[C] Dreams of White Padding

by scribe-feather

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Twilight Sparkle, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character
Length: 13934

Luna ventures into Celestia's dreams in hopes to wake her sister up from a mysteriously deep slumber (ABDL Themed)

Weeks have passed and Celestia still hasn't awoken from her long slumber. With Twilight standing guard, Luna ventures deep into her sister's dreamscape in hopes that she can find a way to wake her up.

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(Do not continue reading if you do not approve of diaper usage, mental regression, or adult baby themes. If you do not like it or are under legal age, please do not keep reading.)

Published 2015-09-23 04:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-17 19:33:46 UTC

Chapter One: One Sleepful Night

Author's Note

DISCLAIMER: Make no mistake here. This is fetish material about cartoon ponies. Do not continue reading if you do not approve of diaper usage, mental regression, or adult baby themes. If you do not like it or are under legal age, please do not keep reading.

Please do not redistribute, alter, repost this story or anything else I write on this site or some place else without my permission.

This Story Contains:
Adult Baby Themes (Heavy)
Diapers (Heavy)
Dreamwalking (Heavy)
Diaper Usage - Mess (Medium)
Diaper Usage - Wet (Medium)
Watersports (Medium)
Regression - Mental (Light)

Chapter One: One Sleepful Night

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter One: One Sleepful Night
By Scribe Feather

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High up in the tall towers of Canterlot Castle paced the worried Princess Luna. The tall walls of the empty hallway echoed her hoofsteps as she paced from one end to the other. All was eerily silent on this cool winter day, more then usual.

A worried thought repeated over and over in the princess’s mind. A heavy pit of guilt weighed her chest down as woe and uncertainty ran rampant in her mind.

Breaking through the heavy silence in the halls came the sound of a pair of heavy, wooden doors being opened from the outside. In peeked the head of Princess Twilight, beloved friend and faithful student of Princess Celestia.

“Princess Luna,” the purple alicorn exclaimed as she dashed down the long hall to meet with the princess of the night. “I came as soon as I could.”

“Well met, young Twilight,” the troubled Luna answered back.

“What’s happened? Your letter sounded urgent.”

"It's about my sister. Celestia has fallen under a terrible illness."

“Oh no,” Twilight gasped, truly concerned for her old mentor’s wellbeing. “What happened?”

Luna let out a heavy, troubled sigh. “Perhaps it’s better if I show you.”

Princess Luna led the other pony down another hall, entering through a door on the left. The doorway opened up to a royal bedroom, more accurately Princess Celestia’s bedroom. The room was illuminated by the flickering light of a fireplace hugging the far wall. Shadows danced against the rounded walls and starry tapestries that hung around the room. In the center of it all sat a large circular bed, dressed in purple blankets and round gold pillows. Inside the bed rested Celestia herself, unmoving and deeply asleep.

“She has been this way for weeks now,” Luna started as the two walked up alongside the regal bed. “I had planned to wake her up by finding her projection in the dream...” Her words trailed off as weeks of failed attempts at waking her beloved sister came flashing back. “But this...sleep. It’s something unnatural. I dare not attempt pursuing her dream self without somepony here to stand guard.”

“Stand guard?”

"While I'm gone, I'm going to need you to stay here and keep watch. There’s no telling what I might find once I enter Celestia’s dreamscape." Luna looked at her sister’s near lifeless body and then to the young Twilight. “Can I trust you with this task?”

Twilight responded with a firm nod. “I’ll do it.”

With task at hand, the two ponies moved to Luna’s bedroom where a base of operations was established. Luna made herself comfortable in her own bed, unsure how long she would be under while on her quest to save her sister.

“And one last thing, young Twilight,” Luna started, “once I’m under, do not attempt to wake Celestia. What I’m about to attempt is some deep dream magic. If she is woken up prematurely while I’m in her dreamscape, it might be detrimental to the both of us.”

Twilight nodded, “I understand.”

Luna nodded back before her horn began to glow a deep blue. The aura grew in brightness, slowly growing in size and intensity. In a matter of moments the spell took hold, encompassing Luna in a faint blue aura before long the princess began drifted off to a deep sleep.

Chapter Two: The Nursery

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Chapter Three: Trial Run

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Three: Trial Run
By Scribe Feather

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In the dream, time moved at an unnatural pace. The next day came in a blink of an eye, almost as if they were merely scenes in a movie that were switched between. Before she knew it, Luna was walking towards the nursery, ready to spend time with her sister.

Luna couldn’t get rid of a knot that tugged at her gut. Tangled up nerves coiled in her chest as the princess worried about this plan of Phosphor’s. It appeared to be her best bet to wake her sister up and a lot was at stake. She worried about the unknown factors that could go wrong.

Regardless of her worries, Luna pulled herself into the nursery with only a thick reading book to accompany her. A pull-up waited for her on the changing table when she arrived. The garment’s design was noticeably more “grown up” then Celestia’s thick diapers, but in no way were they something that any foal above the age of four would wear. Little flowers dotted the light pink garment, designed to fade when wet.

With a deep sigh, she began pulling the padded garment up between her legs. Her forehooves shivered as she slowly slipped on the embarrassing garment. It wasn’t until the end of the embarrassing task that Luna noticed Celestia staring at her with wide, curious eyes.

“Erm, I-I’m just putting on my pull-up for the day. I’m learning how to use the potty too,” Luna nervously explained, but every word seemed to fly right over Celestia’s head. The white alicorn just blinked, making Luna realize how silly explaining herself was.

With pink blush filling her cheeks, Luna slipped down to the ground, close to Celestia and the various toys that her foal sister happily played with. She busied herself with reading a book, having no interest in playing with the childishly colored toys that laid scattered across the floor.

Celestia would frequently crawl over to her sister, holding up toys or dolls as if asking her to play along, but Luna politely declined. She probably used a lot more words than actually necessary to turn down the offer, but Luna continued to sit there awkwardly in the middle of the foalish room.

Almost as if answering her prayers, Phosphor entered the room. “Potty break,” the pink unicorn called out. “Luna? Would you like to be the first one on the potty? Show Tia how to use it like a big girl?”

“Yes Miss Phosphor,” Luna answered, walking over to the training potty. Phosphor helped her slip her dry pair of pull-ups down to her ankles before she sat herself on the cool plastic training potty.

Luna sat there awkwardly as both Phosphor and the curious Celestia watched her. She knew she had to use the training potty at least a little to be convincing to Celestia and figured Phosphor wouldn’t let her off until she did. So with a nervous bladder, she tried to focus on the task at hand. She quickly found the idea of peeing into the plastic potty to be more difficult than she thought.

The thought of going to the bathroom in front of ponies she knew made Luna’s bladder shy and disobedient. She struggled with letting even a little bit of urine out as she sat on the cold training potty. She felt so little sitting there with Phosphor watching so intently, the only thing she could do was close her eyes and block out everything except for her full bladder.

Finally all her effort was rewarded with a tiny spurt of urine that loudly dribbled into the plastic container.

“Good girl!” Phosphor exclaimed, “using the potty like a big girl!”

Luna blushed at the praise, actually finding a bit of pride swell up in her. Without saying a word, she pulled herself up from the potty, pulling up her pull-up and bashfully scurrying away from the infantile object.

“Tia, do you wanna try?” Phosphor asked. Celestia shook her head. “Are you sure, sweetie? Don’t you need to go?” Again, Celestia shook her head. Phosphor let out a sigh, “well alright. I’ll come in later when it’s time to try again.”

And with that Phosphor left the two alone once again. Luna returned to her reading and Celestia continued playing for the remainder of their time together. During this time multiple potty breaks were made, each one a repeat of the last. Luna would use the training potty like a big girl, forcing out a little stream before being praised for her success. Celestia would refuse to go each time, often leading to a soaked diaper that needed changing.

Soon Luna’s two hours were up and she no longer had to embarrass herself by wearing a pull up. Phosphor saw her off, thanking her for her services and helping her dispose of the bone dry pull-up. With that ordeal over with, Luna went on her way, continuing her daily routine as she did in the real world.

For one fleeting moment, she remained curious about how the pull up felt and how it might have felt if she refused to use the training potty in the first place. But that thought quickly disappeared when more pressing matters came to her attention.

Chapter Four: Time Together

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Four: Time Together
By Scribe Feather

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The next day came and Luna found herself slipping on another dry pull-up. It was only the second day of her and Phosphor’s plan, but she already felt she was slipping into a ritual. She knew progress would need to be slow so that they didn't sour Celestia’s opinion about potty training, something she had to tell herself every time the thought came up.

This time around Phosphor encouraged her to actually play with Celestia, possibly connecting with her sister better if she played along. With little reason to argue, Luna agreed and left her usual reading book in her room.

Celestia played with her toys as usual, still as heavily invested in the blocks and dolls and stuffed animals as she was the day before. Luna awkwardly tried to involve herself in the playtime, receiving happy babbles from her sister when she did.

Play time with her sister started with stiffly wiggling a stuffed animal in front of Celestia. It entertained her foal sister for a little while, but didn’t distract her nearly long enough. Slowly and with a noticeable blush in her cheeks, she progressively moved on to more and more engrossing games with her sister. She quickly found herself getting involved in the playtime, happily playing along with Celestia.

The more Luna played the more she realized she needed to worry less about ‘the right way’ to play with her sister. Thinking less about it, she found the talent coming to her naturally.

She could recall those many years ago when the roles were reversed and Celestia was there as a loyal play partner for a much younger Luna. The games they played were hard to remember, but the happy times and bonding were easy to remember.

Soon it was difficult to tell the difference between the two alicorns. Both ponies became so deeply involved in their playtime, happily giggling as they bonded over toys and dolls and blocks. Games of pretend were conjured up on the fly and impromptu rounds of tag seemed to appear out of nowhere. Time seemed to move quickly for the playful ponies.

It wasn’t until Phosphor came in, interrupting their games and play. The pink unicorn was still dressed in her lavish nanny costume, strangely unfazed by the otherworldly attire.

“Potty time, girls,” she said as she trotted over to the two playing ponies. “Luna? Do you need to go?”

Luna raised her head, “yes, Miss Phosphor,” she complied, a bit bummed that she had to stop playing.

Like the day before, Luna seated herself on the training potty. It was much less awkward this time, already growing use to the expected embarrassment that came with the ordeal. Luna felt herself letting out a little more urine this time around and after a much shorter wait.

“Well done, Luna! We may have you out of those pull-ups in no time!” Phosphor gave out her usual praise.

Like the times before, Luna felt a bit of pride swell up in her as she pulled her dry pull-ups back on.

“Tia, do you need...Oh.” Phosphor began to ask, but her words started to trail off.

It didn’t take much looking for Luna to realize why Phosphor had paused. Clearly visible from the short distance, Celestia’s diaper was well soaked, tinted yellow from a full fill up. She wouldn’t be needing the potty for awhile.

However Celestia didn’t seem at all troubled by the heavy, swollen garment that tugged at her waist. Infact, she seemed rather content sitting in it, happily playing with her toys. Oddly enough Luna felt a twinge of perked interest stir in the back of her mind.

Phosphor let out a heavy, tired sigh. “Tia, you’re suppose to do that in the potty, dear.”

“A gah ababa!” Celestia passively babbled, as if dismissing Phosphor’s suggestion.

Phosphor shook her head. “Well, don’t let me keep you from your princess duties, poppet. I know you can be quite the busy pony.” She slowly trotted over to the changing table, levitating Celestia into the air as she walked past.

“Yeah, I-I guess I should...” Luna’s words trailed off as even she didn’t pay much attention to them. Her eyes followed Phosphor, curiousity growing inside her.

The blue alicorn stood in place for a moment or two before finally walking towards the changing table. She awkwardly watched from a fair distance away as Phosphor laid her diapered sister on the padded top of the table.

During the diaper change, Luna couldn’t help, but watch. Without her realizing it, the curious princess inched her way closer to the changing table as Phosphor handled her foal sister so delicately. Before she knew it she was right up against the table, watching intently with wide eyed curiosity.

Phosphor smirked at the curious pony, gladly allow her to spectate as she handled each step of the diaper change with care and experience. She started with slowly untaping the thick, swollen diaper, rolling it up into a ball as she pulled out a tub of wipes with her magic.

Luna’s nose twitched at the smell of the moist wipes, shaking some faint memories that connected with the long forgotten scent. A pile of used wipes were stacked in a corner of the changing table, eventually being rolled up with the old diaper and deposited into the nearby diaper pail.

A new fluffy diaper quickly replaced the old one, lovely powdered and wrapped around Celestia’s waist. Celestia idly suckled on a hoof, her back legs wiggled weakly about as she was tended to. The new diaper was taped up snuggly, free of any looseness that might lead to leaking later down the road.

With the diaper change concluded, Celestia giggled with a big smile, holding both forehooves in the air with pleaful eyes. Phosphor smiled at happy foal, lovingly picking her up into her arms.

“I would love for you to stay longer, poppet, but I’m afraid Tia is overdue for her nap,” Phosphor calmly said.

That seemed to shake Luna out of her curious daze. “Oh! R-right...I should...be on my way then.” Luna quickly turned, trotting for the nursery door with a hint of blush glowing on her cheeks.

“Luna?”

The alicorn stopped in her tracks. “Y-yeah?”

“Your pull up?”

Luna looked down, spotting the pink, flowery garment that was still around her waist. “O-oh right! Sorry...I forgot...”

With that said she awkwardly slipped off the pull up, too embarrassed to look at Phosphor in the eye as she did. She simply let the garment drop to the ground before dashing out of the room with blush on her cheeks.

Chapter Five: Playtime and Naps

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Five: Playtime and Naps
By Scribe Feather

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The next morning Luna found herself actually looking forward to spending time with her sister, even if she had to wear a pull-up while doing so. She had grown to enjoy the silly little games that she was at first forced to play with Celestia.

Joining her sister once more in her nursery was much less stressful this time around. Seeing the soft toys and fluffy color pallet was comforting to the night princess.

Luna slipped on a fresh pull-up and happily slipped into whatever games Celestia was playing. Before too long the two played readjusted into the sisterly role, happily playing with each other in their various games of pretend and tag.

The foalish Celestia was overjoyed by the fact that she had somepony to play with. She couldn't've been happier about Luna being there in the nursery with her. She didn't seem to even bat an eye at the pull up that would ever so faintly crinkle around Luna's waist. In fact, she seemed to enjoy the idea even more, seeing Luna as less of a older sister and more of a fun playmate.

Luna got into the role as a playmate rather easily. Her sister's enthusiasm worked in her favor, further encouraging her to enjoy herself and have fun. The experience came so naturally to her, bringing out a fun loving side of her that she had long since forgotten. She even went as far as to put on silly voices and make funny faces to keep her sister happy. Celestia giggled everytime.

“Yoos silly,” Luna heard Celestia say in the middle of their playtime.

Luna’s ears perked up in surprise. “Wh-what did you say?”

“I said yoos silly!” Celestia giggled.

“Y-you can talk?”

“I awways tawk! You no no understan!”

Luna was baffled by this discovery at first, but having her sister talking normally must have been a step in the right direction. It seemed that potty training alongside her sister was actually paying off. It was only a small improvement, but she saw this as Celestia’s conscious mind attempting to make contact.

“Why are you having so much trouble potty training,” was the next logical question the curious Luna could think to ask.

“Potty scary,” Celestia stuck her tongue out in disgust. “Diapees easier!”

“But being a big girl is so much better. You don’t have to soil yourself everywhere you go.”

“But potty scary!”

Luna wanted to plead her case further, but she was suddenly interrupted by Phosphor entering the room. “Potty break,” Phosphor’s voice cut through the playspace that Luna was deeply involved in. “Luna? Gotta go?”

“Y-yes Miss Phosphor,” Luna answered, abruptly reminded of her aching bladder. Suddenly she realized that she was so involved in her playtime that she had almost completely ignored all of her bladder’s signals.

She quickly scurried off to the training potty and plopped down on it’s chilly seat. Her bladder required little coaxing to relax, quickly releasing it’s full amount into the plastic container below. The sound of her urine hitting the plastic container loudly echoed through the room, announcing yet another successful trip to the potty.

This time around Luna cared very little about the staring eyes of Phosphor and Celestia. In her time of urgency, all she cared about was peeing. She remained frozen in place on top of the plastic potty, feeling a wave of relief flow over her as she peed.

When finished, Luna punctuated the deed with a satisfied sigh. “Looks like you really had to go,” Phosphor chuckled as Luna pulled herself off of the potty. As Luna tugged her pullup back up Phosphor turned to her sister with the same supportive and cheery tone. “Tia, sweetie, do you need to use the potty?”

Celestia sat only a few feet away from the training potty where the two ponies spoke. She idly played with her back hooves, weakly grabbing them in some sort of game. “Nuh,” she answered, barely breaking away from her play.

“Luna used the potty like a big girl. Don’t you wanna be like her?”

“Nuh!” Celestia answered with a bit more force. She then fussed, visibly getting rather upset with Phosphor’s questions.

“I think it’s time for a nap,” Phosphor then said, trotting over to the foal. She lifted Celestia into her arms, carefully taking her over to her crib.

Involuntarily, Luna felt a big yawn slip past her mouth.

“Getting tired too, Luna?” Phosphor asked, looking over at the blue alicorn.

“Mhmm,” Luna answered with a sleepy rub of her eye. Suddenly she felt absolutely exhausted. Through all their playtime, she hadn’t realized just how tired she was getting.

“If you’d like, you can snuggle in with Tia in her crib. I’m sure your friend’s wouldn’t mind.”

Luna shook her head in disagreement, pushing aside the sleepy fuzziness, “no no. I couldn’t do that.” Luna paused to let out a big yawn. “There’s...too much that needs my attention.”

Phosphor shook her head, “no no, that simply will not do. You’re no good to your friends passed out in a conference room somewhere.” She gently helped Luna to her feet, lightly guiding her towards Celestia’s crib. “Why don’t you take a small nap with Tia. It’ll only be an hour, your friend’s will understand.”

Luna let out another yawn. Phosphor’s proposition was sound more and more sweeter the more she fought back the mid morning tiredness. Without thinking, she started to follow Phosphor’s guiding hoof.

“I guess I could use a short nap,” Luna answered with a rub of her eyes.

Celestia was already digging herself a nest in the various blankets that filled her crib. The happy foal snuggled into the soft fabrics, preparing for bed. She couldn’t have been happier when she saw Luna coming in closer with Phosphor.

“Tia, your big sister’s gonna be sleeping with you today, okay?” Phosphor said so softly.

“Otay!” Celestia answered with a happy and excited chirp.

With blush warming her cheeks, Luna crawled up into the crib, taking her place beside her diapered sister. Phosphor then delicately tucked the two in, giving both of them a kiss on the forehead before pulling up the crib’s wooden gate.

“You two have a good nap now,” the pink unicorn spoke softly, quietly backing out of the room.

The overhead lights were turned off, shrouding the room in faint darkness. The outward facing windows still shined daylight into the room as the morning sun was still working it’s way into the sky.

Luna rubbed her eyes, feeling more and more tired as she laid in the crib. She laid on her back, staring up at the pastel colored ceiling. The wooden bars of the crib’s walls surrounded her and Celestia bringing a strange sense of security and comfort to the mind. Instead of feeling trapped, Luna felt at ease resting in a crib. Having her beloved sister close by was icing on the cake.

Celestia was already fast asleep beside her, snuggling a phoenix plushie in her arms. She slept so peacefully, quickly shedding any sort of fussiness that she generated during playtime. The foal curled herself in a loose ball, her body kept warm by the soft, fluffy blankets.

Another yawn slipped from Luna’s mouth. Just a quick nap and she’d get to her princess duties. Just a quick nap.

Chapter Six: Nap Time Decisions

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Six: Nap Time Decisions
By Scribe Feather

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Luna woke up after a little bit of time had passed. She yawned and stretched her limbs as her mind remembered where she was. Celestia still slumbered soundly next to her, peacefully suckling her drool covered hoof.

Daylight still shined through the window across the room, hinting that it was still rather early in the day. With the lack of any clock or time measuring device in the nursery, Luna could only wonder.

Luna rubbed her eyes as another yawn escaped through her muzzle. As her body began to catch up with her waking mind, a growing need to pee made itself known. The pressure started faint, but after only a few short seconds her bladder ached with urgency.

At first, the thought to climb out of the crib and use the training potty that was only ten feet away crossed her mind. But in her sleepy state, Luna’s mind conjured up more outrageous alternatives. Her half asleep mind did mental backflips to avoid getting out of the warm bed, ready to sleep longer. A more predominant thought that stuck in her mind suggested to instead use the pull-up that was still dry around her waist.

As if convincing her mind further, it was then she noticed Celestia’s diaper was thoroughly soaked as the white foal continued to sleep. The swollen padding’s bulbous shape could be made out well in the dim light. Suddenly the unusual suggestion to use her pull-up didn’t seem that outlandish.

Her half asleep mind required little convincing and before she knew it her bladder began pouring into the waiting pull up. The urine hissed loudly in the quiet room, slowly filling up the thin padding of the pull-up. Satisfying the strong need to pee, Luna was able to fall back asleep. She felt a small smile creep up on her face, thinking of how good a freshly warmed diaper felt. She drifted back to sleep as the fresh urine still slowly soaked into her pull-ups padding.

After an undetermined amount of time, Luna began to stir from her slumber once again. She found that she somehow moved from the crib and now rested on the padded top of the changing table. Phosphor stood over her as she was just finishing up changing her soaked pull up.

“Oh good morning, poppet. Have a nice nap?” Phosphor asked, gently lowering the alicorn’s legs back down onto the table.

“Mhmm,” Luna answered as she yawned and rubbed her tired eyes.

“It looks like you had a little accident during your nap,” Phosphor added, rolling the soaked pull up into a tight ball while simultaneously levitating a container of wipes into the air.

Suddenly her decisions made while half asleep earlier that day came flooding back. Her cheeks began to flare up a bright red. “O-oh that’s right...I’m really sorry about that...”

“Don’t fret too much about it, poppet. Accidents happen,” Phosphor consoled the embarrassed princess as she cleaned up the area with the scented wipes. Once she was sure the area was free of the foul smelling odor of urine, she helped Luna off the changing table. “Now you scurry off to your morning court. I still need to get little soggy butt over there changed and in her highchair for breakfast.”

Luna climbed off the changing table with a little guidance from Phosphor. Her legs wiggled for a moment as they tried to remember their own strength. She slowly pulled herself away from the diapers and toys, leaving the room to see to her princess duties. The faint scent of baby wipes hung around her rump, standing as a lingering reminder of her naptime accident.

The long hallway that connected the nursery to the rest of the castle gave Luna plenty of time to reflect on the past couple days. She had plenty of time to wonder about the pull ups and the potty training. She even pondered on Phosphor and Celestia whose lives seemed to have improved ever since she entered this dream world.

She just hoped she could make as much progress next time as she did today.

Chapter Seven: In The Night Time

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Seven: In The Night Time
By Scribe Feather

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The rest of the day was exhausting to say the very least. Luna had to play catch up after lazing through so many princess duties in the days before. The tasks that followed were rather labor intensive as paperwork had stacked high in her absence.

It was almost otherworldly to witness such a change of environments. Luna went from a world of baby powder and toys to the stuff shirt world of paperwork and diplomatic meetings. The princess struggled with the change at first, but years of doing such things allowed her to slip back into the role. The heavy, stressful workload seemed so much heavier to the princess as she just wanted it over.

By the time nightfall came, the princess was exhausted. She trudged her way back to her bedroom after a long and exhausting day. Her tired gait reflected her tired mind, absolutely drained from a tough day of work.

She wasted no time at all to pull herself back to her bedroom, plopping down heavily on her bed with an exhausted sigh. She lazily pulled a blanket over her with a glow of her magic, curling up under the warmth.

It was unclear how long she was out, but once she finally came to, it was still dark outside. Her room now laid partially illuminated by the distant moonlight that seeped through the large vaulted windows.

Despite her mind being temporarily conscious, her body wouldn’t budge from her spot. Still drained of energy, it took her sleepy mind a moment to understand why she was woken up in the first place. The reminder came in the form of excessive pressure that pushed at her aching bladder.

Not thinking much of it, Luna opted to let her aching bladder go. An involuntary sigh of relief slipped from Luna’s mouth as the urine slowly warmed the area around her rump. A small smile hung on her face, realizing that doing so was so much easier then getting out of bed to use the bathroom. It was just like sleeping in Celestia’s crib.

When the warm sensation continued to spread, however, Luna realized she made a grave error. She gasped, suddenly jumping out of bed when she remember she wasn’t wearing a pull-up. Now a sizable wet spot took up the middle of her bed, leaving the pony stunned in disbelief.

With cheeks warmed to a bright red, Luna slipped out of her room, dead set on seeking out Phosphor for help. She was confused in her half asleep state, barely able to comprehend what her body was doing. She shyly zipped past the patrolling guards in the hallways, too embarrassed to match their eyes. She used her wings to shamefully cover up her urine soaked thighs to no avail.

She quickly found Phosphor in Celestia’s nursery. The two were surprisingly active during such a late hour. Celestia happily played with her toys on the floor, barely noticing Luna when she burst through the door. Phosphor, on the other hand, quietly sat in a nearby rocking chair, calmly reading a book in her lap.

“Luna?” Phosphor said with a look of concern, “what’s the matter?” The unicorn pulled herself out of her seat, closing the gap between her and the shaken up Luna.

Luna fought back a tear as she took a deep breath. The last thing she needed was to break down crying while trying to tell Phosphor what had happened. “I-I...It was an accident...I...”

Her words were cut short by a sudden hug from Phosphor, “oh, it’s alright poppet. Everyone has accidents sometimes.” Phosphor comforted the alicorn, softly patting her head, “but I’m worried, poppet. You’ve been having quite a lot of accidents recently.”

“I-I don’t try to...”

“Shh shh shh, I know. It was just an accident,” Phosphor talked with such a hushed, calming voice. Her horn glowed as a bottle filled with milk floated down to Luna. “Have a bottle to calm the nerves. You’ll feel better, I promise.”

Luna latched onto the bottle’s rubber nipple the moment it got into range. She quickly began drinking down the warm milk as she allowed herself a moment to breath. The soothing liquid filled her belly, untwisting the knots in her stressed body. Before long she could feel the effects of the milk working away at her mental burden. No longer having to fight back tears, Luna let out a heavy sigh.

“There, now see? It was only a little accident.” “Would you like a little bath? I’ll even add Celestia’s favorite bubble bath to the mix.”

“Y-yes please...Thank you,” Luna answered with a nod.

With a caring hoof, Phosphor led the alicorn into a connected bathroom. The small room was quaint compared to the large nursery and only contained the bare essentials that made up a bathroom. A single, white toilet was the first thing to be seen from the doorway, followed by a clean sink that had a variety of scented soaps along it’s back face. A large tub was built into the left wall, providing ample space for a bather to relax in. Along the tub’s edge rested a wide arrange of liquid soaps, luffa sponges, and small plastic bath toys. The scene matched one of a bathroom where a toddler would frequently bathe.

Water was run and the tub quickly filled up with a layer of fluffy bubbles. Luna was guided into the warm water, gently coaxed down to a sitting position. Right away she felt better, more relaxed. The fluffy scent of lavender and the tickling of tiny bubbles helped further that.

Calmed by the warm waters, Luna felt another sigh slip out her muzzle. Now she realized just how little of a problem a wet bed was. She allowed Phosphor to gently wash her coat, cleaning her up.

Steadily soothed by Phosphor’s gentle hoof, Luna leaned back and closed her eyes.

Chapter Eight: Meetings and Plushies

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Eight: Meetings and Plushies
By Scribe Feather

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The world came flooding back like it would for someone waking up from a dream. First voices could be heard, the chatter of some ponies nearby who spoke with muffled words that couldn’t be made out. Then Luna’s vision returned, her eyes squinting at first as they adjusted to the bright lighting.

Luna now found herself in the middle of a royal meeting in one of the castle’s conference rooms. Suddenly she was sitting at a large, round table with royal documents laid out before her. Aside from the guards who bordered the perimeter, the only other pony there was a noble pony.

Strangely enough, this royal noble had no visible face. Nothing that Luna could make out at least. It was almost as if this dreamscape deemed him unimportant and failed to flesh out the finer details. She could still make out his clothes, colors of clean blacks with fancy gold trimming, but his face remained blank.

The unknown noble was in the middle of some lengthy speech that obviously had been going on for hours at least. He spoke at length about various political topics which seemed to melt seamlessly into one another.

Despite coming into the conversation part way, Luna opted to giving the noble her undivided attention. She leaned in, trying her hardest to make out what the noble was talking about and prepared for the chance to chime in herself.

Before long, it was obvious that the regal pony wasn’t letting up any time soon. He continued talking with articulated words and proper pronunciation. What he was talking about exactly was difficult for Luna to make out strangely enough.

The princess continued to politely listen to the noble’s long winded speech, but quickly found herself losing a mental battle. Without trying, Luna’s mind wandered elsewhere, the world falling away as she daydreamed.

She recalled the warm, fuzzy feelings that accompanied her stay with Phosphor. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so relaxed and so secure in the company of another pony. Having her sister there to play with was an added bonus.

Her train of thought was suddenly broken as the sound of spilling liquid cut through the quiet conference room. Pulled from her daydreaming Luna shook her head and once again became aware of the world around her. She remembered where she was and could now see that the faceless noble paused in his ramblings, staring at the princess.

Luna blinked as sensations of the present world came swarming back to the front of her mind. She quickly noticed a chillful sensation that now hugged her seat, the feeling of a cool liquid that splashed against her bottom.

It took only seconds for the scatterbrained pony to notice the twinge of urine in the air, followed by a growing yellow puddle splashing underneath her seat. Realizing what she had done, the alicorn gasped.

The strangely unidentifiable noble stood there silently, completely beside himself with disbelief.

“I-I...” Luna was lost for words. Even she couldn’t fully comprehend what just happened. “Please excuse me!” She stumbled out of her seat, dribbles of urine trailing behind her as she shamefully sprinted for the exit.

In a blur of blue, the pony quickly dashed out of the room without another word. The pee on her inner thighs quickly cooled as she ran through the castle halls. She made a beeline for Celestia’s nursery, praying that Phosphor was there to help.

Her sense of wellbeing was shaken off its foundation. She held back tears as she pushed through the various halls and rooms of the large castle. She held onto what tiny amounts of control she had over her emotions, not wanting to make a scene.

Luna came bursting through the nursery doors, instantly greeted by the faint scent of baby powder. Celestia was busy scribbling in a coloring book as she laid on top of the plush carpet. Phosphor, as always, was close by to keep an eye on the diapered pony.

“Oh dearie, what’s the matter?” Phosphor said as she looked up to Luna with a familiar calm and compassionate expression.

“Miss Phosphor! I-I...” Luna was lost for words, she couldn’t bring herself to admitting what had happened.

Phosphor looked to the blue alicorn with only concern and an understanding expression. She noted how shaken up the pony was and then take note of the wet, matted fur around her inner thighs. “Again?”

“I couldn’t help it!” Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she dashed further into the room. She slipped right into Phosphor’s arms, leaning her head against a shoulder. She could no longer hold back the tears as she became overwhelmed with humiliation. She did her best to explain between loud sniffles and whimpers. “I w-was in a meeting and I got sidetracked and then...th-then...”

“I know, sweetie, I know. It was an accident,” Phosphor consoled the crying pony, lightly patting her back as Luna sniffled. “A nice bath will help calm the nerves. Trust me,” Phosphor looked upon Luna with a comforting smile, lightly dabbing the tears off her face.

A quick bath, much like the night before, helped dry some of Luna’s tears. Phosphor handled the task with such tenderness and understanding. Luna felt safe in her arms, feeling the tears and humiliation melt away into the water.

The bath left the princess smelling fresh and clean. On the outside she no longer had to worry about the lingering scent of urine hanging around her midsection. On the inside her mind felt calmer as her worried thoughts began to settle.

Soon the water was drained and Luna was helped out of the bath. Phosphor had a nice fluffy, pink towel at the ready for Luna to climb into. The soft towel wrapped around Luna’s wet coat, drying her off so carefully and delicately. Luna still felt the remnants of her sniffling in the bottom of her throat, but as the towel whisked away the water off her body, so did the heavy feelings of regret.

“I think it would be best if you slept in Tia’s crib from now on,” Phosphor said as she rubbed the towel into Luna’s mane, “at the very least the plastic sheet on her mattress should be easier to clean.”

“Okay...”

“Good girl,” Phosphor said, wiping a tear off Luna’s cheek. “Why don’t you spend the rest of the day in here with your sister? You’ve had a busy day.”

“B-but the meeting-”

“I’ll send somepony over to explain the matter. You just had a little accident. It’s quite alright to take a break, sweetie.”

Luna let another sniffle slip out as she sighed. “Alright...Thanks...”

That seemed to make Phosphor happy, “that’s a good girl. I think we should get you into another pull-up as well. Just so we don’t get all teary eyed again.”

“O-okay...”

Phosphor helped Luna into a fresh pull-up, guiding the princess’s hooves into the leg holes. Luna felt more at ease when the pull-up was finally around her waist. She had learned to recognize the garment as a security buffer, providing her ample comfort in the rare case of an accident. After what had happened in the recent days, it was a welcomed luxury.

Celestia was as tickled as always when she saw her sister joining her on the play rug. The diapered foal happily bounced, clapping with excitement when her big sister sat beside her. She eagerly encouraged Luna to play with her, dropping foal toys in her lap as she babbled and crawled around the room.

Luna felt her smile return as she sat there. She could feel Celestia’s cheerful attitude rub off on her and soon she was as invested in the playtime as her sister.

The two played together like old times. They both seemed equally invested in the plush toys and building blocks and train sets. Plastic padding crinkled as the two moved around the toy piles sparking games of pretend and sessions of building crude structures.

As the playtime continued, Luna couldn’t help but notice a growing twinge in her bladder. Instead of started out as a small bit of pressure, she broke away from her playtime with a strong urgency growing in her bladder.

For a moment or two the princess panicked. With her mind caught off guard, she could hardly fathom the urgency on the matter. She needed to go and she needed to go right now. However that panic didn’t last for long and soon the solution became so obvious to the princess. With surprisingly minimal effort, Luna began to relax her bladder, allowing it to empty into the waiting pull-up.

The world seemed to fall away as Luna could feel the urine spread through her pull-up. The thirsty padding soaked up the warm liquid, swelling up slightly between her legs as she watched. She sat there quietly as her bladder emptied out, practically soaking the pull-up all in one go.

Fully awake this time around, she found that the sensation of a freshly soaked diaper felt even better than she could have imagined. She could feel a smile grow on her face as she wiggled a tiny bit in the soggy padding. Some newfound fuzzy feelings made her heart flutter for a moment or two as the pull-up slowly soaked up her urine.

Without losing a beat, Luna returned to her toys. She was happy to find the pull-up had soaked up all of the liquid she had put into it, keeping her free of puddles or dribbling. Playtime was allowed to continue without having to get up for a bathroom break.

“Nap time!” Phosphor exclaimed with a chirp, “for the both of you.”

Luna let out a quiet, “aww” as she genuinely wanted to play more. Celestia seemed to share her attitude towards nap time, but they both reluctantly agreed.

Phosphor hoisted Celestia up into her arms, using a quick touch with her hoof to test the diaper. “First we gotta get Tia into a new diaper,” she cooed, nuzzling Celestia’s nose before look up at Luna, “is your pull-up dry enough to last the nap?”

“I-I uhm...” Luna blushed, curling backwards in embarrassment. Suddenly peeing herself seemed like a ridiculous thing to do. “I-I think so...”

There was no lying to Phosphor’s ever vigilant eye. The unicorn knew from a quick glance that Luna needed a change. “I’m thinking you’re going to need a new pull-up, poppet. Yours won’t take another soak.” Phosphor casually carried Celestia to the changing table as she continued talking, “why don’t you get a fresh one from the pack while I change your sister.”

Luna nodded, shyly slinking over to the package that sat beside the changing table. She was surprised how little of a spectacle Phosphor made her wet pull-up. The unicorn didn’t seem all that phased nor did she ask if it was another accident. Maybe she knew it wasn’t. Maybe she was too busy tending to Celestia to notice.

Regardless of what the truth was, Luna slowly slipped out of her wet, yellow pull-up. Phosphor was much too involved with Celestia’s diaper change to look in her direction, giving the princess plenty of privacy. The soggy pull-up was quickly thrown into the diaper pail, shortly followed by Celestia’s rolled up diaper.

“Do you need help there, poppet?” Phosphor asked, just barely looking up from the giggling foal on the changing table.

“N-no thanks,” Luna quickly answered, quickly slipping on the new pull-up as swiftly as possible. Phosphor was just now taping Celestia in a new diaper once she finished. The fluffy scent of baby powder wafted over the table, tickling Luna’s nose.

With her sister now dry and freshly padded, Luna followed Phosphor as she led the two to the crib. Much like the other night, Phosphor handled the task was slow, gentle hooves. She lowered the crib’s gate, delicately laying Celestia down on the soft blankets. Luna blushed as she climbed in as well, avoiding any help from Phosphor in an attempt to appear as grown up as possible. This was difficult to do while wearing a pull-up though.

“There we go,” Phosphor cooed, tucking the two ponies under a fluffy blanket, “all snug for sleepy times.”

Suddenly Celestia raised her forehooves into the air. “Mena Mena,” the foal said weakly waving her hooves in the air.

“Oh how could I forget,” Phosphor smiled as her horn glowed. Out of nowhere floated in a phoenix plushie. The stuffed animal had certainly seen many nights of use with it’s slightly tattered wings. The bright reds and oranges used in it’s construction lacked any sharp angles and adopted a simplistic design to give it a cute look. “here’s Philomena, sweetie.”

Celestia let out a happy chortle before she snatched the stuffed animal out of the air. She embraced it in a big hug and nuzzled into it. With her prize in hand, Celestia curled up into the blankets once more, suckling her hoof with a big smile on her face.

Phosphor now turned to Luna who had been staring at Celestia the whole time. “Luna, would you like a nini buddy too?”

The question made Luna blush. “I-I well...I don’t really...”

“Oh come now, poppet. It’ll help you sleep, I’m sure,” Phosphor answered, her horn glowing once again. Out from behind her came a gray wolf plushie that looked as soft as the phoenix with similar simplified features. “Here, why don’t you have one of Tia’s old ones. She won’t sleep with anyone except for Philomena anymore.”

Luna shyly accepted the plushie, holding the toy at arms length. Despite what Phosphor said, the stuffed animal looked brand new. It lacked any signs of wear and tear and looked practically fresh out of the box. “Uhm...Thank you...”

Phosphor smile down at the princess before giving her forehead a light kiss. She did the same with Celestia who was now sound asleep with a hoof tightly gripping her phoenix plushie. “Goodnight, poppets.”

Celestia mumbled back something that sort of resembled “ni ni,” but the tired foal was absolutely exhausted from another exhilarating day of play.

“G-goodnight, Phosphor,” Luna answered letting out one of her own yawn.

Phosphor slipped out of the room and turned off the lights, plunging the room into very dim light. The only source of light came from the nearby nightlight that shrouded the room in dim blue light.

That left Luna alone with her thoughts. She carefully slipped under the covers beside her sister, lightly gripping the wolf plushie. She took in a bit of air, letting it slowly slip out of her muzzle as her body relaxed.

Luna then gave the wolf plushie a light, courtesy hug. That hug, however, quickly led to another, followed by another, much deeper hug. Soon the princess was snuggling the plush wolf letting a small smile grow on her face as the soft fur of the toy tingled her spine. Her smile grew in strength as she gave the toy another big hug.

She let out a yawn, stretching her limbs one final time while keeping the wolf plushie close to her chest. The sleepy atmosphere was certainly getting to her. She hugged the wolf close and curled up into a light ball under the warm blankets. She felt safe and relaxed with the toy close.

It didn’t take long for her to fall victim to the sleepy spell that hung over the room. Another sigh slipped through her mouth before she finally drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Nine: Copy Cat

Dreams of White Padding
Chapter Nine: Copy Cat
By Scribe Feather

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Luna stirred from her slumber about an hour into her nap. The odd hours still needed some getting use to. The room was still dark around her with the crib’s bars only faintly illuminated in the very dim light.

She rubbed an eye, stretching her back legs a bit as she regained her bearings. Celestia was still sleeping beside her, curled up in a loose ball with a drool covered hoof loosely dangling in her mouth. The plushie wolf remained at Luna’s side, giving her a small flutter of good feelings as she gave her new friend a little hug.

Once her mind woke up a little bit more, Luna began to wonder what had woken her up from her nap. An answer to that question came in the form of a growing pressure pushing at her bowels.

She needed the bathroom, but a small voice in her head was quick to suggest to just use the diaper. The little voice tried to reason with the sleepy princess, mentioning that using her diaper would be so much more convenient and she’d be able to go back to bed sooner. At first Luna tried to banish such a silly idea, but the more she pushed it away, the more it came back with more hastily put together evidence.

As she quickly weighed her options, a growing stench wafted to her nostrils. Sniffing the air at first, Luna quickly realized that Celestia had already messed herself in her sleep. In the dim light produced by the nearby night light, Luna could make out a faint lump in her sister’s diaper. Still the foal slumbered, dribbling a thin bead of drool onto her phoenix plushie.

Much like her accident a few nights back, Luna’s half asleep mind was easily convinced. With little rationalizing about it, Luna began to push. She felt her stomach tightened as her bowels followed her instruction and began pushing out the mess into her pull-up. She gave her wolf plushie a squeeze as tiny grunts slipped out of her muzzle. Her little noises bounced around the room’s silence. She filled the pull-up with little effort at all, leaving lumps in the back that didn’t nearly bother her as much as she thought.

So tired from the day before, Luna fell back to sleep before she had finished soiling herself. Her bowels continued to push as her sleepy mind eventually drifted back to sleep.

Luna didn’t wake up again until an hour later. She woke up to the sound of ripping plastic followed by a forceful rush of cold air across her lower half. The sudden chill caused her to finally open her eyes.

She now found herself on top of the nursery’s changing table. Her legs were being raised up by Phosphor’s magic as cold wipes cleaned her rump of her nightly mess.

“Good morning, poppet,” Phosphor stated warmly as soiled wipes floated away and piled into the middle of the old pull-up, “another accident?”

Suddenly memories came flooding back to the princess. Every detail of her willingly soiling herself came back in one big tidal wave of embarrassment. How could she have let that happen?! “I-I’m really sorry! It was an accident.”

“Shh shh, it’s alright poppet. Quite alright,” Phosphor answered as she finished wiping Luna’s rump clean. “I’m just glad you were wearing some protection before you had your little...accident,” Phosphor continued, “just remember you might have to go back to diapers if this keeps happening, okay?”

“O-okay,” Luna said with a nod. Strangely enough this news wasn’t nearly as detrimental as she thought it’d be. Such a threat weighed very little on her shoulders. She felt herself giving little resistance to the idea of being put back into diapers.

A fresh pull-up was slipped up Luna’s legs with little assistance from her. She realized she had gotten rather used to leaning on Phosphor while she carefully threaded her legs through the pullups elastic holes. “Alright then. Now that we have you all cleaned up, how about we have some yummy breakfast?” Phosphor spoke with such an inviting tone of voice, like an encouraging kindergarten teacher. “I’ll even let you sit in your sister’s highchair.”

The offer seemed to perk Luna’s interest as a tiny smile managed to slip through. “I-I am kinda hungry...”

Phosphor smiled as she slowly helped Luna back down to her feet, “good!”

With her fresh pull-up crinkling with each step, Luna was guided into the kitchen area where a highchair waited. Sitting beside a set of counters, the bright pink highchair stood like a beacon of infantile mealtime among the plain wooden chairs and tables. The chair had certainly seen its fair share of meals, bearing a few scuff and wear marks around it’s edges. It’s wooden surfaces, however, were kept sparkling clean, free of any crumbs or food stains.

The wooden tray was removed, allowing Luna to climb into the infantile chair. Her pull-up provided a little bit of cushion to deter the hard wooden seat. She felt a quiver of childlike happiness swell up her spine as she wiggled a tiny bit in the seat.

A big bowl of oatmeal was produced and gently placed on the tray in front of Luna. The steamy smell of apples and brown sugar wafted into the air, warming the alicorn’s face. She breathed in the welcoming meal, feeling her shoulders relax in its presence.

A light blue bib was magically tied around her neck as she relished in the warm steam, prepping her for the upcoming meal. Luna didn’t really see the point of wearing one since she had far better motor skills then Celestia. But sitting in a high chair while wearing a pull-up kept the princess quiet with her opinions.

Without even consulting her, Phosphor proceeded to feed Luna the oatmeal. A big plastic spoon floated through the air, steadily scooping chunks of the delicious oatmeal, and delivering it to Luna’s mouth.

The tasty oatmeal warmed Luna’s belly, making her smile subtly between spoonfuls. She would lick her lips any chance she got between bites to take in the sweet, sugary milk.

Phosphor hummed a tuneless song as she merrily fed the alicon. She seemed so absent in her humming, but at no point did the spoon fail to reach it’s mark every time.

Luna felt her belly swell up with the delicious food as she kept her bib spotless. A swell of pride warmed her body up alongside the tasty meal. She allowed herself to slip into a childish role for a moment or two as she became lost in it all. Every little thing made her regress just a bit more, making her smile grow even larger.

The happy meal time was suddenly interrupted by quiet babblings as Celestia stirred from her slumber. The foal squirmed out of her bedsheets and pulled up to a sitting position. She continued to babble, hugging her plushie close to her chest as she tried to get Phosphor's attention.

“And look who’s up from sleepy times,” Phosphor said with chuckled as smiled at Celestia. “I gotta change your sister’s diaper. Can you be a big girl and feed yourself the rest?”

“Sure,” Luna responded, taking the big plastic spoon in her hoof. Suddenly she felt more grown up, but in the same way a toddler who used the potty for the first time would feel more grown up.

Luna fed herself without an issue. There was the pressure of not spilling anything stressing her out a tiny bit, but that didn’t make things too difficult. She scooped up a few more bites of the apple flavored oatmeal, pausing between every bite to really take in the lovely flavor.

Her feeding was suddenly interrupted when Phosphor picking up Celestia caught her eye. The diapered foal happily squealed as she was lifted into the air, leaving the warmth of the crib to get her diaper changed.

Luna’s wolf plushie sat amongst the rustled blankets with only Celestia’s plushie to keep it company. For some reason Luna felt lonely without her new friend. She had abandoned the stuffed animal and for some reason missed cuddling it.

Her eyes slowly trailed away from the open crib and to the changing table where Celestia’s diaper change was already underway. She watched intently as Celestia was cared for. Diaper changes had so many more steps to them then when she changed her pull-ups. Phosphor handled each step with a gentle hoof.

She could tell from a distance that Celestia had made a big stink in her diaper, leaving quite the mess for Phosphor to wipe up. However the pink unicorn didn’t seem all that phased by the large load and was able to get Celestia wiped up and her diaper replaced with a new one.

A gentle waft of baby powder that tickled Luna’s nose signaled the end of the diaper change. For the first time Luna dwelled on what it’d be like to wear a diaper. Her pull-ups never withstood more than a single soaking, so to have something that she could use more than once without worrying about leaking was intriguing to the curious pony.

On the plus side, diapers also seemed to have more to them then boring pull-ups. Their design and thickness perked Luna’s interest further as she wondered how comfortable the highchair would be wearing one.

And pull-ups were certainly losing their appeal for the blue alicorn. Every day she wore the same kind, same design, same thickness. The choice in colors and design were much more vibrant with Celestia’s diapers. Maybe she’d feel less guilty about wanting to snuggle the wolf plushie more if she was wearing matching attire.

“Luna, you’ve barely touched your oatmeal,” Phosphor came out of nowhere, making Luna jump a bit.

“I-I was just...thinking,” Luna answered, quickly nabbing the spoon and grabbing a mouthful of oatmeal. In her haste, she partly missed her mouth, making some of the mush drip down her chin.

Phosphor sighed, letting out a little amused chuckled. “Here,” she said grabbing the spoon with her magic, “allow me.”

Taking her place once again beside the highchair, Phosphor finished the feeding with the same careful hoof she had during the diaper change. Luna’s bib stayed much cleaner this way as she willfully accepted every spoonful that came her way.

Before too long the meal was finished and Luna was left with a full, warm belly. As she leaned back to relish in the post meal bliss Phosphor proceeded to untie the bib. With a glow of her horn, the unicorn used the bib to wipe any bits of leftover oatmeal off of Luna’s face.

“There we go. A full tummy,” Phosphor cooed as she pulled off the tray. “I still need to feed Tia her breakfast. Why don’t you sit down and play for a bit.”

“Okay,” Luna answered, carefully climbing out of the chair.

Celestia quickly replaced her in the highchair as Phosphor gently floated her down with her magic. She received a similar treatment as a fresh bowl of oatmeal came floating down in front of her.

Luna scurried off to the play area in the center of the room, doing her best to busy herself with the various toys that waited for her. She tried to entertain herself with the various blocks and plushies, but that only seemed to last for a few minutes before her mind drifted to other distractions.

Celestia was so much more careless with her meal. The happy foal giggled at each spoonful like it was a game, seamlessly switching between hungrily slurping down the oatmeal and finding more entertainment in just letting it dribble down onto her bib.

It took Luna a moment or two before she realized she was staring. She broke away from watching her sister eat, blushing at her growing curiosity. She must have been staring for a pretty long time because Celestia was just now finishing up with her meal.

“Okay,” Phosphor sighed as she wiped Celestia’s oatmeal covered face with her equally messy bib. “That should tide you over until lunch time.”

Phosphor picked up Celestia from her chair as the foal squealed and giggled some more. A full tummy left Celestia content where ever she was placed, at least until she was hungry again.

“I bet you two are just itching to get some more play time in,” Phosphor chuckled, bending down to gently place Celestia next to Luna and the toys. Out of nowhere Phosphor produced two bottles of apple juice. Both bottles glowed with her magic as she gently levitated them down to the padded ponies. “You two have fun.”

Celestia was quick to snatch the bottle out of the air. She gripped it with both hooves, plopping down on her back to enjoy her tasty, after meal drink. Luna was not so energetic. Still dazed from her fascination surrounding her sister’s habits, it took her a few moments to realize she was holding a baby bottle. The blue hued plastic of the bottle didn’t feel completely off, but something bothered her about it. Perhaps Phosphor made a mistake.

“U-uhm Phosphor,” Luna meekly chimed. But the moment she looked up Phosphor was already far out of earshot. Luna held the bottle up as a last, weak attempt at catching the caretaker’s attention, but unsurprisingly it failed.

She lowered her hoof, eyeing the plastic bottle that sloshed with the liquid inside. She was clearly hesitant about drinking from such an infantile object. Phosphor usually gave her a sippy cup or at the very least an actually glass. Though thinking about it now, it had been a long while since she actually drank out of a real glass.

Luna smacked her lips, suddenly finding herself rather parched. Despite the childish container, her body was clever enough to deduce that the apple juice inside would quench her growing, bothersome thirst.

Finally she submitted and gave the bottle’s rubber nipple a tentative suck. That suck brought a swish of cool juice down her throat, satisfying the nagging voice in the back of her head. She gave it another suck, once again rewarded with another gulp of satisfyingly sweet apple juice. Luna let out a relaxing sigh as her shoulders became lax. Another suckle calmed her nerves.

Soothed by the bottle’s gentle bobbing, Luna lowered down onto her back, plopping down beside Celestia. From the corner of her eye she could watch Celestia gleefully suckle her own bottle, a big, content smile floating on her face. Laying on her back with her blue bottle in her mouth brought a whole new perspective on things and came coupled with a rush of new content feelings. A few more gulps of apple juice were swallowed.

She never fully realized it before, but the gentle rhythm of suckling the bottle stirred up a long forgotten coping method that seemed to smooth out her problems. She felt calmer and her spine felt less twisted as she drank.

Luna sighed as she subconsciously slipped into a steady rhythm that respected Celestia’s rhythm. From the corner of her eye, Luna watched as Celestia drank away as if encouraging Luna to follow along. The two must have looked like quite the pair.

At some point during her bottle feeding, Luna must have closed her eyes. By the time her bottle ran dry and she was noisily sucking in air she opened her eyes. Celestia was already squirming back up to a sitting position when Luna looked up. The foal had carelessly allowed her own empty bottle lay where it dropped. As Luna pulled herself off the ground, she felt inclined to copy her sister’s action.

The two empty bottled laid discarded as the two sisters melted into their playtime. Luna felt it easier this time to join in on Celestia’s babbling and imagination. For the first time in awhile, Luna felt like she vibrated on the same frequency as her foal sister.

Luna and Celestia crawled around the play area as they became fully engrossed in their games. Tea parties went along smoothly with plushies making up most of the guest list, wooden block cities were seamlessly rendered through the cooperation of the two alicorns, even the train set that seemed rather dull before caught Luna’s interest, prompting her to make little train noises as she slide the train around. Luna’s wolf and Celestia’s phoenix eventually joined the party, taking the VIP spot in their tea parties or the role of giant monster that terrorized their block city.

Neither of them could tell how long they played like that. The two were having so much fun that time seemed to get away from them.

An undetermined amount of time passed before Luna was suddenly stopped in her tracks by a loud gurgle. The noise stopped her dead in her tracks as her body started to send her messages that were ignored so easily while they played. A pressure grew in her lower belly, her delicious breakfast working things along to their breaking point. Her bowels felt full as color started to drain from her face. She needed to go and very soon.

Luna’s eyes quickly darted around the room as the last few seconds of her control flew by. She spotted Phosphor sitting against one wall, quietly reading a book in a rocking chair. On the opposite side of the room she spotted a long forgotten potty chair that suddenly became a fixture in her sights. She didn’t have much time.

Before she got up, however, Luna noticed Celestia slouching over. The foal stayed frozen in that pose, surrounded by toys that were discarded and dropped not moments ago. Her face grew red as her eyes squeezed shut. A sizable lump could be seen pulling down her diaper as little, cute grunts slipped out of the foal’s muzzle.

With cheeks flared up a bright red, Luna watched the whole thing unfold. Her eyes grew wide with curiosity. For a brief moment, her body showed her mercy and gave her brief relief as she watched with awe filled eyes.

Celestia shamelessly grunted as her diaper continued to sag with the newfound mass inside. She finished after only a few short minutes of pushing, leaving behind a hefty bulge tugging her diaper down. With her dirty deed concluded, Celestia simply plopped back down and continued to play with her toys. A very faint squish could be heard slipping from her diaper as her freshly made mess was haphazardly squished under her weight.

Now the pressure in Luna’s bowels came back with a vengeance. Her eyes remained wide open, but this time focused on nothing in particular as panic set in.

Mirroring her sister’s movements from moments before, Luna shifted to a crouching position. The growing urgency left very little room to think anything else. She began to slouch over, knees bowing out as she prepped her body for the dirty deed. Similar cute grunts came out of her mouth as she began to push.

The world around her seemed to disappear as she babyishly soiled herself. She couldn’t sense Phopshor or Celestia even though they were in the same room. Even the various toys that laid scattered around her fell away from her mind’s eye.

The pull-up around her waist grew taut as her foalish mess pushed into what little room was available. The tight garment squished the mess firmly against her rump, keeping most of the dirty deed close to her rump. She grunted a few more times as she continued to push. It slowly got a little easier to go once she got started.

After some time, Luna finally opened her eyes, her face slowly cooling down as the need to push subsided. She could feel her freshly messed pull-up tug underneath her as the thin garment struggled to hold the squishy mess that laid inside.

Almost immediately after her dirty act, Luna sat back down, landing squarely on her mess. The rush of sensations that corsed through her body caused a smile to creep up on her face. THe smile widened as she actually started to enjoy the sensation of a messy pull-up. In a strange way, it felt better then wetting herself.

This being her first time awake and doing such a foalish act gave her the opportunity to witness feelings and sensations she never could before in the crib the other night. The smile on her face was eventually joined with wide, curious eyes as she shifted her weight a little bit to squish her mess a little more. A flutter in her heart grew as if rewarding her for a job well done.

The world around her slowly returned as she got use to the dirty mess. Phopshor now stood behind her, but it was unclear how long the unicorn had been waiting there.

“Diaper check time!” the unicorn happily chirped.

As usual, she started with Celestia who let out a giggle when her dirty deed was discovered. Phosphor quietly tsked some chuckling tsks, finding that the white foal had soiled herself yet again.

Much like many times before, Celestia was floated down onto the changing table. Her legs floated apart from each other as the diaper was efficently undone and pulled off of her small body. Phosphor wiped the foal’s rump clean with more wipes, powdered the area and replaced the diaper in record time.

Or at least it looked like record time to Luna who watched from her spot in the play area with curious eyes. From this different angle, she was able to witness different parts of the diaper changing process.

Before she knew it, Celestia was returned to Luna’s side, freshly diaper and smelling of sweet baby powder. Seeing her sister’s clean state made Luna’s messy pull-up a little embarrassing.

Phosphor straightened up with the same warm smile on her face. She smiled down at Celestia and then to Luna. It wasn’t until Luna failed to return the warm smile that the caretaker pony grew suspicious. She took a few tenative sniffs of the air around the two other ponies.

The pink unicorn’s nose curled a tiny bit at the heavy odor that hung in the air. “Luna?”

Luna shrunk, “y-yes, Phosphor?”

“Do you have something to tell me?”

“I-I” Luna couldn’t possibly lie no matter how embarrassing it was to admit it. “...I had another accident.”

“I see,” Phosphor answered with a raise of her eyebrow. “an accident...” She didn’t seem to be buying it. “Well then hop on up on the changing table. You know the drill.”

Luna’s face grew bright red with compound embarrassment as she pulled herself up from her spot in the play area. The heavy mess in her pull-up shifted a tiny bit with every move she made. Each step she took brought her closer to the changing table and that seemed to only make her cheeks grow warmer in anticipation. She just knew Phopshor was watching her every step of the way.

She laid on to the changing table, painstakingly avoiding landing on her mess in hopes that Phosphor would get less mad at her with less of a mess to clean up.

“Now then,” Phosphor sighed, ripping the sides off of the pull up to begin the changing. “Would you mind telling me why a certain little pony made a mess in her pull-ups?”

Too humiliated to admit the truth, Luna defaulted to her lie from before, “...i-it was an accident...” But even she wasn’t all that convinced.

Phosphor sighed again, a bit of disappointment in her breath, “Luna honey, pull-ups aren’t meant for ponies who keep on having messy accidents. Even your sister knows that.”

Luna shrunk as her soiled pull up was pulled away and her ankles were lifted into the air. “But she doesn’t have to worry about that,” she answered, wincing a little bit as cold wipes came and cleaned her butt. “She’s always in diapers.”

“Oh poppet, are you jealous of your baby sister?”

That made Luna’s cheeks became redder if that was even possible. “N-no,” she quickly blurted out, but again, she didn’t believe her own words. “I-I mean...it’s been a lot of fun playing with Celestia. It’s like how things were when we were kids.”

“Yeah?” Phosphor simply said as she piled the old wipes into the dirty pull-up.

“And seeing how happy she is using her diapers whenever she needs to,” Luna started, “a-and then using my pull-ups...”

Phosphor didn’t say anything and simply finished wiping Luna’s rump clean. “Well poppet, I’ll give you a choice,” she began to explain, “you can keep wearing pull-ups and keep having your little accidents and we can keep having these little chats about how you couldn’t make it to the potty.” Luna winced at the words weighed by guilt. “Or,” Phosphor added at the end, “I can put you in diapers and you can do whatever you want in them.”

Luna’s ears perked up at the proposition as she raised her head. “Diapers?”

“Yes poppet,” Phosphor answered, “but I must warn you, if you choose to wear diapers, I won’t be letting you use the potty anymore.”

Luna paused, laying her head back down on the table. She stared up at the ceiling and mulled over the choices.

Pull-ups seemed to be the obvious choice. Her brain instantly jumped to that conclusion in a matter of seconds. But there was something that felt right about diapers, almost as if she was meant to be in them. Pull-ups had their added luggage of responsibility and the embarrassing ordeal of having to tell her babysitter that she needed to use the potty. Diapers seemed more innocent in a strange way. They seemed more fitting.

“I-I would like a diaper please,” Luna said, only she lacked that surge of regret that usually accompanied her choices.

“Very well,” Phosphor answered as her horn began to glow.

A diaper floated out from the changing table shelves. The thick padding had little blue moons etched on it’s pale blue surface. Luna couldn’t take her eyes off of it, her eyes growing wide with anticipation. She couldn’t help but gasp a tiny, happy gasp as her legs were lifted into the air. The diaper was slid underneath, teasing her freshly cleaned rump with its ever so soft cushion. A bit of powder was all Phosphor needed to complete the change and the new diaper was pulled up snuggling between Luna’s legs.

Luna snapped out of her pleasure induced trance shortly after Phosphor placed her back down on the ground. It was strange really. The diaper changes seemed so much longer when she watched Celestia go through it. Now witnessing it first hand, the fantasy glow was over in seconds.

A sense of fulfillment fluttered in Luna’s chest as the pillowy softness of the diaper caressed her lower half ever so gently. The padding was noticeably thicker than her pull-ups, likely more absorbent as well. Every slight movement she made was accompanied by a loud, plastic crinkle from which she found even more happiness flutter about. She now had a very noticeable waddle in her gait. Every step she took brought forth a ribbon of crinkles. Her legs bowed out to cope with the extra cushion.

She barely felt it when she plopped down next to Celestia. She levitated over a pillowy mound that kept her rump off the ground an inch or two. She wiggled a few involuntary wiggles before settling back down in playtime.

Celestia seemed rather tickled to have her big sister in a diaper just as thick as hers. “Paddy,” was all the smiling foal bothered to say.

“Yeah,” Luna smiled big, “I’m wearing a diaper too.” And with that the two reentered their playtime imaginations.

Some time passed before Luna was suddenly stopped by a sense of fullness in her bowels. It was strange to feel the need to go so much and so soon. She couldn’t possibly need to go that much already, could she?

At first she tried to brush the pressure aside, but it wasn’t merely a bit of gas that she could wait for her second wind. She actually really needed to go already.

Without thinking, she assumed the position, knees bent, hunched over, and crouching. Her diaper crinkled and shifted with every move she made to remind her she wasn’t going at this infantile deed alone.

She once again echoed her sister’s body language from before, this time it was almost a mirror copy. Loud grunts slipped out of her mouth only a couple times before a firm mess slid into the waiting diaper. The diaper bulged, making room for the hefty mess that was entering it’s soft padded shell. As if following her bowels’ lead, Luna’s bladder joined in as well, tinting the front of the diaper yellow.

It was over in a matter of minutes, but to Luna it felt like hours. All throughout her babyish diaper filling, the blue alicorn wore a big smile on her face. Sensations of satisfaction, contentness, bliss, and relief all vibrated through her body like little lightning bolts.

She’d done it. She messed her diaper. Such a simple task made her feel like she accomplished some sort of huge undertaking. She’d made it. She had to touch the lumpy mess just to prove to herself that she actually did it. And she was happy about it.

Luna slowly lowered her diapered rump back down onto the nursery floor. The big mess inside her diaper squished and smushed, spreading out from the center. She took a moment to take it all in. Something about this felt right. She was glad she messed her diapers.

Loud sniffing suddenly could be heard, pulling Luna back to reality. With blushing cheeks she shyly looked up at Phosphor who now stood over the two ponies with a knowing glare.

“Luna?” Phosphor raised an eyebrow, “need a change already?”

“I-I’m sorry! I-It just sort of...happened,”

“Don’t fret, poppet. That’s what diapers are for.”

Luna smiled shyly feeling a little better about her little ‘accident’. Without warning her body suddenly began to glow blue before lifting up into the air. Phosphor carefully guided the diapered pony back to the changing table, ever so gently placing her on it’s padded top.

“Now just lay back and relax,” Phosphor consoled, ripping off one of the diaper’s tapes. “I’ll have your diaper changed in a jiffy. You won’t have to worry about a thing...”

Luna smiled at the reassurance. She leaned back, resting her head, and stared up at the ceiling. The ceiling looked so nice today.

Chapter Ten: Crossing Over

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Luna closed her eyes as she readied herself to take in the rush of wonderful sensations that came with a diaper change. She prepared for the brush of cold air when the diaper was opened up, the happy shivers from the scented wipes, the gentle tickling of the baby powder, and even the satisfaction of a fresh, dry diaper. She laid there prepared, practically shaking in anticipation with the biggest smile on her face.

Unfortunately the tidal wave of sensations didn’t come. Luna waited and then she waited and then she waited a little bit more just to make extra sure. Puzzled, she opened her eyes.

She suddenly found herself, not in the nursery with Phosphor and Celestia, but in a black void with no one. She was floating, unable to feel anything.

A long forgotten memory stirred awake now that she was in this empty space. This void was familiar, she knew this. This was the dreamscape between dreams. Somehow she had fallen out of the dream. That could only mean Celestia woke up.

The void dropped out of existence and Luna quickly returned to the waking world. She opened her tired eyes, suddenly recalling the feel of her old bed and the sensations of her old bedroom. She was back.

“Princess Luna!” Twilight exclaimed, a look of panic and excitement surging through the young pony’s body. “I’m so relieved you’re awake.”

In the background of it all, the sound of faraway crying could be heard slowly surging to the front of Luna’s mind. The crying resembled one of a foal’s, but sounded much lower like it was coming from a grown pony.

“Is that...Celestia?” Luna asked, tilting her ears toward the noise.

“That’s why I came to wake you,” Twilight added, “Princess Celestia woke up a few minutes ago and...”

“And?”

“She was crying for you. Crying for her big sister,”

“Oh...” Luna simply said, unable to completely comprehend it all. “Well I guess I should go talk to her then,” she added, gripping her bedsheets to fling them aside.

Twilight stopped her by continuing. “Th-there’s another thing about Celestia, Princess Luna...”

“Yeah?”

“Well, when I went in to check on her I noticed she was uhm...wet.”

“She wet the bed?”

“She wet her diaper, Princess Luna,” Twilight blushed a tiny bit, not all too proud that she bothered to figure that out.

“I didn’t think she was wearing a diaper.”

“She’s wearing one now,” Twilight paused, “do you know where it came from?”

Luna let out a puzzled sigh. “Sorry, young Twilight,” she said as she flung her bed sheets off and climbed out of bed. “I don’t know the answer to that...”

Twilight froze, ramrod. “You’re in a diaper too?!” The purple pony exclaimed.

Luna’s head snapped backwards in shock, her eyes locked onto the bulging padding that hugged her waist. “I...I don’t remember...” Luna was lost for words, “there was the dream but...”

“Princess Luna?”

“I’ll try to see if I can calm Celestia down,” Luna quickly answered, scurrying out of the room. The diaper between her legs caused her to waddle. Every bow legged step led her closer to her sister’s whaling.

The walk gave her waking mind plenty of time to brainstorm and wonder why Celestia was crying. Maybe she was hurt or injured. Perhaps something terrible had happened to her in the dream.

Or perhaps, a suggestion stirring from the back of Luna’s mind, perhaps she just needed a diaper change.