The Padded Shapes of Nightmare

The Padded Shapes of Nightmare
By Scribe Feather

✶✶Chapter Five✶✶

Once again Rarity found herself teleporting to the Canterlot throne room. The guards had long since been reassigned to other parts of the castle, most of them now attending nursery school as per Nightmare Rarity’s orders. The mess involving Evening Sky and, her favorite plushie in the whole world, Lucky Shield had long since been cleaned up from the end of the hall, leaving the rest of the room in its usual pristine order.

Rarity now stood at the edge of Celestia’s red throne, one of two seats that dominated this end of the long, marble covered hall. Before her stretched a regal, red carpet, lined on both sides by thick, marble columns. The early morning sun was filtering through the tall glass windows that bordered the long walls of the room as if marking the beginning of a new era.

Nightmare Rarity took in a deep breath of air and let it out in one big, boastful sigh. Success! Victory! Her plan had finally come to fruition! She then lowered herself onto Celestia’s throne, grinning widely at her latest victory. An entire kingdom under her rule. She gave her diaper a celebratory pat for a job well done.

“Quite the accomplishment! Wouldn’t you agree, Celestia?” She looked down at the white diaper between her legs. The sun shaped cutie mark could be partly seen with the rest of it curving up to her backside. “Even you would have to agree that I’ve utilized my resources quite efficiently.”

She leaned back in her seat, propping her head against the red velvet backboard of the throne. She grinned to herself as she recollected everything she had accomplished. She thought back to that fateful night when the four princesses buckled under her strength. She recalled the looks of terror and fear on the princesses faces as her magic twisted them into nothing more than giant baby diapers. She relished in all those who had fallen under her power. They certainly wouldn’t be the last.

She then placed a hoof on top of her cushioned crotch, giving a little rub as she reminisced further. Armed with her newly transformed diapers, she was able to accomplish so much and indulge in her most lewdish desires along the way. A power of ruling she never thought possible before, but now could never live without.

“This calls for a celebration!” she loudly proclaimed as she leaned a bit forward in her seat.

Her thighs slowly spread apart as urine spread through the white diaper. She could feel the entire thing swell underneath her. Savoring every second, she slowly opened her eyes, peering down at the diaper as a yellowness slowly enveloped its lower half. Her eyes gleamed with intense pleasure. Power and control.

“Ahhh, excellent,” Rarity said with satisfaction as she looked back down at the yellowing diaper. “Well your highness, I am happy to see how absorbent you are. So eager to swell!” She chuckled, giving the soggy diaper a happy pat. “Ah, but how could we forget that your sister held much more when she was used. It’d be a crime not to utilize you all the way!”

With that said Rarity climbed up to her feet, squatting down over the royal seat as her eyes closed. She grunted as her stomach tightened in anticipation. After only a short while, a large load began to push out into the back of the diaper, ballooning out Celestia’s cutie mark print as the soggy padding crinkled and shifted to make room. The semi-firm mess smoothed out any crease in the diaper’s look, bulging out with an unusually massive bulk.

While Rarity soiled herself, something that many would argue being one of the most infantile things one can do, she found sinister pride in it all. Even as her diaper filled with a smelly muck, she happily reminded herself where she was doing it and who she was doing it to. The childish act was looked at as an act of power and superiority and Rarity was more than happy to make a mess of things if it meant domination over the last of the princesses.

Once finished, Rarity took in a big breath of air, wearing the biggest evil grin on her face. She had won. Rather forcefully, she then plopped her squishy bottom onto the throne, moaning loudly as she did. Her body shivered with pleasure as her fresh mess squished and spread all throughout the diaper. Her legs wiggled and the rest of her body tingled with pleasure.

“Wonderful!” she proclaimed, bouncing a couple times on top of the mucky mush that culminated inside her diaper. She even squeezed her back legs together tightly to compress and decompress the diaper. “Such a full diaper!”

A hoof lowered itself on top of her thickly diapered front. She pressed her hoof deep into the swollen gels of the diaper, wedging it deep into her moist sex before slowly releasing it. She then gave it another press, this time squeezing her thighs together to force her hoof even deeper into the diaper. After a few more squeezes, her hoof began to rub deep into the warm diaper’s plastic shell.

She started to bounce on the throne, her hoof digging deeper into her urine soaked diaper crotch. Occasionally she would reach far back to the lumpy rear of the diaper to press and mold the clay like muck farther up her front. Moans echoed off the room’s walls as crinkles and squishes accommodated the naughty deed.

A rhythm was found amongst Nightmare Rarity’s rubs, moans, and bounces. Her back legs wiggled in the air as she balanced on her lower back to have full access to the very back of her diaper. Her panting became heavy, quickly matching the beat of her methodical diaper rubs. The discolorations on the diaper only seemed to grow larger as she mushed and molded the saturated gels inside its plastic shell with each lustful grind.

The pacing quickened as Rarity’s panting became heavier and louder. Her tongue dangled from her mouth as mounting ecstasy chided her on. Her hoof dug in deeper, smushing the bulk of the diaper about as her moist pussy burned with mounting pleasure.

Finally her hooves dug into the diaper one last time, pressing into the urine soaked gels as deep as they would go. The final push over the hill sent her body shivering with intense pleasure as a quick breath of air was hastily sucked into her wide open mouth. A loud, drawn out moan, followed by some hasty panting was all the diapered unicorn could manage as her body shook and her legs wiggled in the air.

Seconds after her orgasm, her tense body became lax and drooped over the edges of the throne. A series of gasps and pants was all she could manage for now. A devilishly happy smile hung on her face as she peered down at the heavily soiled diaper.

“No need to thank me, Celestia,” she chuckled, still a little shaken up from the intense climax, “you’ve performed your duties admirably.”

She spent the next few minutes lazily lounging across the throne, her limbs splayed out every which way as she reveled in the afterglow. Eventually however she pulled herself together and sat up in her royal throne. Her horn began to glow as a simple summoning spell was cast.

In a flash, a guard pony appeared before the throne. His usual golden armor covered most of his pale blue body, but the real life of the party was the large white diaper that was taped around his rump. The diaper was completely white and plain in design save for a single glowing blue diamond on its backside.

The stallion was clearly caught off guard by the sudden teleportation, but that was quickly hidden as best as he could when he snapped to attention. “Y-yes, your highness,“ he stammered over his words, something rather unusual for a guard with his training.

Rarity leaned forward in her seat, shamelessly flaunting her diaper as she gave it a few deep and sensual rubs. “Thank you for showing up so soon,” she grinned, shifting a bit to further squish the messy diaper about, “give me a status update. How has my new agenda taken hold?”

“All th-the guards have dressed in their new uniforms. Just as you ordered.”

“Excellent,” Rarity smiled before having a good laugh, “and what of Canterlot?”

“Security details are being sent out as we speak, your highness,” “new uniforms for the city’s denizens have already be distributed, but there are a few who have resisted the treatment. Some of them are even rebelling against the new mandate.”

“Is that so?” Rarity answered as she idly rubbed a hoof across her diaper’s swollen crotch. “I may have to pay them a personal visit.” She grinned at the thought and shamelessly played with her diaper a little more because of it. A fair amount of time passed before she even bothered looking up and noticed that the guard had something else to add. “Was there anything else?”

“Uhm...Permission to speak freely, your highness?” the guard meekly asked.

Rarity sighed, “granted.”

“Forgive me, princess, but,” he was clearly a little uneasy about what he was about to say. He fidgeted in place for a tiny bit, squeezed his back thighs together, before finally speaking. “I...can’t help but sympathize with those remaining few citizens.”

Rarity leaned forward in her seat a bit as she raised a stern eyebrow. “What?”

“I don’t mean to offend, your highness. It’s just that...I’m not so sure I even need to wear diapers. Not all the time at least. Sometimes...I think I could do without even.”

“Do you not like your diapers?” Rarity leaned forward even more, her puzzled expression morphing into a scowl of disappointment. “Hm, no matter. A little adjustment and you’ll be ready to serve.”

Her horn sprang to life as a light blue aura encompassed the black appendage. The diamond shaped symbol on the back of the guard’s diaper lit up in response, lighting up his backside with its blue glow.

The guard cringed, lowering his head in pain as he was suddenly bewildered by a pulsing migraine. The diaper felt like it was tightening up around him, constricting its pillowy soft interior around him ever so slightly. The pressure in his head only lasted for a minute or two, just enough for his vision to blur slightly.

Finally the pain subsided, releasing both his mind and his lower waist. As quickly as it appeared, all of the guard’s sudden pain disappeared. The glowing diamond on his diaper dimmed shortly after, reverting to its previous state.

“Now then,” Nightmare Rarity smirked, shifting a bit in her seat which inadvertently squished the mess inside the diaper about, “how do you feel about the new uniforms?”

The guard’s eyes snapped forward, staring Rarity straight in the eye. “They’re perfect, your highness,” he answered without hesitation, “everyone deserves to wear diapers as thick and soft as this one!”

“That’s what I thought,” Rarity grinned before leaning back. “You may leave,” she said with a wave of her hoof, “have the captain gather a list of those few who have been...difficult to please.” She paused for effect, glancing down at her diaper, “I’ll be sure to see to them personally.”

“Right away, your highness,” the guard said before bowing and quickly waddling out of the room.

Rarity leaned back with a triumphant smile on her face. She proudly gazed upon the throne room. HER throne room.

“Oh yes,” she quietly laughed as a hoof rubbed the Celestia diaper, “I’ll make sure they all see...”