirl took his pacifier out of his mouth, and went to fetch something from one of the nursery’s drawers.

He returned a couple of seconds later with two foal bottles filled with a brownish liquid. “How would you like a bottle of chocolate milk? I find it helps me quench my thirst, and I think you could use a drink as well.”

Rarity took the drink without hesitation “Oh, why thank you, Silver Swirl. You are too kind.” she said, and drank it down, as did Silver Swirl. He had intentionally left out what it would do to Rarity, and to him. He wanted to surprise her, and make things more fun, especially since she seemed so unsure about all of this.

“What going on?” Rarity asked, as she felt a funny feeling in her stomach, then she realized the voice she was talking in “Why me talk funny?”

“Me put something in milk, something that make us talk and act like babies for bout two hours.” Silver Swirl replied.

Rarity was horrified.

Flying by XXXX

Scootaloo was nervous enough as it were. Going throught that series of tests in the hospital, without any prior knowledge of what was going to happen, no idea about the invasiveness of them, and begin pushed inside was scary onto and into itself.

Hear the doctors' response, namely, that her wings were too small and her body too weak to fly was  worse. Hear the therapy, which her parents forced on her without askign her anything, was even worse.

"Dad," Scootaloo said, wincing while her father replaced the medicine IV in her right wing with another bag full of a light blue sparkly liquid "Was this really necessary?"

"Yes, my daughter," Scootaloo's fahter said "I know that stay in bed for a month without begin able to mvoe at all, even for got to the bathroom can be boring, but, if you wanna fly, you gotta do it."

Scootaloo sighed, as she felt her lower body increase pressure and her right wing pinch, which made her flutter her left wing a little. Scootaloo's father slapped the few portions of skin that weren't covered by Scootaloo's baby-printed pinkdiaper.

"I told you to not move!" He said. Scootaloo groaned, her bowels already getting ready to expel the faeces.

"Dad, I know you really, really want me to fly. I do too, but, please, could you stop to take that advice too literally?! It's dumb!" Scootaloo said. Her father slapped her face.

"It's bad enough I let you move your frotn hooves around for read and I let oyu talk," He said, grabbing a pill pack from Scootaloo's bedside table with his right hoof and pouring two pills in his left hoof "or eat by yourself, for that matter."

Scootaloo opened up her mouth for the pills, preparing herself for the awful taste of copper the pills had.

"And how will I eat, then? Will you cut a hole to my stomach and feed me from there?" Scootaloo said, and her father quickly dropped the two pills in her mouth.

"They do sometimes, but I think I would rather resort to IVs or nose-feedings," Scootaloos' fahter siad "changing your diapers is messy enough as it is."

And, as he said that, Scootaloo grunted, farted and pooped in her diaper.

"Speak of the devil he comes," Scootaloo said with a smirk, resisting the feel of need to puke for the awful taste. Scootaloo's father sighed and untaped Scootaloo's diaper, then he took some wipes and a new diaper.

"And tis is the sixth I've changed in two hours... sometimes I aks if you do this on purpose," Scootaloo's father said, as he quickly changed the diaper of his daughter, while she pouted.

"If you just let me go around and stop taking doctor's orders so literally, ma-" Scootaloo said, before getting interrupted by her father, who said.

"If you think you're so hot, why don't you try to get up and fly then?"

Scootaloo nodded and smirked.

"I will do."

Maenad by Diokno44

The lair of The Maenad, who was wanted on five cases of armed robbery, two accounts of grand theft auto, three kidnapping, two accounts of arms dealing,  four spinal-rapings (Including Hum Drum’s), six cases of driving with an expired license, and one case of jaywalking. His lair was located in non descript warehouse. He was busy at a laptop, copying all of his files into a flash drive. He was sweating bullets, typing away.

As he was doing so, the wall to the right of him burst open. “Alright you sick spine bucker! It’s over!” Radiance yelled, righteous fury in her voice. The other Power Ponies stood right behind her, Hum Drum glaring.

Maenad, in a flash, was out of his chair. He lifted up a talon, revealing a wrist mounted laser. “Oh, is it Power Ponies? I think not, for I, the Maenad, am-urgh...” He swooned. As he lifted his head swiftly to continue his spiel, he wacked it on a rather heavy looking light. “I’ll get you...” He mumbled, and collapsed, unconscious.

The assembled heroes blinked, staring at the unconscious super villain, “Well, that was...anticlimactic.” Matterhorn said. Using her magic, she and Radiance lifted up the Maenad. Mare-Volous, as an extra precaution, tied him up with their lasso.

Radiance and Hum Drum interlocked hooves, his diaper crinkled. “Let’s go home, after we drop off this scudmuffin.” They locked tails, as they and the others headed to Maretropolis penitentiary.

[NSFW] Right by Pocatello

Silver Swirl smirked, as the chocolate started to take effect slowly on Rarity and onto him, making him drool a little and feel more energetic.

True, it was a potion for make them act like babies... but it also had the effect of triggering heat while leaving sexual desire untouched. As Rarity fell on her back, dropping the bottle on the floor with a thud and started to weakly kick the air, Silver Swirl could feel his penis rising out of the sheath and creating quite the bulge in his diaper. His partially-regressed mind made him move away the diaper's front, to reveal his penis to himself, poking it with his right hoof, which sent more pleasure up his spine.

He then looked at Rarity, who was still on her back, babbling nonsense as she kept kicking her legs in the air aimlessly. Silver Swirl put his pacifier in his mouth, then slowly waddled his way towards her.

Rarity looked at him and babbled something, and Silver Swirl blabbed something back, as he went over her, brushing his padding against Rarity's and causing the padding to press against his cock and his balls, which made him babble excited. Rarity looked at him and pointed at the bulge in the diaper caused by Silver Swirl's boner, as she sat up, making the paddings brush even more and making Silver Swirl in turn sit down too, letting Rarity to take a peek inside his diaper, letting his penis' tip moist with precum peek out of the diaper.

Rarity tilted her head and looked at it, quickly babbling something, before giving it a quick lick on the tip, sending a buzzing pulsing sensation down Silver Swirl's spine and make him say something that should've meant "more," but only came out as a string of disjointed syllables.

For her party, Rarity's first instinct was to retract her head and turned her head around with her tongue sticking out, expressing dislike of the taste.

Silver Swirl quickly tucked his dick back inside his diaper and looked at Rarity's padding, seeing it yellowed, which got his attention, bringing him to poke it. Rarity froze, then let out a squeal and started to clap giggling.

Silver Swirl then started to poke it some more, then to move his hoof up and down on the epicenter of Rarity's wetting, bringing Rarity to let her tongue loose, clapping and giggling at random times, and, sometimes, even making her horn sparkle a little bit.

As he did so, Silver Swirl didn't realize that he also wet his own diaper. However, he realized it once Rarity tackled him and start to rub her own wet diaper with his, causing untold amounts of pleasure in both, making Silver Swirl also com a little, but still not enough to stop him from rolling around and untaping his and her diaper for then penetrate her and actually cum inside her, the "right way" suggested by the Strip Club to avoid attempted refundings of unconsumed sexual experiences.

Lesson by Diokno44

“Hmm, let’s see, add two cracked eggs.” Matterhorn mumbled, looking over a cookbook. Ever since they had buried Fili Second, she had, as penance for her horrible cooking causing the demise of their friend, and for the hospitalization of Dr. Bright with a damaged sense of smell and taste and a concussion.

“Hey Matty” Fili smiled, zipping into the kitchen. She and Radiance had decided to play a prank on the inventor of the group. Radiance had created a shield bubble around her friend. Fili then faked her demise, and had eaten her way out. This was all to have Matterhorn take cooking lessons.

“Yeep!” Matter squeaked, shivering on the floor. A growing damp patch appeared on her costume. “Fili, you’re a ghost!”

Fili giggled, her pacifier falling from her mouth. She tapped Matter’s horn. “Not yet silly filly. Radi and I played a bit of a gag on you,” She gestured at the cookbook and pan, “So you could take cooking lessons.” She grinned, “And look what I can do.” She grunted, as a chain of manure formed, “Poop powers!” The chain disappeared.

She hopped out of the kitchen., “Well, I gotta see Radi for a playdate.”

A minute in, Fili poked her head back in, “Oh. and MAtty, it looks like Radi and I aren’t the only ones in need of a diapee.” She giggled, and went on her way.

Matterhorn looked down, and blushed. “it’s second grade all over again, at least I didn’t-” her eyes widened as she felt a warm mass in the back of her suit. “BUCKKKKKK!!!!!” The genius yelled to the heavens.

At least it couldn’t get any worse, but now she had to get padded up.

Dio by Pope_Mosconi

Dio by Pope_Mosconi

Fluttershy wasn't expecting that.

She had found a gravely-wounded colt, no older than the Cutie Mark Crusaders, lying next to her cottage's door, and wearing a diaper. She had taken him inside her home and proceeded to try to tend to his wounds. As she proceeded to change his diaper with one of the spare pull-ups she had stacked up when the Cutie Mark Crusaders had been forcefully transferred to her house to sleep over, in case of bedwetting, Fluttershy noticed that the colt was fluttering his eyes open.

"Hello there, little one... do you feel okay?" Fluttershy asked. The colt jolted up.

"Dove son, Dio boia? Ghe gazzo sei te, na cavala con ali?" The colt said, as he then looked down at himself to his pull-up "Dio cane, par chè sonin on panolòn?

Fluttershy recoiled and squeaked, as she then saw the colt quickly trying to remove his pull-up.

"Um..." Fluttershy muttered, as the colt removed it "Sorry, I can't understand you..."

"Ghe gazzo gianci mai porca Madonna?" The colt said, as he then tried to walk away with a link "Se trovo quel ghe me ha fato stò scherzo le tiro un punio che le spaco la testa. Lo troverò quel mona prima o dopo."

Fluttershy stared. The colt's language was completely unknown to her, and his demanour was... odd, to say the least.

She had to dig deeper.

"I'm sorry, but..." Fluttershy said, as she fluttered her way to the colt and grabbed him by the back.

"Dio can, fermati!" The colt said as he flailed around. Fluttershy turned him on hsi back, and quickly pulled up his pull-up, just before taking him by the scruff with her mouth.

"Sorry." Fluttershy muttered behind his coat, as the colt flailed even harder, shouting even more things in that weird language.

Fluttershy waited with bathed breath for Twilight to answer to her question about the colt's language, while the colt simply kept groaning and shouting in his  language. Meanwhile, Twilight was scribbling on a clipboard and making her go alight, fact that, oddly enough, had startled the colt at first.

"Prima o poi sta' cavala mona la finirà, porco Dio..." He muttered, as Twilight passed a magical aura over his head once more, before dispelling her spell.

"Fluttershy," Twilight said, which made Fluttershy perk up her ears and look at Twilight.

"Yes, Twilight?" she asked, moving her head forward in anticipation.

"I think I understood what he's saying," Twilight said, blushing "But it's really naughty... many, many profanities, directed at this 'Dio,' which seems to translated as 'god,' but I don't know if that's true. He speaks in mostly them, thought."

Fluttershy froze there, speechless.

[NSFW] Bond by Eu Vou!

"I'm not quite sure I like this..." Bon-Bon said, while laying on her belly, bind to the bed by several ropes, as his boyfriend Jelly Hugues walked with a swinging movement towards her, two sacks tied to his flank and that followed his moves.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll," Jelly said, as he dropped the bags onto the bed, before quickly opening them to reveal several cans of jelly and a lot of diapers. Bon-Bon gulped, as Jelly Hugues unfolded a diaper and slid it under her ass and then set the tail through the hole in the diaper.

"There," Jelly said, as he taped the diaper up, before grabbing a can of yellow jelly and unscrewing its top "And now, let's start!"

Bon-Bon gulped again, then shivered, as he started to smear the cold jelly all over her body, rubbing and massaging her body vigorously as he did so. Once Bon-Bon's coat was sticky enough, Jelly hopped onto her, rubbing his body again Bon-Bon's and in turn making her more uncomfortable while the whole experience.

"Well..." Jelly said, as he hopped off Bon-Bon, and started to poke her crinkly flank in the right spots "Let's get a little more... mingled."

Bon-Bon gasped and blushed, at each touch in her vaginla area. True it was pleasant, but Jelly Hugues wasn't exactly somepony that gave the most trusting of vibes. Said feeling was confirmed when he, after grabbing another can of red jelly, moved Bon-Bon's diaper hem with a crinkle, and poured its content inside, sending shivers and chills up her spine to Bon-Bon as the jelly mused again her butthole and almost invaded her labia.

Jelly Hugues started to push...

Swim by glory

     "Are you sure these will work in the water, Pinkie Pie?" twilight asked as she looked disconcertingly between the lake and the swim diaper that was fitted snugly on her rump.

      "Yes, Twilight, I've used them before so of course I know they work," Pinkie Pie said as she bounded around twilight her usual big smile plastered on her face, also wearing a blue swim diaper.

       “Okay, Pinkie. Well here goes nothing" Twilight said she ran and jump into the water, expecting her diaper to fill and expand with lake water, but, when it didn't she started swimming testing out different strokes to find one that was comfortable with a diaper on.

"Come on, Pinkie the water is perfect!"

       As she said this a pink blur ran toward her and splashed down next to her. Pinkie jumped out of the water laughing with glee and started swimming in the oddest ways.

         Twilight sighed and said "This was a good idea, thanks for diapers Pinkie Pie"

         "You’re welcome, Twilight.”

Hero by Eu Vou!

Rainbow Dash's father sighed.

"Dashie, why can't you use the toilet in silence?" he said, standing by the thereshold of the bathroom's door, as Raibow Dash sat onto the toilet, her unusued pull-up hanging by her rear hooves, while she flailed her front hooves widly and made whoosing noises that hardly covered up the tinkling and the occasiona plop that came from her.

Rainbow Dahs didn't answer, not until she was apparently done, as which point she jumped down the toilet bowl, flapping her wings before turnign to her fahter.

"Could you please flush it?" Rainbow Dash said, poofing up her chest as she grabbed the toilet paper roll to try to clean her butt and lower parts up all alone "I did lot by fighting toilet monster again."

Rainbow Dash's father tilted his head around, as h watched her daughter clean herself up.

"What are you talking about, Dash?" He said, as he walked to the toilet, just as Rainbow Dash threw the used toielt paper inside the toilet bowl. She piped up again.

"Yeah, toilet is mosnter and I here for..."

Rainbow Dash's fahter sighed, as Rainbow Dash started to rant abotu how awesoem she was for makign her wastes inside the toilet. Thankfully the toilet flushing was loud enough to cover her voice up and long enough for her to finish to rant.

"Who todl oyu all of that?" Rainbow Dash's fahter said, as he escorted Rainbow Dash to the sink. Rainbow Dash hopped onto her fahter's back and walked on his beck towards the sink.

"Swirly Sweet did, after I almsot got eaten!" she said cheerfully, as she opened the cold water's tap and as hse grabbed a bar of lavender soap.

He froze, as he watched Rainbow Dash wash her hooves. If the toielt was a mosnter to her, and if she had been almost eaten...

"I think that I will fire Swirly Sweet." He saidwith a deadpan voice. Rainbow Dash's squeaked and gasped.

"But why?" She said, clearly surprised.

"Because ou're not safe at all aroudn her, Dashie. Now let's get us back to the living room."

Suppository by Eu Vou!

When Onyx woke up again, he was feeling feeling coldness on his belly.

"What is going on?" He muttered to himself, as he fluttered his eyes open. He saw in the dim light that he was strapped to the changing table by several layers of ropes and chains, and that his tail had been nailed onto the table.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

"What is going on is that I am going to punish you," Rarity said, as she opened the door with a creak, bringing in more light and revealing that she was holding up with her magic a couple of pill blisters. "You have been a bad colt again, and I think that it is time to raise the level of harshness of my punishments!"

"What?!" Onyx said, wiggling in his binds and making them move, but not quite managing to move around freely "But I've saved..."

"It doesn't matter, the police forces could have handled it just as easily without your help," Rarity said, as she popped one of the blisters, revealing a glowing red suppository "It's time for me to teach you to never, ever use your power again until you at least are partially legally responsible for your actions!."

Onyx, startled, started to struggle harder and faster, feeling pain his tail as he pulled out some strands and as the chains and ropes surprisingly resisted to his super strength. Rarity smirked, as she pointed the glowing red suppository and turned it tip-first towards Onyx's little butthole. He started to squirm and shake even more, the ropes squeaking and the chains rattling against the table as he did so.

"This will teach you!" Rarity said, as she then quickly pushed the suppository inside Onyx's ass, causing him to yelp in pain, as he felt his strength slowly go away and his powers waning.

"N-no..." he muttered, as Rarity chuckled and undid the ropes, leaving Onyx with only the chains onto him.

"Well, now that this is done," she said, as she threw the ropes in a corner and grabbed a diaper and some powder from underneath the table "let's get you re-diapered."

Onyx let out a whine, as Rarity quickly taped a light blue diaper over his crotch, just before undoing the chains and taking out the nail in his tail as well, and then putting him on her back.

Veneto by Folle sparatore di Seghe in Fica.

"Could you please repeat from where are you from, please?" Twilight said, while the little colt flailed and shrieked again Fluttershy changing his diaper.

"Dio porco, la fai finita cavala de merda? Non bisogno d' on panolòn!" He shouted, as Fluttershy dodged another of his kicks.

"Look, I know that you don't like this," Fluttershy said "but you don't wna a rash, right?"

"Lo vuoi capire o no che non ti capisco puttana la Madonna? E non si riesce a capire un gazzo tutte le volte!" He shouted, hitting Fluttershy's muzzle with his left rear hoof, which made Fluttershy whimper and recoil and Twilight to groan.

"Listen, I am aware that you are in distress, but could you please stop swearing agaisnt me and my friend?" Twilight said, quickly casting a translation spell on her words, which only made the colt shout even more.

"Come gazzo faccio, porco canja boia d' un Dio? Mi ritrovo in un posto xe non so niente, e te aspeti ghe io stia calmo?" He shouted again. Twilight sighed.

"Just tell me where do you live, then." Twilight said, ot wanting to deal with him any longer.

"Viv en Verona in Veneto. Non far batute sui magiagati Dio can o ti dò un punio!" He said, casuing Twilight Sparkle to quickly grab the nearest geography book and scan for the city's name and the magical address of the town hall of said city.

But, sadly, it wasn't there and, no matter where she looked, Twilight could find no proofs. with a sigh, she went back to the colt.

"I'm sorry, but it seems that we cannot find Verona anywhere."

The colt stared deeply in Twilight's eyes. Then he squinted them. Then he crapped himself, as he let out a very, very, very, very, very, very loud scream, one that shattered glass, crystal and clouds, that bent metal and splintered wood.

"DIO DI DIO CAN PORCO MAIALE!"

Hiccup by XXXX

Rarity was slowly getting brought to tears of desperation.

Her little sister Sweetie Belle had an hiccup, and she had been following her everywhere, begging for make it stop.

At first Rarity had been eager to dispense her sister solutions, such as hold her breath for a few seconds, or drink some water while still holding her breath, or try to recite a short poem in rapid succession. But, when those did not work, Sweetie Belle didn't give up and waited for it to pass, oh no. She had started to follow arity everywhere, asking for another solution, and Rarity's patience was getting thinner by the second.

"Sweetie, please, it's just a hiccup, it'll go away by itself!" Rarity said, as she sat on the stool near the sewing machine.

"But what *hic* if it doesn't?" Sweetie Belle said, letting another hiccup go, her voice as adorably worried as it was irritating to Rarity's ears right now. Rarity sighed.

"Trust me sis, it's not permanent, I had it too." Rarity said, but Sweetie Belle didn't budge.

"But *hic* maybe it's *hic* permanent for me! I don't wan *hic*  want it to be permanent!"

Rarity, exasperated, suddenly had an idea. She got up and walked towards her bed.

"You know, you act a lot like a foal," Rarity said, as she looked under her  bed, pulling out some spare pull-ups of when Rarity was younger and a bit sore about losing her diapers "perhaps you want to wear them, since you're acting like such a foal?"

Sweetie Belle recoiled and flailed her front hooves about.

"Nooo! I don't want to!" Sweetie Belle shouted, as Rarity started to wave the diapers in her magic.

"I won't if you stop whining..." Rarity sing-sang, causing Sweetie Belle to shriek "No!" again.

Rarity chuckled, as she noticed that her sister's hiccup was gone now.

"Well, now I won't because you don't have it anymore!"

[NSFW] Cuddle by Pocatello

Scootaloo froze, as she heard the phrase "peanut butter and zap apple jam sanwiches," knowing well what that entinced for the foreseeable future.

"What's wrong, Scoots?" Featherweight asked, as Dizzy Twister washed up her hooves, a big grin on her face. Scootaloo turned around towards him, showing the widened eyes and the frown that only an utterly terrified filly could have. Featherweight scratched his chin, as Dizzy Twister dried her hooves on a purple towel.

"Wait me up," she said "I'll be back soon with the sandwiches."

Featherweight nodded, as Scootaloo seemingly attempted to tell her mother to not do it, but not quite managing to actually tell her that, further confusing Featherweight.

"I don't get you..." Featherweight muttered, as he crinkled about the room by walking in circles, as Scootaloo blabbed disjointed syllabes in a chocked-up voice.

In around a minute, Dizzy Twister came back charginf right in the bathroom, a wide variety of rods of all shapes and colours, coupled with rings and tubes attached to sacks.

"Come to mommy, Scootie," she said grabbing her daughter and untaping her diaper, before grabbing a purple large and thick rod and poking Scootaloo's butt with it "let her cuddle with you!"

Featherweight could only watch in terror, as Dizzy Twister fully inserted the rod up Scootaloo's tush, causing her to let out a bloodcurling scream of pain. His terror and disgust only grew as Dizzy Twister pulled out and repeated the action several times open, before grabbing the tube attached to a sack, and inserted it up her daughter's ass, before squeezing the sack. Scotaloo started to wail, as Dizzy Twister re-taped the diaper onto her.

"Your turn!" Dizzy Twister said, jumping onto Featherweight. He tried toxsquirm his way to freedom, but, alas, Izzy's hooves were faster and, as soon as she manage pd to get an hold on the diaper's tapes, she inserted a thin light rod with two buttons. Featherweight felt the need to poop, as that thing was inserted inside him, and said only sensation grew strong when, with the pression of one button, it started to buzz inside his anal cavity, the vibrations begin both pleasant and violating to him. He could only pant, feeling his penis rising out.

Dizzy turned Featherweight around, slide a ring on his dong, then activated it, before taping the diaper back up.

"There, all done!" Dizzy Twister declared.

Sneez by Rockdude.

Six friends gathered at “Sweet Shoppe” to get something to drink to ‘celebrate,’ as Pinkie  put it, that fall was coming.

“Achoo!” came out of the fiery-headed Sunset Shimmer’s nose as she entered in the room.

Sunset’s friends said the usual “Bless yous” at first, until a few more came out of Sunset.

Rarity remarked. “Goodness! Sunset sure is sneezing a lot.”

“Ah wonder if you have a cold?” said Applejack.

.

“Maybe someone should take of her if she does… uh, not me of course because of Volleyball”

“Darling, we’d help” Rarity pointed at herself and Applejack “but we’re quite busy.”

“Angel needs help to get ready for hibernation” whispered Fluttershy.

“I KNOW, I KNOW, PICK ME PICK ME!” shouted the Pinkie Pie.

“Thanks girls, but it’s just a simple allergy, they happen to some people like me when seasons change.” Sunset said finishing her drink. “Thanks for the drink’s but I have to go…”

Suddenly Sunset’s nose let out a barrage of sneezing, causingher head to ache.

“I think these allergies are being particularly nasty today, so having Pinkie drive me home would be wise.”

Pinkie indeed was willing to drive her home. Sunset sneezedon the way..

Pinkie mentioned soup and after what felt like a blur Sunset drank the soup and was passed out. Throughout the night Sunset was sick and was unable to get out of bed. Throughout the weekend Pinkie had to resort to diapers as a means for her friend’s bathroom necessities.

Homecoming by SuperPinkbrony12

“I must say, you’re quite lucky to be alive,” Disciplined Raiser said to Fancy Pants, as she lifted him out of the crib “When my employer found you outside, you were sleeping on a bench in the park. You were shivering from the cold, and it smelled as if you had fallen down a manhole.”

“Terribly sorry to make you worry, madam.” Fancy Pants apologized, as he was set on the changing table, so his wet nurse could check his diaper.

“It’s not your fault, little one. It is the fault of whoever your parents are, clearly they have not done a good enough job raising you.” Disciplined Raiser said angrily, as she poked Fancy Pants’ diaper.

Fancy Pants couldn’t help but blush a little at the thought of his wet nurse touching him, even if she had no idea it was him.

“Well, it looks like you’re clean, little colt,” Disciplined Raiser smiled, as she lifted Fancy Pants off the changing table “Perhaps, you would like to relieve yourself before breakfast?”

“I would like that very much.” Fancy Pants replied, and was carried to the bathroom.

After enduring the humiliation of having to sit on a toddler potty, being praised for being a big colt, seeing his wastes be flushed away in the toilet, and being fed mushy foal food in a highchair, Fancy Pants was relieved when he was finally set into a playpen.

“Wait here, while I fetch Mrs. Pants. She wishes to take you on a tour of Canterlot, to see if anypony can identify where you belong,” Disciplined Raiser instructed to Fancy Pants, before she shook her head “Personally, I believe your parents do not deserve to keep you if they allowed you to end up in such a sorry state. Alas, I am a mere wet nurse, and the opinion of my employer holds absolute authority.” And with that, she left the room.

Fancy Pants was alone, but not for long. Suddenly, a voice called out “Who are you?” Fancy Pants spun around, in time to see a little colt that looked exactly like him, right down to the eyes.

Smash by anon

Button Mash smirked, as he adjusted the neck of his pajamas, and proceeded to select his character, after setting up the match as a lives-based one and eliminating a couple of items.

"Fox only, no items, Final Destination?" He said with a smirk, as he hovered his cursor over the aforementioned character. Sunset Shimmer shook her head, as she picked a character looking like an angel archer with a golden wreath crown

"Nah, I prefer with everything on." She said, as Button moves the cursor away and picked an ape in a red necktie as fighter. The screen quickly shifted away from the character roster into the stage selection screen. Before Button could do anything, Sunset picked the third on the right, causing the game to erupt in a small cheer.

"Hey!" Button protested, as the game loaded "You didn't let me choose!"

Sunset Shimmer smirked. "Well, you didn't say anything..."

"In time, you'll pay for this." Button Mash said, the screen showed the stage and the characters at opposite sides of it...

Sunset Shimmer could've only wished to not have another moment as embarrassing as the one she was going through. Button Mash couldn't stop laughing, as he wiped her ass clean from her own poop.

"Never challenge me at Super Smash Bros. with a lightweight character!" He said, as he did the final wipe swipe on Sunset's butthole. Sunset whimpered with a blush.

"I hate you so much, Button..." she muttered, as she thought at the inevitable aftermath of Button's photo on her social life.

The jokes, the stares, the embarrassing likes, and, if the situation got bad enough, an entire Internet meme spawning out of that photo... not a bright prospect at all. Meanwhile, Button Mash had dropped half of a can of powder onto Sunset's genitals, and he had thrown the old diaper out of the window.

"So, baby, do you want to be double-diapered, or do you want to leak?" Button said, as he grabbed two diapers, in a mocking tone, before blowing a raspberry to Sunset Shimmer. She sighed, as she rose up her hand to make two, and, soon enough, Button Mash slid the two diapers under Sunset's rump in quick succession, before taping them up onto her.

"Now you're good to go!" He said, chuckling in an evil way.

Massarosa by anon

Massarosina looked with suspiciousness at Arma Smussata, as she escorted her emplyer's daughter, Lex Populi, out of her house.

"For her sake, I hope she didn't touch Lex, like the rumors say" the old mare muttered to herself, as Arma Smussata escorted the little filly down the oak ramp that lead to the entrance of Arma's house "Because, if she did, she's gonna regret everything she has ever done and then some."

Massarosina then shook her head and forced a grin on her wrinkly old face, as she trotted towards Lex Populi and Arma Smussata.

"Good evening, Mrs. Arma," Massarosina said with her croaky voice, as she bowed her head a little, ignoring the squeaks that her bust was giving off during such act, while Lex scampered towards her "I hope that little Lex has been a good little filly during her stay."

Arma Smussata grinned and she looked up, mumbling for a little while, just before nodding.

"Oh, yes, she has been a wonderful little guest," she said "She  has been really polite and not too noisy."

Massarosina nodded, still forcing her grin, as Lex clapped to herself while giggling.

"Lex looks quite alright, but, knowing this mare, she might have found a way to fiddle her into not reacting." Massarosina thought, as she then turned around and waved.

"That's wonderful to hear. Goodbye and good evening to you!" She said, as she set her way out of the villa's garden, while Arma Smussata waved back to her.

Massarosina then turned around, only to see Lex skipping in place, her little eyes seemingly sparkling and a smile plastered on her face, one that made Massarosina genuinely smile and briefly forget about her worry.

"So, what did you do in there, Lexxy?" Massarosina asked, as she exited from the garden, closing the gate door behind her. Lex started to skip forward, as she narrated her day at Orvosti's house.

"I played ball outside with him, then went in house and draw, then had a banana snack, then played doctor with Orvs' mommy and him..."

Massarosina, feeling red flags going all over her mind, decided to interrupt Lex dead in her tracks.

"Excuse me, but... what do you mean by 'playing doctor'? How did you do it?" Massarosina asked. Lex Populi squeaked in surprise as she jumped wayside.

"I... Um..." She said with a whimper, her ears pressed against her head "Orvs was going to use odd purple thingie, but his mommy said it was no-no, then she pulled syringe out of mane..."

Massarosina froze briefly, at the mention that Orvosti Ostoba had brought in the "purple odd things" in the game and that Arma smussata had taken them away.

"Sure, could've been an accident... but what if he has understood that sex is normal at his age? Sure he couldn't have have come up with it all by himself..." Massarosina thought, as Lex Populi kept narrating her game with Orvosti, down to the finiest details "I think that's quite enough to get that pension-leech in trouble in no time."

Shrinkage by SuperPinkbrony12

Scootaloo was surprised to see that her bedroom had been converted into a nursery. Her bed now had guard rails that made it into a makeshift crib. A small playpen rested on the other corner of the room, near a moon shaped nightlight. And in the center of the room stood a changing table and diaper pail. Scootaloo was speechless.

“Aw, I knew you’d like your new nursery,” Dizzy Twister smiled “It’s got everything you’ll need to ensure you stay nice and safe. Now you won’t have to worry about falling out of bed, or having accidents in your sleep.”

Scootaloo blushed in embarrassment “I don’t need a nursery, I’m not a baby!” she said, as she pouted and folded her hooves across her chest. But just as she did so, she started to feel funny.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Scootaloo asked in a high pitch voiced, as she felt herself getting smaller and smaller.

Dizzy Twister was every bit as surprised as Scootaloo to see her daughter suddenly start to shrink. She quickly raced back to the bathroom to check the shampoos.

“Ah, that would explain everything.” she said, upon realizing that she’d accidentally taking a bottle of poison joke mane and tail shampoo home with her. She quickly made a mental note to visit the spa tomorrow, and pick up some of their poison joke remedy.

In the meantime, Dizzy Twister decided that she was going to enjoy the time she would spend with her shrunken daughter. This time, she’d have her little Scootaloo all to herself.

“Why did this have to happen to a filly like me?” Scootaloo thought to herself, as her mom dressed her in the most “adorable” pair of pink hoofie pajamas.

“There, all done,” Dizzy Twister cooed, as she lifted her shrunken daughter into the air “Now then, my little Crinkleloo, are you ready to have some fun with your mommy?” Scootaloo reluctantly nodded.

[NSFW] Gem by Eu Vou!

Scootaloo didn't expect that her mother was going to give her that kind of "fun."

Certainly not in the form she was now, all things considered, and especially with Rarity's complicity.

"Are you ready for the fashion show for my line of gem-encrusted sex toys for rich toddlers?" Rarity said with a chuckle, as Dizzy Twister moved around the rather thin dildo with a tip made with rubies and two lines of emeralds going from top to bottom on the dildo.

"B-but... wouldn't that shredder my ass or my p-pussy?" SCootaloo asked, curling up frightened "E-specially with... you know... those gems?"

"Oh, don't you worry about that," Rarity said, patting Scootaloo's little head "They are specially designed to hurt only when you pull them out. They go in like a charm, though."

Scootaloo grinned nervously, at the thought of when she was going to remove those things from her most private bodily possessions. Dizzy Twister smiled, as she moved the gem-encrusted dildo in her hoof.

"Open your little tushy wide, Scooty," she said, and Scootaloo gulped, as she obeyed to the order, putting herself on her back and spreading her legs out, along with raising up her tail to show off her meaty asshole and labia. Rarity untaped Scootaloo’s diaper with her magic and grabbed the camera with her front hooves.

"At my three..." Rarity said, as she made up the number three with her magical aura.

"Three... two... one..."

Suddenly, Dizzy Twister inserted the dildo up her daughter's tiny tender tush all the way up to her blind intestine.

Scootaloo writhed in agony, as she felt her bowels cramping up in pain, making her tear up and yelp.

"Ouch! That hurt!" Scootaloo said, as Rarity smirked.

"If that hurts already, then you've seen nothing yet..." Rarity said, as clicked on the camera, sending a flash that dazed Scootaloo long enough to allow her mother to insert the smaller, sleeker and less elaborate sex toy into Scootaloo's extremely small vagina. Scootaloo winced, but, strangely enough, it hurt a lot less than the one that went up her butt, which made her sigh of relief, as Rarity snapped another photo.

Paradox by Diokno44

Twilight blinked, looking around her.

¨It...worked!” She whispered in awe, for months on end she had been trying to develop a time travel spell that allowed one to travel further back or forward than just a few days.

She stared around at her home, as it had been almost seventeen years ago since then. She smiled, the house didn’t look too different than it did in the present day, minus the shelves being filled with a few less books.

Her eyes fell on a book lying open on the floor. Her smile contorted into a small frown. She was a bit of a messy filly when she was younger. She sighed, picked it up and plopped it into a bookshelf.

Humming, she felt the spell starting to wane. She exhaled, as it took her back to the future.

She shook her head, which also caused a crinkling to be heard.

She looked down, and gasped, as she saw a light purple diaper was wrapped around her waist. And, judging by the look and smell, it was quite used.

¨Buh-what?!¨ She asked, her wings fluffing. It was then  she recalled her visit to the past.

That book, now recognizing it…

¨It was the one that got me motivated to potty train!¨ She said.

She froze. The spell, for now, only allowed travel once every full moon, and the next one wouldn’t be for another four weeks. She hoped she could make the best of this new reality. But....

¨I've created a time paradox!¨

Laundry by XXXX

Princess Luna, after flushing the toilet for Pipsqueak, lowered herself.

"On my back, child, so that I can bring you to the laundromats of the Palace." Princess Luna said. Pipsqueak immediately nodded and jumped on the back of the Princess of the NIght.

As she fluttered her way down the stairs next to the chambers, Pipsqueak tightly wrapped his hooves around Luna's neck, crinkling at each turn made, and musing about things.

"Princess Luna," Pipsqueak said "Why do you have laundromats exactly? Don't you have an internal laundry or something?"

"Yes, we do," Princess Luna said, flying down a deserted dark secondary alley at the ground floor "but, due to my sister's interests, we have built our own laundry, in case we wanted to wash away some clothing stained in a compromising way. I did not want any indiscreet eyes to glance upon your soiled costume, and cause me issues in the future, so I brought it there."

Pipsqueak nodded, as Princess Luna flew into the basement and then on the right, a mechanical growl of washing machines working going on the background. Princess Luna then entered in the laundry room proper.

Pipsqueak's eyes widened and his mouth went open in wonder, as he saw an entire wall covered in four giant washing machines-driers mixes. A loud, echoing ping from one of the machines made Princess Luna jump towards it.

"Just in time! Your costume is clean. Now I can carry you back home."

Pipsqueak rolled up the costume and nodded sadly, wishing to spend more time with Luna.

"Okay..."

Antidote by Diokno44

Ditzy Doo, twin sister to Derpy Hooves, snored in bed. A wet diaper was wrapped against her flank. Ever since a Pink Poison Joke encounter, the mailmare had all but lost her control over her bladder and bowels. That, and she had an odd craving for fava beans, sans Chianti. Her ears perked up when she heard the door to her bedroom open. She was staying at her sister’s place, her husband, well, her sister’s husband as well, the Doctor, was off getting breakfast. Things get strange when you ended up fused with your sister, soul wise, and end up defused after the vows and kiss are exchanged, but neither minded. She smacked her lips, rubbing her eyes.

“Hey sis!” Derpy smiled, her eyes sparkling with joy. Ditzy smiled, and saw her niece, Dinky Hooves, accompanying her. Both were dressed in nurses outfits, with an accompanying doctor bag. They had raided the wardrobe of the TARDIS for the outfits. “We got an antidote for the poison joke!” She held out a bowl of udon, with a slightly white cake in the center, “It's in this cake thing.” She gently placed the tray on her sister’s bed.

“Thanks sis.” Ditzy smiled, her hooves shaking as she lifted the spoon to her mouth. THe warm soup warmed her belly. She soon ate the antidote cake, and felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. She sighed, “And you to Dinky Winks.” She smiled at her niece, and continued with the soup. The two sat at the foot of her bed, smiling warmly.

Scramble by Diokno44

Apple Bloom’s pacifier slipped from her mouth as her jaw fell. The slightly wet plastic and rubber object swung from the cord around her neck. Her eyes widened slightly, as she took a small step back. She stared at her four and a half year old cousin, Peach Cobbler. The filly had a coat the color of sweet cream, and a mane the color of a ripe, juicy peach. Each movement of Apple Bloom caused her pull-up to crinkle audibly. It wasn’t extraordinarily loud, but, to the filly, it was like a six-barrel cannon being fired in repetition.

“Apple Bwoom?” Peach asked, blinking. She was confused at the sight before her, “Why you wearing my twaining pants?” She took a step forward, her hooves clopping against the polished oak floor. “I thought yous used da potty.” She asked. She reached out a hoof to her eleven year old cousin.

“I-I, uh, ya see..” Apple Bloom stammered. She was sweating bullets, as she swallowed. She glanced between her cousin, and the open door “Um, Ah,” She blinked. She quickly grabbed her supplies. “Ah’m gonna go look for mah Cutie Mark Cobbler!” Crinkling, she scrambled out of the room. This left her young cousin confused, and alone in the room.

Apple Bloom kept on galloping, her hooves pounding against the wood of the house, before it gave away to freshly cut grass. She ran until she collapsed, out of breath, at her cousin Bab’s summer home, where she and her parents, the Oranges, were staying on holiday.

The door slowly opened, as a shadow fell over the filly, “Apple Bloom?”

Suction by Diokno44

Big Mac grunted, heaving the machine into the bathroom. The device he carried looked like the lovechild of a trash can and a vacuum. Twin elastic hoses were connected to the top, with a nozzle at the end. He stared into the toilet, and gagged. “No more o’ Pinkie’s five cheese, seven bean burritos.” He muttered, shivering. He hadn’t believed the bathroom horror stories Applejack had to endure after eating one of those, but looking at the toilet....

He had purchased, oddly enough from Quills and Sofas, the Suctiunator 5000. It was basically a souped up plunger, with a suck function. Sliding on the complimentary gas mask that had come with it, he took a deep breath of artificial air. Due to the sole bathroom in the house being out of operation, and the outhouses being spread out across the orchids, the Apple Family had resorted to wearing the diapers they usually, well, aside from Granny Smith, wore when working on the farm. The biodegradable diapers allowed them the chance to get more farm work done, and provided excellent fertilizer.

Flicking the ON Switch with a hoof, Big Mac, his diaper crinkling, pointed the nozzle into the toilet bowl. Closing his eyes, he began to unclog the toilet, as the sound of manure being sucked into the hose rang in his ears.

He prayed to both the Maker, creator of reality, and Lord Applion, God of Apples, this would be over soon....

Fever by XXXX

Scootaloo mustered up all of her forces to get up and slowly walk her way from her bedroom to the bathroom, even if her head felt light and ablaze and her legs felt as if they were made of cardboard. Even if the doctors had dismissed her from the hospital, declaring that she had been cured from Camp Fever, Scootaloo had yet to recover all of her forces.

Reason for why she was coerced to keep wear diapers.

"All of this for a bowl of water. One friggin' bowl of water," Scootaloo muttered, as she kept trudging along in the hallway. "Why do I have to suffer so much?"

Scootaloo felt her butt shifting and clenching weakly, in the attempt of not lettign her going into her diaper, as her head pulsed and seemingly got hotter by the second, to the point of makign the girl sweat.

"What kind of quacks did dismiss me from the hospital? 'Almost Recovered' my ass!" Scootaloo complained, as her legs tangled up, making her stumble and fall on the floor hands-first. The sheer shock alone was enough to make her gasp and relieve herself. Her diaper was filled with the same liquid poop she had been expelling for months by then, which made her blush while she slowly went back on her two.

"This is so embarrassingly stupid." she muttered, as she walked towards the bathroom "I'm eating through these things faster than I'd wish to. Maybe I should put a cork in myasshole or something."

Hot by Dionko44

“Why did I agree to this?” Rainbow grumbled, sucking on her pacifier for comfort. She was sweating bullets, and struggling to move. The diaper attached to her waist sagged low, which, in other circumstances, she would have enjoyed, but not this. Her entire body, sans her mouth, nostrils, eyes, and wings, were encased in diapers. Pinkie had invented the Padsuit. Basically, it was a bunch of diapers stuck together one would wear on their body, differing in thickness. Pinkie had said it was to act as both a safety device, due to the padding cushion against injury, and as an emergency bathroom. The only downside, was that it was quite hot in the Padsuit, especially during the summer. Pinkie had pleaded the loyal Pegasus to test it out, and the cyan Adult Foal had agreed in a heartbeat. She sighed, as she soaked her diaper once again. “At least Pinkie’s paying me for this.” She said, as ponies stared at the walking ball of plastic.

She just had to go for a few more minutes, then she could get out of the suit, and get changed. That was when she felt her diaper start to leak into the suit. Sugercube Corner was only inches away.

She grit her teeth, “Buck my life.” She muttered. She trotted as quick as she could to Sugercube Corner. “Heck Pinks, it workd!’ She said, slipping out of the suit. “Gotta get changed, bye!” She quickly took the bits, and flew to Fluttershy’s cottage, her overfull diaper swaying wildly.

Pinkie grinned, pumping a hoof into the air. “One invention down, onto the next!” SHe hopped to her secret Pink Cave, where she had some inventions set up. She grabbed what looked like a onesie that became the color of a pony’s coat once it touched skin. “Hmm, who to ask to try you, Camosie? Maybe Princess Luna could help!” Grabbing the onesie, she began her way upstairs.

Time to find a Princess....

Pie by Eu Vou!

Soarin' arrived in his room. There, he grabbed the zipper of his fligth suit, pulling it down, causing the messy diaper underneath to fully expand and give off the noxious fumes it created.

"Phew, that pie must've been made with rocks and carbon," Sorain' muttered to himself, as he untaped his diaper, letting it fall on the floor with a loud squelch, before picking it up and throwing it inside the waste bin. Soarin' then took the mustard mixture jar, opened it and poured it on the waste bin.

"This should cover up the smell," Soarin' declared, as he sprinkled the mustard water onto the used diaper. Down so, he walked to the bathroom to clean up his butt. As he did so, he saw several cadets and officers trudging along towards the bathroom, which, with each passing minute, turned itself into a queue leading to the bathroom. Soarin' shrugged, as he inserted himself into the queue.

"Do it first, ask questions later." He muttered to himself, as he moved forward behind an orange pegasus with brown and cobalt blue mane, and a suspicious bulge in his half-open flight suit. He looked familiar to Soarin'

"I have to crap... oh, how much I have to crap..." He moaned, as he moved forward by one step. The voice made Soarin' realize his identity.

"Bluestar, why are you in line, aren't you..."

"Yes, I need those diapers, but I always try to get there..." Bluestar said, before begin begin interrupted by a loud rude noise, one that made him whimper. "Too late..."

Soarin’' smiled at Bluestar, patting his back. Shortly after, there was a loud blarting sound coming from behind him.

"Damnit! I soiled the suit!" A female cadet said angrily "I should've avoid to eat that pie!"

Turning around, Soarin' saw some drops of poop leaking from the white cadet's suit. However, what was getting his attention was the mention of pie.

"A pie? Causing all of this?" Soarin' asked.

"Well, yeah. The Royal Navy sent us a stock of lemon and apple pies," the cadet said, as she shook and farted again "something tells me they pulled a prank on us."

Soarin' felt the smell hit his nostrils. Shortly after, there was series of farts which went off like a line of fire of musketeers and that produced a likewise awful smell. Soarin’' sighed

"This is going to be a long day, isn't it?"

Loo by Diokno44

Trixie Lulamoon, Canterlot High’s resident magician, smiled, munching on another peanut butter cracker. She stretched, feeling a squelch around her rump. She giggled, remembering the many streaking incidents she had when she was a toddler. The teenager had never gotten toilet trained, always wanting to be on the move or practice her magic. Not that she minded anyway, it allowed her to go on long performances. Neither did she mind the fact that her beloved peanut butter always made her have to go frequently, with smelly results. It was a common fact she wore diapers, but very few teased her. Those that did got knocked on their asses.

She spotted Sunset Shimmer and her friends sitting at a table. With a small smile, Trixie waved at the group, who waved back. Even though she wasn’t exactly good friends with the group, especially after the whole Dazzling incident, speaking of which, the weakened sirens, for they still possessed their singing ability (though they were on a tight leash), and immortality, had made friends with Sunset’s group, though the school was as slow to trust them as they took to trust Sunset.

Trixie was making her way to her customary table, her blue hoodie brushing against her neck, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she came face to face with one of her friends, one of those the Illusions, Star Dust. She was a periwinkle girl with dark purple hair. Star was a transfer student from northern Pengland, somewhere around Marechester.“Yes Star?” Trixie asked.

Star wrinkled her nose, “Um, Trixie, I think you should visit the loo.” She pointed at Trixie’s skirt. “Yer leaking I think” Trixie’s eyes widened, and a fierce blush could be easily seen on her powder blue cheeks. Quickly grabbing Star, she pulled her into a dark corner. Quickly pulling up her skirt, she found a dark stain on the back of her pants.

“This. Is. Terrible!” Trixie squeaked. “How in the name of the Maker could this get any worse?!” She asked the heavens. Star had no idea, but kept watch.

That was when the twenty peanut butter crackers Trixie had for a snack came into effect, as her stomach gurgled ominously, and the closest bathroom was on the other side of the cafeteria.

[Dark] Suicide by anon

After that messy and incredibly stinky accident she had in the Cafèteria not too long ago, Trixie had given up on school, on social relations, on money... basically, she had given up on everything.

Her life included.

"Guess that there's no other way..." Trixie told to herself, as she taped up her very last diaper on her waist, so to not make a mess once her bowels loosened after her death "My life is forfeit, so might as well get out of the way of my parents and my classmates."

Trixie then took the tube full of sleeping pills, unloosened the top and threw the corck away. Sniffling, she tentatively opened up her mouth and shook the tube. Four pills fell on her tongue, before getting shallowed.

"I've already overdose, guess I can go all in." she muttered,as she then outright poured the entire contenet into her stomach, until each and every pill was inside her body. Trixie then jumped onto her bed and closed her eyes, waiting for Mercury to escort her soul away in the Underworld...

"Trixie? Trixie? Wake up!" Trixie's mother said, as she opened the door of her daughter's bedroom "It's time to go to school, you're going to be..."

She stopped, as soon as she saw her daughter laying on her bed fully clothed, with a messy diaper on her rear, and nary any movements or breathing. Trixie's mom fell on her knees and started to wail, and, wail, and wail.

Merchant by Diokno44

Sunset Shimmer, former student of Princess Celestia, and Adult Foal/Teen Baby, lay in her crib. She squirmed, feeling the clammy feeling of her wet diaper rubbing against her skin. When it was still warm and fresh, or just beginning to cool, she enjoyed it, but not when it was cold and clammy.

“Time for a change.” Sunset said happily, her hand reaching through the bars of her crib, a gift from Pinkie. She felt around the frame, until her finger brushed against an indention. She grinned, and pushed it, as the bars slid down. Swinging her body around, she hopped out of the crib.

Going over to the changing table, her mind froze. She was out of diapers. “Guess I’ll have to get some.” Sunset sighed, pulling a pair of sweatpants from a drawer, and sliding them on over her diaper. Stepping into some sneakers, and pulling on her jacket, a gift from her boyfriend Flash, she grabbed her wallet. Stepping out of the door, she locked her house, and began jogging towards the nearest Adult Baby store, humming.

Breathing, she saw the two story building that was the adult baby store come into her sight. The doors slid open as she stepped through. Humming a tune, she grabbed a small shopping basket, and began going through the isles. Picking up this world’s version of her favorite Equestrian brand, Silly Filly having become Silly Girl, she placed it into her basket. Her shoes clacked against the tiled floor as she made her way to the counter.

“Hello Mrs. Mash.” Sunset smiled, Button Mash’s mom, Milano ran the store, as its resident manager, and merchant/shopkeeper. She placed the pack on the counter, as it was rung up. Her jaw dropped at the price, “20 dollars?” She blinked.

Minutte frowned, “Sorry sweetie, according to the company, their manufacturing equipment is having technical issues, making it harder to make the diapers.” She apologized. “Tell you what, how about I give it to you for 15 dollars?”

Sunset smiled, “Maybe ten.” She haggled. Milano nodded, and rung up the new price. Paying, Sunset thanked her, and exited the store, bag in hand.

But as she made her way home, she heard the sound of a phone camera going off behind her, causing her to freeze.

Awakening by SuperPinkbrony12

“Moonie, Moonie wake up!” Nightmare Rarity said in a high pitched foalish voice, shaking her foalified sister back and forth.

Nightmare Moon would’ve normally been cross at being woken up early, but considering the nightmare she had just suffered, she was glad to be safe and snug in her crib again. “Don’t call me that, sister!” she snapped, she was too tired to be angry.

“What, I think it’s a cute nickname.” Nightmare Rarity teased.

“I hate being cute! I’m not cute, I was almost the ruler of Equestria, until Mommy Luna kicked me out and let me get defeated by those poopy head elements,” Nightmare Moon complained “And now I’m suffering nightmares, instead of being responsible for giving them to ponies. It’s not fair!”

“Hey, I got my butt kicked by the elements as well, and you don’t hear me acting like a pouty pants,” Nightmare Rarity protested “Now just shut up and go back to sleep, unless you need a changie!”

“Very funny!” Nightmare Moon complained, but still instinctively checked her diaper anyhow. She was relieved to find it clean and dry. “At least I didn’t soil myself in my sleep, like my sister always does. And she calls herself the queen of fashion.” Nightmare Moon thought with a smirk.

Job by Diokno44

Sonata Dusk, reformed siren, and youngest sister to Adagio Dazzle and Aria Blaze, hummed. The Teen Baby and reformed siren skipped towards Rarity’s boutique. She wore a dark green skirt that went a bit above her knees. Underneath she wore a light blue diaper with a star pattern. She also wore a dark blue hoodie, the hood down. Beneath that, above a white shirt, lay a lime green pacifier on a cord. When she had heard one of her new friends Rarity had a small job listed for clothing fitted for Teen Babies, she had accepted in a heartbeat.

True, even with her weakened powers, she could just sing her way to free stuff, or use her natural beauty, but it never hurt to have some money tucked away. She pushed the front door open, as a chime was heard. “Rarity? I’m here for the modeling job!” She called out. Rarity’s answer came from a side room.

Sonata stepped into the side room, where she spied Rarity in a chair facing her. A rack of babyish outfits, from onesies, to sleepers, and even cute play dresses sat nearby. A stage with a trio of mirrors had been erected. “Alright darling, try each outfit one by one, please.” Rarity instructed.

Sonata nodded, stripping down to just her diaper. She stepped onto the stage, and reached for the clothing rack. One by one, she tried on each outfit, Rarity murmuring to herself all the while.

After an hour of clothes, interrupted by a few diaper changes., Sonata redressed in her usual attire. Rarity smiled, handing her fifty dollars, “Thank you Sonata, if I ever need your services again, I’ll call.”

The siren pocketed her cash, waved, and left. “Now it's time for a taco binge, then I’ll see how Aria and Dagy are doing!” She grinned, her job completed.

Zipper by Diokno44

“Come on!” Rainbow grumbled, tugging on her pants. The athlete had gotten through some solo practice in her girlfriend Fluttershy’s rather large house. She had thoroughly used her diaper a fair bit, and had gone into one of the bathrooms to change. Sadly, the zipper on her sweatpants, the only reliable way to get them off, was stuck.

“Next time, I oil this freaking zipper.” Rainbow muttered, tugged on it. Her full diaper crinkled and squished with each movement, beneath her dark blue pants. “Why did I even wear these?” She wondered aloud. The zipper seemed to budge, but it was just an illusion.

Rainbow wiped the sweat from her brow. “Alright, you’re going down zipper!” She grabbed the zipper, and began to strain. She barely noticed her releasing another warm load into her diaper. The zipper began to strain, as she grinned. The zipper rapidly slid down between her fingers. It went too fast, as it broke off from the zip. “Yes!” She mentally high fived herself, as her pants fell to her ankles. “Now, time to change.” She shimmed off her full diaper, and kicked it into the trash can. She shivered as the breeze whipped against her messy behind. Humming, the athlete began to wipe herself clean.

As Rainbow wiped herself, there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Dashie, are you done changing? I kind of need a diapee change too.” Fluttershy asked, sucking on her pacifier.

Rainbow chuckled, and opened the door.

Glasses by Diokno44

The human counterparts of the Bearers of Harmony, alongside Sunset Shimmer, stood before the statue that held the portal between the human world and Equestria. The portal shimmered, as it spat out Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, who was holding a small box in her arms. “Hey girls.” Twilight smiled, standing up on shaky legs, a distinctive crinkle emanating from beneath her purple skirt.

“Hey Twi.” They chorused. They began making their way away from the portal.

“So, what’s in the box?” Rainbow asked, as Pinkie tried to take a peek. Twilight shushed them, as they took a table outside of Sugarcube Corner.

“Well, I’ve been dabbling in enchanting objects for awhile.” Twilight smiled, pulling out a pair of black sunglasses with a gold trim. The lenses had a faint violet glow around them.

“Glasses?” Fluttershy asked, looking them over.

Twilight nodded, smiling. “Yup, they make whoever wears them see what ever they want those they stare at to wear.” She nodded.

Pinkie smiled, “Can I try?” She asked, bouncing in her seat. Twilight handed them over, as the party girl placed them on. She began looking around, noticing those that weren’t already, which meant her and her friends, were diapered around their clothes. “Wow, they really work!”

“Yup!” Twilight said. A few seconds later, a foul smell wafted to the air.

Rainbow coughed, waving a hand in front of her nose. “Alright, who laid a stink bomb in their diaper?” She looked around.

[NSFW] Sting by Eu Vou!

Sweetie Belle was writhing in agony on the examination bed. Bee stings on their own were extremely painful and their aftermath quite uncomfortable to bear, with the only satisfaction begin that the bee died in pulling that off.

However, sometimes, just sometimes, when the universe was abandoned by its good demiurge and was instead presided by its evil counterpart, the bees sting in extremely delicate areas, areas that leave the victim wishing for death, or, at least, amputation.

Sweetie Belle's stung area was one the worst.

"Please, stop fidgeting, you're going to only make it way worse than it already is!" Nurse Redheart said behind the tweezers in her mouth, with one hoof firmly held on Sweetie Belle's tummy and the other used to keep balance as she tried the arduous task.

Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle cried like a calf and tried to roll around, her tears forming pools on the floor and her lower parts grotesquely swollen up up by the bee's venom. She was crying, in random order, for Rarity, her mother, her father and her friends to come and soothe her pain in the vagina.

Nurse Redheart set the tweezers next to the stinger.

"No, the hard part," hsem uttered, as she used the unused hoof to grab the tweezers "pull that out of the way."

Ten minutes later, Nurse Redheart had managed to pull the stinger out and now she was applying some cream onto Sweetie Belle's stung area.

"Feeling a little better?" Nurse Redheart asked. Sweetie Belle, in-between the sobs,, yelped out her answer.

"Y-yes..."

"That is really good," Nurse Redheart said, as she finished to apply the cream over Sweetie Belle's folds, and as she put a patch over the entrance point of the sting. "Since I don't think that you would like to sit on that, I think I'll give you something else for the duration."

Sweetie Belle nodded. Nurse Redheart rushed to the cabinet and, once she opened it, she grabbed the diaper pack.

"This will help you." She said, opening the diaper pack, as Sweetie Belle let out a whine in protest.

Circumcision by SuperPinkbrony12

Pound Cake was not sure he understood why his daddy had brought him to this place known as the doctor’s office. Whenever he came here, it was always with his twin sister, and more often than it not it involved shots.

But as he looked around the so called “Waiting Room” he could see that something was different. Normally, the office was full of colts and fillies big and small alike, but today the only foals he could see were all like him, colts.

“Daddy, why you bring me here? I not sick.” Pound Cake asked his daddy, as he sat in his lap.

“Pound Cake, you are here because of an important tradition that has been part of your family line for generations,” Mr. Cake explained, a green diaper bag slung over his left shoulder “It’s a process called circumcision.”

“What that mean?” Pound Cake asked “That some shot, me hate shots! They hurt!”

“It’s not a shot, Pound Cake,” Mr. Cake said with a slight chuckle “It’s something very important, at least in this family. Every stallion in the Cake line has gotten it at some point.”

“Why?” Pound Cake asked nervously, a few small drops of pee leaking into his diaper due to the anxiety.

Before Mr. Cake had a chance to explain, Nurse Redheart stepped out into the waiting room and called out “Pound Cake?”

“Come on, Pound Cake! The sooner we go into one of the rooms, the sooner we get this circumcision over with.” Mr. Cake said, as he scooped Pound Cake into his arms, and followed Nurse Redheart through the door.

“But Daddy, I peed!” Pound Cake said in embarrassment “He was getting to the point where he almost never wet himself in public, and he hated how cold and clammy his diaper felt if it stayed wet for too long.

“I know, Pound Cake, I’ll change you as soon as Nurse Redheart finishes taking your vital signs.” Mr. Cake promised, as Nurse Redheart proceeded to measure Pound Cake’s height, weight, and blood pressure, as well as take his temperature.

Almost before Pound Cake knew it, the circumcision was over. The area where the procedure had been performed now felt a lot different. His daddy told him that such a thing was normal.

“Daddy, why you let that pony touch my wee-wee with that cold tool?” Pound Cake asked, trying not to cry “It not feel good.”

“I know, Pound Cake, I know. But the procedure is over, and the Cake family tradition has been continued” Mr. Cake said with a weary smile, recalling his own circumcision experience “Now, let’s put your diaper back on, and I’ll buy you some ice cream. Okay?”

“Okay.” Pound Cake nodded, hoping that his sister wouldn’t have to go through the same experience.

Tent by Diokno44

Two pairs of shoes clacked against the floors of the convention building. Lyra followed the boy into a booth. She felt her diaper squish against her rump. SHe then turned to the man who had saved her from the line of Italian hecklers. “So, who are you?” Lyra asked him. He looked vaguely familiar. She squeaked as she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her waist, shivering in delight as they squished her diaper. “Bonnie?” she asked the figure behind her.

Bon Bon smiled, her head popping out from behind her girlfriend’s head, “Yeah.” She nodded at the man. “Ly-Ly, I’d like you to meet my cousin, Lode Star.” Lode nodded, as he set up the changing mat. Lyra laid down with a squish onto the changing mat. Lode smiled, and left the tent, the flap fluttering for a few seconds.

Getting on her knees, Bon Bon began to open Lyra’s diaper....

Fall by anon

Apple Bloom was giving a massage to her sore rump with her left hoof. Applejack's spanks were legendarily devastating, as Apple Bloom could personally tell.

"Now you'll come with me," Applejack said, grabbing Apple Bloom's free hoof "And you'll tell to your cousin that she has to be potty trained, like it or not!"

Apple Bloom just let applejack drag her along to her fall in her cousin's eyes and utter embarrassment in front of part of her extended family. She was dragged along the long corridor down the stairs, bumping her painful butt against the steps often, making her hiss and yelp loudly in pain. Then Applejack finally finished to drag Apple Bloom violently down the stairs, turnign on the right to reach the living room.

Apple Bloom could see Peach Cobbler with her face, red of anger, wrinkled on a pouty frown, her eyes filled with tears, sitting on the floor in a small puddle of pee. The training potty overthrown on the side, with its contents spilt nearby, with a messy and wet pull-up not too far away.

"Peach Cobbler, your cousin Apple Bloom has to tell you something very important," Applejack said, as she released her sister from her grip. Peach Cobbler shot her eyes up, looking at Apple Bloom with demanding eyes of rage.

Apple Bloom let out a groan, hitting the floor with her chin. she then got up and rubbed the hit spit with her right hoof with a sigh. It was the end of her liking and the fall of her cousin's respect....

Or was it?

Apple Bloom had an idea, for fall in a blaze of glory and contradict her sister right in her little cousin's eyes.

"Yes, I have something to tell you, Peachy," apple Bloom said, as a smirk grew on her face, glancing at Applejack, before going back to look at Peach Cobbler. "that your bigger cousin AJ, and your parents, don't want me to be happy with myself and they don't want for oyu to make decisions."

Applejack gritted her teeth and changed immediately. Apple Bloom jumped aside, making Applejack slap Peach Cobbler in the face violently, in turn making the younger filly start to cry. Apple Bloom then ran out of the house chuckling, while applejack stopped to tend at Peach Cobbler.

Jar by anon

Mrs. Cake was not happy with Pinkie Pie right now, not in the slightest.

"Pinkie Diane Pie, you have a lot of things to explain to me right now!" She roared, as she slammed Pinkie Pie's bedroom open, revealing Pinkie Pie laying in bed napping and wearing a pull-up as countermeasure to her abouts of loss of control. At least, Pinkie was napping, as she had jumped as high as the ceiling and she was slowly landing onto the floor like somepony going down with a parachute.

"W-what is it, Mrs. Cake?" Pinkie asked, as she touched the ground, her mane slightly deflated. "Did I mess up that cake order for the Duke of Hannhooves?"

"No, Pinkie, it's something else completely," Mrs. Cake said sternly, as she walked up to Pinkie, who was begin as still as an ice statue. "Pumpkin Cake has just started to swear quite profusely. When I asked her who told her, she told me that you taught her."

A loud hiss came from Pinkie Pie, as she bit her lower lip in blatant terror of punishment.

"Pinkie, I want you to know: why did you tell them?"

"I-I thought that it was a good idea. I mean, they asked me what's the name of their bits and I thought that tell them was better than not tell them..." Pinkie Pie said, before descending into nonsensical blabber and wild gestures, which however did nothing to sooth Mrs. Cake.

"Pinkie, that's not a good idea. They have no idea if a word is to be said in polite company or not. And, since I don't have the power to erase those words from their memory, I think I will set up a swear jar." Mrs. Cake said "In addition with you teaching them to not repeat those words."

Pinkie Pie slowly stopped to flail for tilt her head in confusion.

"A swear jar? But they don't even have money! How that would work?" She asked. Mrs. Cake put her hoof right in front of Pinkie's face.

"Use candies and pacifiers as money equivalent for them." She simply said, as she then left the room. "That's all, Pinkie Pie."

Pinkie Pie sighed and pulled off her pull-up. Getting Pound to give up his pacifier whenever he mentioned his pensi wasn’t goign to be an easy task at all.

But, Pinkie guessed, that’s the additional price for her mistake.

[NSFW] Whistle by Eu Vou!

If Nightmare Moon had just had the slightest shred of sense of humor, she would've felt the oddness and absurdity of the situation, and laugh at it.

Instead, she was thrashing around, her voice muffled by the pacifier gag strapped right into her mouth, her front hooves stuck in a crossed position no thanks to a golden straightjacket with gems as buttons, her hind ones covered in silky purple socks and her lower parts snugly covered by a ludicrously thick banana yellow diaper with Celestia's cutie mark emblazoned on its front, and a vibrator's remobe strapped to her left leg, with the fun end going under the diaper's poof and deeply into her most prized possession, vibrating quite strongly in a way that aroused Nightmare Moon. On top of that, her sister Princess Celestia had locked her right into the Moon and she had cast a spell that forced Nightmare Moon to be stuck in her current position- namely, on her back- onto the Moon's walls, and her moans and groans were coming out of her celestial prison as strong train whistles.

Nightmare Moon moaned, as she felt the need to release herself with all her might. But the vibrator was in such a position that didn't allow her to come, which frustrated and aroused her even further still, to the point that the whistles contributed to her constantly forbidden climax by starting to vibrate in the same way as an attractive stallion whispering dirty talk in her ear did.

Only four hours had passed, since she had been stuck in such a position. One thousand years were an incomprehensible length of time to her pleasure-filled mind or hers...

Seat by SuperPinkbrony12

“Thank you, Dashie,” Fluttershy said, kissing her girlfriend on the cheek “You have no idea how badly I need to change right now.”

“Hey, when you gotta go, you gotta go,” Rainbow Dash replied, and turned her attention back to wiping herself clean, and changing into a fresh diaper “I’ll be done in a second if you need my help.”

“Oh, that’s alright, Dashie,” Fluttershy insisted “I can change myself. I’m not the baby this time.”

“Well, just have a seat and help yourself to the changing supplies.” Rainbow Dash said, as she finished wiping herself, and began to sprinkle some powder on her nether regions. The young athlete could well remember that dreadful diaper rash she had obtained when she forgot to include the baby powder.

While Rainbow Dash powdered herself, Fluttershy took off her skirt, revealing nothing but a heavily used diaper. While still sucking on her pacifier, she walked over to the toilet, and after carefully putting the seat down, sat on it.

Once Rainbow Dash had finished changing herself, she tossed the wipes, powder, and pack of diapers to Fluttershy, while she washed her hands in the bathroom sink.

Rising from the toilet seat (and still sucking on her pacifier to help her calm down), Fluttershy slowly and reluctantly tugged at her diaper’s tapes, letting it fall to her ankles. Without bothering to look at it, Fluttershy picked up the diaper, and tossed it into the trash can.

“Time to change,” she thought to herself, as she grabbed the wet wipes “I’d better be quick, so I don’t get a diaper rash. Next time, I use the training potty.” And the shy teenager set to work on cleaning herself up.

This was perhaps one of the only downsides to being a diaper wearer like her girlfriend. She could still remember how much courage it had taken for Rainbow Dash to confess to Fluttershy about her love for diapers. And the fact that she tended to use them quite often when training.

Devil by SuperPinkbrony12

Sonata Dusk shivered, as she waited in nothing but a towel and a diaper for Aria Blaze and Adagio Dazzle to finish cleaning the bathtub.

As she did so, the sick teen baby could overhear her fellow sirens arguing about who’s fault it was for Sonata’s current condition.

“First, you let her binge on tacos to her heart’s content, and she gets locked in the fridge at school,” Aria shouted to Adagio “And then you not only come home without any medicine, but also leave her in the tub until she has an accident. Are you trying to give her an infection?!”

“Don’t lecture me about irresponsibility, I’m the one who has to provide for all of us!” Adagio snapped back “While I’m out making some honest pay, you’re still trying to become a singer without our pendants to aid you. And the little money you do make, you waste on stuff like diapers for Sonata!”

“Considering what she did in the tub, she may very well need them!” Aria complained “Better for her to have an accident in a diaper, instead of on the floor or in the tub. In case you haven’t heard, it’s the cold and flu season, and I think Sonata caught that devil of a bug that’s been going around that high school!”

“You’re just trying to make me look bad,” Adagio complained “There should be no reason why she can’t control her bodily functions. The only reason I even let her indulge in this teen baby stuff, is because she wouldn’t stop nagging me about it, and I couldn’t take it anymore. She’s not a baby who can’t control herself!”

“Just look at what she’s been suffering from since we got her out of that fridge!” Aria said angrily “First, she was so cold and stiff that she could barely move five steps without tripping or falling! Then she complained of a headache and chest pains! And she’s been having far more accidents than she’s ever been having before! If that isn’t a sign of how sick she is, I don’t know what is!”

Sonata waited impatiently outside the bathroom for Aria and Adagio to prepare a new bath for her. At this point, the sickly siren/teen baby wanted nothing more than to take a relaxing hot bath, take some of her favorite cherry flavored medicine, and curl up in bed with her special blanket that Rarity had made for her.

Not to mention, she had already wet the diaper Aria had put her in. She had barely even felt the urge to pee, until it was too late. And by now, her diaper was starting to feel cold and clammy, which only increased her suffering.

“This flu bug’s a real devil alright,” she thought to herself “Maybe I should just call one of my friends to come over and take care me? It can’t be any worse than the care I get with Adagio and Aria fighting all the time.”

[NSFW] Pressure by anon

Pipsqueak was brought by the cradling arms into a pink, candy land-themed nursery, and dropped off into a crib with pink covers and light blue bars. As soon as he was set down on the mattress, he sat down, staring at himself, blushing both due to his current girly outfit and due to the rod stuck up his tight butthole going a little forward into him.

As this happened, he felt pressure build up in his lower body, but he shrugged it off.

"I'll pee myself later," he said to himself, as he then tried to climb out of the crib to reach the many toy chests spread all around the room.

As he played with dolls, built several constructions and dressed up many dolls, Pipsqueak felt the pressure in his lower body get increasingly stronger. Oddly enough, he also felt that said pressure was a nice feeling, like a caress all over his belly or a rub behind his ears.

He moaned, as he stopped playing to enjoy this feeling.

"What is this wondrous feeling? Oh, what is it?" He asked himself, as he started to fidget and moan more loudly than before. "Oh Celestia, somepony has to tell me what is this right now!"

Pressure grew stronger and stronger. SOmething pleasant numbed off Pipsqueak's mind, making him drool and recline his eyes backwards.

Then, shortly after, he felt something strongly begin shot out of his penis into the diaper's padding, before turning into a barrage of pleasure and liquids that Pipsqueak enjoyed 'till its end, at which point he looked down at his diaper.

It had swollen-up greatly, and it had taken a gray-ish coloration, much like whale oil or gravy sauce. He also felt somewhat tired.

Yawning, Pipsqueak closed his eyes and laid down on the padded floor of the nursery.

Coffee by Diokno44

A silence fell over the courtyard of Canterlot High School. Sunny Flare gulped, staring at the powder blue fist in mere inches from connecting to her face. While Trixie might not be the most physically strong girl in Canterlot High, it would still sting. Sunny could feel a damp path on her skirt, and shivered.

Principal Luna, her face showing one who had only a few hours of sleep, her hair hastily combed, and a steaming cup of coffee in her hand. “Trixie Lulamoon, set her down this instant. Sunny Flare, Sour, I’ve spoken with the now acting Principal Cadence, and you are to delete that video immediately.” She sipped her coffee, and exhaled, her breath a mist. “All three of you are to report to my daycare, where your punishment will be. Sunset, Pinkie, you’re welcome to help, as usual.” A small smiled blossomed on her face. Trixie dropped Sunny into a puddle of her own urine. Trixie grumbled, and turned away, following her friends and Principal Luna. Sunny and Sour followed close behind, Sunny waddling slightly, leaving a trail of droplets behind in her wake.

Sunset was dressed in her usual diaper beneath her sweat pants, dressed in a dark blue shirt, Pinkie was hopping slightly in a cute pink onesie, her own diaper crinkling. Sunny grumbled, as her wet underwear was tossed in the laundry bin. Sour was already diapered. Trixie wore her star-patterned midnight blue oneside, rubbing her sore rump beneath her onesie and diaper. A few of the students from Crystal Prep and Canterlot High who were teen babies played around them. Sour and Sunny joined her, their bottoms reddened, and dressed in only their school tops, and thick diapers. Principal Luna washed her hands, and her now empty coffee mug  in the sink, and came over.

Sunset and Pinkie excused themselves, playing with some of the others, Sunset with Sci-Twilight, and Pinkie with Sonata. The remaining three gulped at the stern glare Luna held. “For your actions today, Trixie, you shall washing all the cloth diapers, with no snack and early naptime.” Trixie pouted, and went to go do her assigned task, waddiling. Luna then turned to the Crystal Prep students, who were lucky there were diapered.

“You two shall be cleaning out the training potties, by hand, refill the coffee machine.” Both of their eyes widened, their skin paling. Luna grinned, “Oh, and....” The two gulped at what stipulation the Vice-Principal of Canterlot High School would add.

“Today Spicy Taco Tuesday.”

[NSFW] Teddy by Eu Vou!

Pipsqueak, after coming in his diaper, wobbled his way towards the changing table, humming a little song as he did so.

"I'm a sissy faggot, I'm a sissy little faggot and no-one can stop me!"

As he chanted so, he arrived at the changing table, then he climbed onto it, laying on his back, waiting for the arms to come down, untape his diaper, clean up after his "happy accident" and treat him like a little filly for a little longer.

He hopped on the comfy padded surface of the changing table, then he shifted around to take a more comfortable position and then he finally rested his head onto the surface. A few arms came down, holding up a pink teddy bear that they then gave to him, before they proceeded to untape his diaper...

Pipsqueak was quickly woke up from his dream by her mother's voice yelling "Pipsqueak, wake up, it's time for you to have breakfast!"

He jumped several meters high in the air, throwing his teddy bear off the bed onto the wooden floor nearby.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Pipsqueak shouted, as he then jumped off the bed and quickly pulled off his bedwetting pull-up, which he noticed it was wet, but not by urine...

"Ugh. I had a wet dream!" Pipsqueak said, as he tried to buck it away on the opposite side of the room."Mom is gonna kill me really quickly once she finds out!"

However, his rear legs were not strong enough, which made the padded garment fly in a short parable, landing next to Pipsqueak's wardrobe with a loud squish and several drop of Pipsqueak's sperm flying all over the place. Pipsqueak rushed towards it, taking it in his mouth and throwing it out of the window, just as his mother walked in.

"What are you doing, Pip?!" She shouted. "Are you trying to deceive me or something?"

Sombra by Eu Vou!

King Sombra was pretty sure that his dark patron goddess wasn't very happy with him, for reasons he couldn't understand. That, or he simply had to learn to delegate things to servants, instead of begin the truly absolute despotic rulers he wanted to be.

"I mean, if He was happy with me," Sombra muttered, as he unpinned the diaper of a physically regressed Princess Luna. "He would've told me to commit infanticide, or at least make the regressed Princesses less bothersome as tots."

Princess Celestia, for her part, kicked her hooves in the air, squealing and giggling, before peeing once more on her opened-up used diaper. Meanwhile, Princess Luna and Princess Cadance were taking a nap in a nearby crib, with Princess Twilight sent to Sombra's minions for "major biological restructuration," in the attempt to make taking care of her easier.

King sombra sighed.

"You couldn't wait some more, could you?" He muttered, as he slowly slid away the used diaper and threw it in the dirty laundry pile nearby, which, by that point, was close to touch the ceiling.

"I regret having sold one quarter of my liver for house these brats," King sombra said, as he took a pink cloth diaper from underneath the changing table and quickly pinned it under the butt of a giggling Celestia. Sombra then smacked her across her tiny face, which made her cry out extremely loudly.

King Sombra sighed of both relief and despair.

"Cries of pain and discomfort are a lot better when they're unusual... but at least she isn't laughing at me." He said to himself, as he lifted Princess Celestia up with his magic and brought her in the other room, so that he could put her to sleep without waking Luna and Cadence.

Silk by SuperPinkbrony12

“Well now, since you’ve been a good little foal, I think you deserve a treat,” Rarity smiled at her foalified friend “How would you like your own pair of little silk pajamas to wear? It can get pretty cold at night, and I refuse to let a cute baby pony like yourself shiver herself to sleep.”

“Rarity, how can you take advantage of me the way you do?!” Fluttershy complained “I’m stuck like this until that doctor can figure out what he gave me, and you want to keep me small so you can use me as a model?! I thought we were friends!”

“We are, darling,” Rarity said with a smile “I promised I’d adopt you.”

“But only so you can keep using me as a model!” Fluttershy protested “To me, I’m just your little fashion victim that you can dress up like a doll whenever you want!”

Rarity was silent for a moment, then she threw back her head and laughed “Why, darling, you must know I was joking. Even if you are the most adorable little thing ever I could never let you stay like this forever. Even if I wanted to, our friends would make me change you back.”

“But you said-” Fluttershy began.

“I did, but I was not being sincere, it was a joke,” Rarity explained “I would often say to Sweetie Belle when she was a little filly that I refused to let her grow up, and that I wanted her to stay small forever. I knew there was no way I could actually do that, nopony can stay young forever. I apologize if this dressmaking is putting a lot of stress on you, but it’s so hard to design accurate clothing for foals without a model, and Mr. and Mrs. Cake aren’t too keen on letting me borrow the twins. Especially now that they’re starting to outgrow their diapers.”

“Well, I actually wouldn’t mind being adopted by you, if I didn’t already have a loving family of my own,” Fluttershy said to Rarity “Even if the circumstances aren’t what I’d like them to be, I’m glad I have a friend like you to take care of me until I get back to being myself.”

“Oh, Fluttershy, you truly are the embodiment of kindness,” Rarity smiled, and picked up her dress making supplies “Now, why don’t we discuss those silk pajamas I promised you? I already know they’ll need a hatch for diaper changes, but what other sort of ‘specifications’ would you like me to add?”

Tape by anon

Applejack sighed. She knew that her sister's passion in wearing already-used diapers and rare pork meat combined together was going to end like that, but she wanted Apple Bloom to learn a lesson in hygiene.

Apple Bloom wasn't taking it well, however.

"What do you mean, I have worms longer than me inside my bowels? But how?" Apple Bloom, still in her patient gown, wondered. The doctor turned towards Apple Bloom with a phial containing a long white string-like animal.

"This," he said seriously, as he forced eye contact with Apple Bloom. "Is a tapeworm. Its eggs live into raw animal meat, and they spread through contact with the host's faeces. They live in the intestines, feeding off the host's nutrients going through."

"But how did I get that then?" apple Bloom asked annoyed. "I never ate poop, so why I have them?"

"Because you ate raw pork meat containing its eggs," he repeated. "And, considered what your sister has told me, it may also be because one of your buddies had them and just happened to poop out the worm inside the diaper they gave to you afterwards."

Applejack bit her lip and glared at the doctor, trying to scold him for his bluntness, while apple Bloom did the same to Applejack.

"Why AJ? Why did you do that?" Apple Bloom shouted, grabbing her sister's jeans. "Why?"

"Because it was necessary Apple Bloom," Applejack said, before looking right in the doctor's eyes. "He was not supposed to reveal that to you."

The doctor shrugged and walked away.

"I thought she was fine with it, so I figured I might as well..." the doctor said. "Going to prescribe some Praziquantel for this."

Killjoy by SuperPinkbrony12

Silver Spoon jumped in surprise, she had a bad feeling about who was on the other side of the door.

Sure enough, the door burst open a few seconds later, and an angry Pipsqueak stormed into the room. He was red in the face, and several of his blood vessels looked like they were going to burst.

Before Silver Spoon had much of a chance to react, Pipsqueak stormed up to her and grabbed her by the neck. “You’ve got some nerve doing all of this to me and my precious little princess! Livestreaming my loo training on the web, how could you stoop so low?!”

“Oh shut up, you killjoy!” Silver Spoon complained “It’s not my fault if you can’t handle a little embarrassment. I didn’t have to agree to help you, I could’ve just let you stay in those slip savers forever.”

“But if you really wanted to help me, then why did you trick me and attempt to publicly humiliate me on YouTube?!” Pipsqueak growled furiously, raising a fist to Silver Spoon’s head.

“It was so you’d know your place!” Silver Spoon smirked fiendishly “You were in my house, and living in my nursery, it was only natural you be reminded of who was in charge. Your girlfriend Sweetie Belle certainly didn’t have a problem co-operating. And don’t forget, I washed your boxers. Was it really so wrong for me to get something in return for all the favors I did for you? So what if a few people saw you, I can’t be responsible for who views my videos!”

“But you knew, and you tricked me into trying to go along with it! And I am NOT a killjoy!” Pipsqueak growled angrily “Now, tell us how to get out of here, or I’ll tear this place apart until I’ve found an exit!”

“Do you really wanna know that badly?” Silver Spoon asked “Because if I tell you, you’re not getting anymore help with your training from me. You’ll have to loo train on your own, unless you think Sweetie Belle would be willing to help.”

“If it means I’m far away from you, I don’t care!” Pipsqueak replied “Now, tell me where the exit is! And don’t even think about trying to trick me again, or I’ll make you regret in an instant!”

“Well, alright, but it’s your loss,” Silver Spoon taunted “I hope those slip saves are comfortable.”

Enema by Diokno44

“Hrnk.” Principal Luna groaned, curling up in her crib. The Vice Principal of Canterlot High was dressed in her usual star patterned, dark blue sleeper. Her diaper let out muffled crinkles beneath the fabric. “Curse you Chef P’s.” She muttered, feeling like her stomach was like a rock. Luna, to celebrate her sister, Celestia’s birthday, had taken them out to the local Neighnese restaurant. Unfortunately, as she would later find out, eating over half the buffet did not agree with her stomach. There was a serious case of indigestion, the Adult Baby found herself constipated.

Celestia came in, holding a small rubber, ball like object with a nozzle. “Hey sis, I’m back from the pharmacy.” She smiled, now dressed in only a loose, dark green t-shirt with a sun symbol on the chest area. “They recommended an enema.”

Luna smiled, as she let out some gas. “Thanks....Onii-chan” She giggled slightly. She shimmied closer, and opened the hatch on her sleeper. It was widely known to the school that Luna was quite the avid gamer. What wasn’t known to many, outside of Sunset and her friends, Trixie and the reformed Dazzlings included, was Principal Celestia was a HUGE Otaku. She shivered as her diaper was lowered slightly, and the nippy autumn air blew past her rump.

“No problem Mara Croft.” She teased back. She gently inserted the enema nozzle into Luna’s rear, causing her sister to squirm slightly at the intrusion. The water flowed into her colon. Celestia tossed the enema away, and pulled Luna’s mint green diaper back up. “All done sis.”

Luna nodded, “Thanks sis.” She said, as her stomach gurgled. “Sorry about the smell.” She asked, as she began to unload into her diaper.

Celestia rolled her eyes, and began to grab the changing supplies.

Turtle by Jaguar_Warrior

Turtle by Jaguar_Warrior

“Here’s the fact as I understand them,” Rarity said, strong disbelief in her voice and her face scrunched up by the smell in the room. “You have met in Tree Hugger’s house, covered from mane to tail in drug packages and weed. Then, you have let Tree Hugger feed those drugs to four turtles, smoking some opium while you waited for them to digest the drugs. Afterwards Tree Hugger gave you a lighter and a turtle and just told you to… smoke it?”

“Yeah. She said that’s how those priests at Ahuizotl’s service managed to have visions of past, present and future…” Rainbow Dash said, now reduced to an helpless foal in a very used diaper, blushing and smiling sheepishly as she did do. “And I kinda wanted to see who’s gonna win the hoofball championship this year…”

Rarity sighed and lifted Rainbow up by the scruff with her magic. “I take that you do not usually read newspapers, as it has been proven that technically bribing the referee is legal and that it just happens that only four teams can really afford to do that constantly.”

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.

“That’s a stereotype, Rares.” Rainbow Dash said, as she was brought out of Tree Hugger’s boyfriend house, Bushfucker- stepping over his back and barely awaking him from his drugged and drunken stupor- and out in the streets.

“Just like the matter of smoking drugs for having prophetic hallucinations.” Rarity said, clicking her tongue. “Pretty sure that turtle smoking was a ritual to try to reverse the effects of age and deadly plagues in ancient times in Atl-Atlazan, Pacalia and Mexicolt.”

Blueblood by anon

"Alright... Hycartes Street  number 77," Rarity muttered as she read off the letter she had received some time ago, before lifting her head up, seeing a yellow and red rococo-styled palace in front of her. The number 77 was engraved onto the bronze door, and a giant doorknocker was hanging insdie a bronze lion's jaw.

"Yes, this msut be the place," rarity said to herself, as she used her magic to knock on the door with the doorknocker, which produced a rather loud clancking sound.

"Who's there?" A croaking feamle vocie said.

"Rarity, I have received a latter asking me to come over here," Rarity stated, as she tried to slip the letter udner the bronze door. "I will try to slip the letter under the door, is that okay?"

"Oh! That won't be necessary at all!" The mare behind the door said, just as the door started to loudly squeak and open inwards. "Come in, my employer is waiting just for you!"

Rarity nodded, as she slowly walked inside the building, revealing a very dark entrance that did not allow Rarity to see anything.

"Um... would itb e possible to light something up?" Rarity said "It is really dark in here..."

There was silence.

"Ma'am?"

Then, all of the sudden, there was a whoosing sound, and, shortly after, a sharp pain in Rarity's neck, one that caused her to collapse and close her eyes...

Rarity was woke up by the sound of paper crinkling and of snap-ons begin closed close to her. She groggily batted her eyes and rubbed her eyes with both her hooves.

"What happened?" she groaned.

"Oh, it is simple, my dear," a familiar male voice said, one that caused Rarity to shiver. "You are in one of my many houses, and you are going to serve me as my... 'training foal,' if you catch my meaning."

"B-Blueblood?" Rarity ssaid. "W-why am I in one of your houses? And what do you mean by 'training foal'?"

"Look down at yourself and behold."

Rarity slowly lifted her head and looked down at herself. She saw that she was wearing a red romper, with an overly-thick movement-impairing diaper underneath it. She let out a shrill scream at such a sight implying several nasty things, while Blueblood, still out of her viewing range, started to chuckle.

"If foals are this loud and whiny," He said, as he walked in, dressed in a light blue apron and a red slouch hat, carryign a baby bottle full of water in his magic grasp. "Then I love this already!"

Prosecute by Diokno44

It had all come down to this. Rainbow Dash had not only filed a lawsuit against Cinch for the mind shatteringly messed up things she did to Rainbow’s psyche, but got her in court. Alongside that, her former students at Crystal Prep had brought forth charges of forcibly mandating a militaristic curriculum and uniform without the consent of the school board.

Murmurs rang around the court room, number four. Cinch, dressed in her ruffled clothes, stood at the prosecutor's stand, next to her lawyer, a distant cousin, Atticus Cinch. Across from them, were Rainbow, dressed in her clothes, alongside a diaper beneath, which she had come to oddly enjoy. Beside the blue skinned girl was a sharply dressed man with somewhat spiky hair and in a dapper blue suit.

¨All rise for the honorable Judge McBeard.¨ The baliff said. The judge, with his impressive beard dangiling from his chin, took his spot. The judge nodded to Defense Attorney Wright with a nod. ¨The prosecution of Abbacus Cinch will now begin.¨

Both sides nodded, as both gave their games. Wright brought out both the testimonies of Rainbow, given after a polygraph test, as well as those of Cinch’s former students.  Atticus, while quite a respected prosecutor, was not match for Wright’s sheer tenacity, and sheer luck. Well, and his intelligence of course. In the end, Cinch had been prosecuted with several counts of child abuse, abuse of power, spending school funds, erecting an unlawful curriculum outside of a military school, blackmail, extortion, psychological harm to several minors, and eating the judge’s fillysteak sandwich when they were in middle school. Cinch was prosecuted, and sentenced to a minimum of six years in jail, with a chance for parol.

Rainbow high fived Phoenix, her diaper crinkiling. She and her friends cheered her return. Alongside them at the party were the Teen Babies of both Crystal Prep and Canterlot High. She was mentally recovering, with aid from her friends, and Dean Cadence, who was a former nurse and psychiatrist. She was more or less incontinent, but at least she wasn’t the only one in diapers.

The Cinch-Prosecution-Party was just beginning, as there was knock at the door...

Hose by anon

Twilight sighed.

"So, let's see..." she muttered, as she followed the words written on the book with her paws. "According to this, if I were to make a brew composed by goat dung, ashes, stallion's sperm, colt's pee and peacock's blood, and if I were to pump it up my rect, that should make the curse go away in a couple of hours."

She turned around, where she saw the fifteen used wet cloth diapers she had set inside a distiller whose phials were already full of the yellow liquid, a bowl full of a mxiture of ashes and goat's dung, and the mixture of sperm and blood. There was also a green rolled-up garden hose and a speculum, in case her butthole was too small to fit the hose in.

"Alright, I have got everything," she said, as she slowly and awkarldy turned around, grabbing the bowl full of blood and sperm and pouring it into the one full of ashes and dung. "Now, if I were to find Spike to mix this up a little bit, as well as set inside the sacrificial tea brewer..."

Spike grinned nervously, as he slowly spread Twilight's legs apart to reveal her chocolate starfish, while he hold onto the hose and the pump that was going to bring in the mixture.

"Mmm... Twilight, you sure oyu wanna go throught with this?" He asked, unusrely poking Twilight's asshole with the hose. "I mean, it's..."

"Yes, Spike, I really want to try. This form is just too uncomfortable to be in," she said, before letting out a hiss, as her butt was penetrated by the hose.

Spike then slowly and reluctanctly walked away t flip the pump on, which started to work with a slow hum.

"Let's pray it actually works..." Spike said, somewhat gagging at the thught of mixing up that mush all over again.

"So, I'm now incontinent because I ruptured my perineum and blind itnestine. But, eh, at least I'm a pony again."