The Haunted Padded Mansion

by Foal Star

Rating: teen
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Adventure, Random
Length: 14222

Two Royal Guards stumbled onto a dark errie mansion; unaware of the fact that it really is a foalish trap.

One spooky Nightmares Night, Creaky Mail and Mail Opener two clumsy royal guards were ordered to go to a strange mansion for a party set up by Princess Luna. But in reality, the mansion is filled with foalish challenges.

On entering the mansion the two guards become trapped in diapers, and are forced to accomplish the embarrassing challenges in hopes of escaping. This will be their ultimate test to see if they're guards or foals.

Cover Artist Mix-up

Co-writer: Mix-up

Published 2017-11-07 01:20:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-02-19 01:37:26 UTC

Prolouge: Is this a Prank?

On the night of Nightmare’s night, the one night of the year when all matter of ghost, ghouls and other matter ghastly creatures roam in the sparsely lighted streets of cities and towns. The one night of the year where Princess Luna reverts back into the Evil Nightmare Moon and comes to this world, seeking tributes from the foals to placate her hunger for gobbling up foals. The one night of the year their foals must dress up in all manner of costumes, from the ghoulish to fantastic creatures to stay unseen from the Nightmare’s gaze and seek out sweet tributes from their neighboring households, to present it to the Nightmare’s alter later that night. The one night, the one night of the year were foals are allowed to eat as much candy as they want, and the one time of the year dentists see their profits increase in treating cavities. On that night of all nights, two royal guards were walking together down a misty old road in Canterlot. They were the only two souls walking down the seemingly vacant and dark street with only Luna’s moon illuminating the sky. The straggling stallion on the left side was named Creaky Mail, a unicorn with a dark blue coat, a simple spyglass for a cutie mark, with silver tinted armor and golden eyes with a wavy black mane and tail with all four knees shaking. As Creaky stumbled down the path alongside his companion, who happens to be his brother. His name was Mail Opener wearing the same silver tinted armor as his sibling but he had a light blue coat instead, a letter opener for a cutie mark, but he keeps telling everypony that it’s actually a sword, with proud dark green eyes and a short navy blue mane and tail. Creaky Mail was shaking all over going down the dark alley and asked in a quivering tone, “so..are we close to the the...haunted mansion?”

Mail Opener rolled his eyes, walking right by his brother ‘you have got to be kidding me he’s already scared, he thought to himself. Creaky better not screw up this party. If I ever want a chance to be a real royal guard I need to make a good impression for Princess Luna, he internally muttered to himself.

The Pegasus who was proudly strolling down the road grumbled in an irritated tone, “Calm down little bro, we’re almost at the party. Besides what are you freaking out for? You’ve done dozens of patrols at night before.”

Creaky squeaked hearing a rat scutter across the alleyway, then his brother burst into fits of laughter of his sibling’s jitteriness. The younger brother groaned seeing the rat burrowing under some trash bags and swore. ‘Just wonderful’ he sighed to himself, i’m already being spooked out by rats and we haven’t even reached the party yet! The unicorn turned to his brother, still laughing at his expense, and gave a long exasperated sigh then protested, “oh come on! I'm not scared of the dark! You know I never liked Nightmares night!”

Mail opener scoffed, “oh yeah keep forgetting you're a scaredy cat. Every year I had to go out and trick-or-treat with two bags and had to get candy for both of us.”

Idly buffing his forehoof Creaky stomped a hoof and grunted. “So what? I helped you get into working at Canterlot castle so my debt is paid.”

The older brother grumbled, “I should've been the royal guard and you the clerk. You never did have a backbone.” Creaky stuck his tongue out when his big brother turned his back.”Oh yeah, well, at least I didn’t fail the qualifying test to get into the Royal Guard and had to ask me to get our uncle pull some strings to get you in.”

Mail Opener grunted gnashing his teeth. “So what? Doesn’t mean anything.”

His brother laughed, “are you kidding? We got our cutie marks for a reason even though mom always thought you were supposed to be a guard and me the clerk. Clearly our cutie marks had different paths for us.”

The Pegasus threw his mane back and grumbled, “ I think our cutie marks should be swapped.”

Mail Opener’s younger brother coughed and, spoke in nasal, exaggerated tone, “now, now Maily you became a clerk for a reason it’s a lovely job and keeps you out of trouble. Now stop pestering your brother or you’ll be in your room for the rest of the night.”’

The Pegasus started burst out in laughter momentarily forgetting his gripes, and thinking of all the times his brother would impersonate their mother as foals. I’ll never figure out does he do that. He then turned to his younger brother and laughed, “I never got over your impressions of mom. But it was always you who started our fights.”

Creaky nagged his brother again, “what are you saying? That you never started a single fight when we were foals?”

Mail Opener growled looking his brother over. “Creaky, don’t start before I pound you into next week.”

Creaky Mail jumped around his brother, “oh what you think I can’t take you on?”

Mail Opener smirked and pressed his hoof into his brother’s muzzle, “you barely passed the qualifications to be a guard, and from what I heard, you’re a terrible guard. I can take you own one hoof behind my back.”

Creaky Mail gnashed his teeth and shouted, “oh yeah!? What about you! I heard you screwed up the inventory dozens of times! You’re no better at your job then me!”

Mail Opener threw his brother on the ground, and the two siblings started an impromptu brawling and kicking and bashing each other, until they fell down a set of steps into a pile of dust billowing around them. Agreeing to unsaid truce with each other, The two gagged and groaned standing up on their hooves gasping at a large chilling mansion. The eerie place was shrouded in a thick fog with the wood rotting, and the windows boarded up. The front doors were covered in thick cobwebs. The whole place was quiet as a graveyard with only a chilling wind blowing through the streets. Creaky was shivering with his horn shooting sparks. The frightened stallion was the first to squeak. “Why of all places did Princess Luna want to host the Nightmares Night party here in the middle of nowhere!? I mean the Canterlot Castle has plenty of large empty rooms for that, so why here anyway?”

Mail Opener laughed at the face of the mansion, “because she pretty much invented Nightmares Night, if you didn’t guess that already stupid! That’s exactly the kind of stuff she likes. Come on, this is the best place for Nightmares night party. Just look how spooky it is!”

Creaky was looking at the mansion with wide surprised eyes. “I...I can’t believe we have to go in there…”

The unicorn shook his head and shouted, “no, I can’t tell Luna I was sick!”

He started to run off in the other direction, but Mail Opener grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and dragged him towards to the mansion. “There’s no way your weaseling out of this, you’re a royal guard and princess Luna was clear this party was mandatory for the entire guard. So, pony up now don’t you!”

They went up the old creaky steps and the two stallions went inside the creepy mansion, opening the old creaking doors, and entered what was a empty and completely dilapidated parlor. Then as they both looked around the ominous cobwebbed reception area, Mail Opener shouted for attention, “anypony home!”

Just then the doors behind them sealed shut themselves and both stallions jumped back in fright at the clapping sound and when something suddenly poofed around their rumps. They then both squeaked turning their head over their backs and gazed upon thick white diapers taped snugly around their rumps.

Mail Opener was the first to try to take his diaper off, tugging at it with his teeth. Creaky went plopped onto his rump, and tried un-tapeing the tabs on his diaper with his weak magic, but no matter what the tabs stuck to the plastic of his diaper. Creaky shouted in frustration and threw his hooves in the air. “Darn it, these diapers must be enchanted!”

Mail Opener grunted still tugging at his own padding. “We need to find something to get these things off! There’s no way Princess Luna can see us in them!”

His younger brother squeaked jumping onto his hooves. “Let’s get out of here then! clearly this is some stupid prank.”

Creaky then waddled over to the doors, with each step making annoying crinkly noises and tugged at the doors with all of his might, but they were closed shut. The unicorn shouted and bucked them, making the heavy doors shutter for good measure. “Oh come on, let us out!”

Mail Opener was now getting nervous and sat up and stammered, “alright haha very funny, you padded us up! you can all come out now!”

Nothing answered, as the two both turned their attention the dark shadowy hallway. Creaky lit his horn and illuminated the darkness. But the hallway was empty, no doors or windows with the ground covered in old cobwebs and piles of dust. Creaky Mail gulped and was shivering as he stammered, “look, i'm not sure if we should k-ke-keep going let’s try opening th-the-the door together.”

Mail Opener was now examining the hallway illuminated by his brother’s horn and exclaimed, “I think you’re right, let’s at least find something to tear these diapers apart then break down the door.”

Creaky sighed, shifting his rump around, hearing the embarrassing crinkles echoing throughout the hall. “Alright, looks like we don’t have a choice. But, let’s be cautious, there has to be more to this mansion then what meets the eye.” The two gulped and started to walk down the hallway with their fat poofy rumps crinkling alongside them. Their movements were now exaggerated with the diapers making the stallions waddle with the weight of the diaper shifting side to side with the rhythm of their hoofsteps. Then they came to the end of the hallway and Mail Opener grunted, “great nothing what do we-”

Before he could finish the floor beneath their hooves disappeared, and the two suddenly fell into a gaping black abyss.

Chapter 1: Weaving Booties

Both stallions screamed clinging together, as they fell through what seemed a never ending darkness, until they suddenly plopped onto something soft, and pillowy with a cloud of foal powder bellowing from their diapers. Creaky coughed and gagged waving his hooves wildly, “Dear Celestia! Where did all this foal powder come from!?”

Mail Opener was wheezing and flapping his wings trying to disperse the cloud. “Gosh, even our mom wouldn’t put this much foal powder on us!”

Eventually the cloud dispersed and the stallions rubbed their eyes and their mouths went agape at what they saw. Large dark blue bars now surrounded the two brothers like a jail cell. The pegasus whispered with fear in his tone,”what is this? A prison of some sort?”

Creaky Mail bounced on the light blue mattress underneath their rumps and whispered, “I don’t think so...this seems more like a bed.”

Then the unicorn was shocked as he stared down in terror at the front of his diaper that was now stained yellow. He gulped as he thought did I pee in my diaper!? The unicorn poked his diaper curiously hearing the plastic squish beneath his hoof he shrieked, “What in the hay is going on!”

Mail Opener who was starting to look down at his own diaper groaned in disgust, seeing it was now lumpy and brown, sagging underneath him from what awkwardly felt like a fresh poop. The pegasus was stunned, unable to speak just staring at the disgusting messy diaper now underneath his rump, This has to be apart of the prank! I would never do this on purpose! He looked into thedarkness above his head, and shouted into the shadows, “alright! who did this! come on this isn't funny anymore!”

Then they both heard something clicking coming towards them. The stallions could only hug each other and cower in fear as the creature’s clicking came closer from the darkness above. Then the monstrosity finally came into view revealing itself, as a giant spider! But the stallions instead of screaming just eyed the creature with confused looks. The spider was pink in color with a baby bottle printed on it’s abdomen. Creaky whispered in disbelief, “what kind of spider is that?”

Mail Opener shook his head unable to comprehend what he was seeing. “I...I have no idea. This must be something enchanted or from a different dimension.”

She then picked the two up within her eight legs and started weaving silk around them. The stallions squirmed trying to break free of the webbing. But the two were held tight within its embrace, Creaky shouted “don’t worry brother i’ll break us out!”

His horn then began to glow, but the spider placed a silver magic null ring on his horn. She then scolded him like a mother to a child, “now, now Creaky no magic for you. I don't want you getting any booboos.”

The motherly spider hummed starting spinning a soft blue cloth around the two stallions, and in mere moments the armor they were wearing morphed into two cute blue foal footed sleepers, with teddy bears printed all over the fabric. Mail Opener tried moving his wings grunting, “my wings! the stupid sleeper covered my wings!”

Creaky tried using his magic with only sparks sputtering from his horn and groaned, “my magic is useless!”

The giant spider slowly placed the two stallions into the crib and cooed, “calm down my little colts, I think I know what you two fussy foals want.”

Mail Opener shouted, “we want to be out of these stupid foal clothes! That’s what we want!”

The motherly spider just gave them a demeaning smile, as she produced two foal bottles out of nowhere, “now how can foals know what they want, silly goose.”

The pink arachnid pushed its abdomen into one of the bottles filling the glass bottle up with steaming creamy milk like a machine.

Creaky squeaked, “what in the hay kind of spider are you!?

“I’m a nanny spider sweetie. I’m from a land where scary things are all cute and cuddly like the padded dragons, and mama wolves.”

When the bottle was full the she took it and placed a large amber nipple over the top and screwed it on tight. She then set the bottle inside the crib and produced another foal bottle and started filling it with warm milk as well. Mail Opener gulped as he thought oh my Celestia are those for us! and shouted, “hey! We don’t drink formula from bottles!”

The spider looked up with a laugh and explained in a patronizing tone, “ oh sweetie, what else am I going to feed you and your brother.”

Creaky Mail gulped and whimpered,”bu...but we...were not hungry.”

The Spider chuckled as she screwed another amber nipple on the second bottle.”Now you two aren’t leaving until you finish your babas.”

They both were going to protest, but the bottles were promptly placed into their mouths. The stallions then tried squirming and spitting them out but the spider held fast, making sure the bottles stayed in place. So without a choice, the stallions started suckling the creamy milk unable to talk or even move. Mail Opener groaned as he kicked about feeling his rump touching the fresh warm mess groaning with every kick or little movement he made. “What in the hay is going on! Im sure that this is just some stupid practical joke, but this has gone way too far! I don’t care if Princess Luna set this up! When I get out of this i’m going to give whoever did this to me a piece of my mind!”

Creaky Mail was groaning suckling his foal bottle as he thought just great...this is just great..drinking a foal bottle by a giant pink spider this has to be some crazy dream!

The stallions stopped struggling and just suckled their bottles glaring at the spider for quite some time. Eventually, they both started to feel nauseous by how much milk they drank. Creaky held a hoof up gently and the bottle was removed with a pop and the spider cooed, “what is it sweetie?”

He garbled, “Umm...mrs.spider i'm really full can you please stop.”

She laughed, “Sorry sweetie I need to make sure I fill you up, but I can give you a break. ”

Creaky sighed falling back down onto the soft padding taking a breather, then when he looked back up he saw the spider with his bottle underneath her refilling it as he cried, “what are you doing!?

The spider looked up with apologetic look and explained gently,”sorry, but I let you have a break and that means I have to give you a bit more to make up for lost time.”

Creaky squealed as the bottle was placed back into his mouth. Mail Opener groaned looking at his brother great if I can’t hold this down, she’ll just give us more! what kind of prank is this!”

Mail Opener with a sudden urge grunted as he involuntarily messed his diaper more and started to whimper, but he kicked his legs about, letting the mess mush about in his padding. The spider just giggled, “oh don’t worry deary you’ll get changed once you finish your baba unless you want a break?”

Mail Opener shook his head “no” rapidly, there’s no way she’s going to give me more milk and the spider gave him a smile. “Alright well you're almost done anyways come on finish up.”

Mail Opener did his best to suckled out the last of the milk from the bottle, as it was then removed with a pop.Then he gave a loud belch and turned to see his brother still chugging his bottle away and then shouted to him, “ come on hurry up!”

Creaky turned to him with a glare at his brother and gulped down the rest of the milk and his own bottle was removed with a loud “pop” and he gave his own loud belch followed by an audible hisss down his nethers. The spider cooed, “congratulations on finishing your babas, now it’s time for diapee changes.”

They both squeaked as she unzipped their footie pajamas and the stallions gasped at the sight of their diapers. Both diapers were stained brown and yellow sagging beneath their rumps. She gingerly took both stallions and with her eight legs changed them both simultaneously in removing their padding then wiping them both down until their rumps were squeaky clean.

The two sighed in relief seeing the diapers removed and Creaky kicked about laughing “we did it! This stupid prank is over!”

Mail Opener sighed “yeah thank Celestia, I just hope nopony saw our disgusting diapers.”

But then all of a sudden, the spider started powdering their rumps thoroughly then went on strapping them into new diapers. This time, Mail Opener was now in a giant pink diaper with frills and as for Creaky, he was now wearing a blue colored diaper with yellow duckies printed all over it . The pink spider didn't stop there, soon she then preceded in taking off their sleepers and started dressing them up in new outfits. The stallions had barely anytime to recover as she opened a door cooing, “alright cuties it’s playtime!” and pushed the stallions through a door.

Chapter 2: A padded nursery

The stallions were still blinking confusedly as they tried to regain their thoughts until they started to look each other over and gasping at the outfits they were currently in. Creaky started laughing seeing his brother was now finding himself in a pink frilly dress, complete with bubble poofy sleeves and a pink ribbon tied around his belly, a oversized pink frilly diaper poofing from his backend, and to crown his humiliation a oversized frilly pink foal’s bonnet with white frills decorating the edges.

Mail Opener scoffed, “look at you sailor.”

Creaky got up smirking as he turned towards a mirror. “Oh it can’t be as bad…”

But his mouth went agape as he saw his reflection. He was now in a oversized white toddler’s sailor suit complete with a blue handkerchief tied around his neck, and a poofy white brimmed hat with a cute blue anchor printed on it. He groaned turning his rump seeing the embarrassing poof blue diaper with yellow duckies printed all over the back.

Creaky looked back at his brother still smirking “eh, not as embarrassing as your outfit.”

Mail Opener growled and shouted “oh that’s it!”

As is habitually the case for any of their sibling quarrels. He then threw himself onto his younger brother both landing on the floor rolling around amidst loud crinkling noises and clouds of foal powder. Eventually, Creaky got on top of his brother pressing his padded butt onto his face and smirked, “you surrender?”

The older stallion smacked his brother’s padded butt and wheezed,”yes now get off!”

Creaky got off his brother’s face and helped him back onto his hooves when he grumbled,”alright let’s find away out of this stupid place before I lose my mind.”

Creaky Mail nodded in agreement. “I’m with you brother, but we need to get our surroundings and find out where we are.”

They both turned seeing that they were now in a nursery filled with stuffed animals, and with toys littering the ground. Both just gazed at the room with confused looks. It was a nursery, but everything was much bigger, made more for ponies their size. Then they turned their attentions to the dolls, and stuffed animals who suddenly animated in life started getting up. All the toys had leering red in their eyes and began to crawl towards the stallions. Without even thinking about it] the two instinctively stepped back with their diapers crinkling behind them. Creaky squealed in terror, “ Mail Opener! do something!”

Mail Opener shouted in response,“I...I can’t this stupid dress covered my wings!” As he tried to open his wings but they were sealed under a layer of fabric. The sinister looking dolls were now almost upon the horrified stallions until a rocking horse popped out of nowhere landing in front of the stallions. Come on sailor hop on!”

Both stallions stunned turned to the old white wooden horse. Creaky gave it a suspicious look. “Wait who are you?”

“No time to explain, Sailor hop on, sissy here you play with the dolls and keep them busy.” The rocking horse shouted back.

Mail opener scoffed putting hooves on his padded hips and pouted. “Who the buck your calling sissy!”

Creaky jumped onto the rocking horse and ordered, “stop shouting and play with them, you played with dolls before.”

His brother blushing thought back to when he was a colt interested in playing with some of his mother's old dolls and mumbled, “it was one time, and I was five.”

But the rocking horse went off with a loud neigh, as Mail Opener gulped and turned his attention back to the evil dolls that were still crawling towards him and stammered, “uh..hey...who wants to play?”

Suddenly, the dolls all stopped for a moment looking at each other as if silently debating with each other in their tracks and smiled at him. Mail Opener sighed in relief well that wasn’t too bad now I just need to keep these dolls distracted. Going full on into the role, The stallion then hugged a teddy and cooed,”alright how about we play tea party?”

The toys all nodded in unison, as the stallion gulped clutching the teddy bear tight in his hooves, muttering to himself “right playing with creepy dolls in a pink frilly dress, what else is going to happen tonight?”

He slowly waddled over to a pink plastic table with pink plastic cups and a tea pot. He sat down in one of the plastic seats with a loud plop as dolls and stuffed animals started to take their seats around him. The stallion started pouring out invisible tea for each toy and they all began sipping their cups. He gazed at the dolls with fearful look these things look as if they jumped out of a horror book, I hate creepy dolls!, But he just gave the dolls a smile and asked politely,“do you like your tea?”

They all glared at him again as he squeaked wait what did I do wrong? Creaky still rocking on the horse shouted “come on act like a filly! you can do it!”

Mail opener gulped turning to the toys and gave them a smile. “Um...I meant the tea is super delicious huh?!”

The toys all smiled at the response and nodded in unison. The sissyfied stallion gave them a cheesy smile as he drank his invisible tea. ‘i'm so glad nopony can see me doing this’ he thought to himself.

All the while Creaky was rocking his wooden horse and asked,”so how do we get out of here?”

the rocking horse explained,”we need to find the key come on i’ll show you.”

They went across the nursery coming upon a jumble of large jigsaw puzzle pieces. The rocking horse then replied, “you have to do the puzzle, and hurry up who knows how long your brother can last holding off the dolls.”

He jumped off the rocking horse waddling to the puzzle “so if I do the puzzle then we can leave? is that right?”

The rocking horse shouted “yes now hurry up!”

The stallion plopped on his diaper with a poof of foal powder and got to work with the puzzle trying to put the pieces together. “Oh thank Celestia! Im amazing at this!” As he started to put the pieces together.

Holding at bay, Mail Opener was acting like a little filly while his younger brother worked on the puzzle bouncing in his seat chatting at the dolls about how he loves dresses and the color pink. Good thing i'm finally putting those stupid acting classes from when I was a foal to good use.

He was continuing with his yammering about his pink frilly dress when the toys started glaring at him again as he gulped, “uh what...what’s wrong?”

He then thought they could be just bored need to change things up. He turned his attention to see small doll dresses scattered throughout the room and cooed quite convincingly,”oh how about we play dress up!”

In unison, the dolls all smiled at him again and he bounced off towards the doll dresses and started to dress up the teddies and dolls making the toys smile. The stallion started giggling, “oh you're all going to look so pretty.”

Mail Opener then started brushing some of the dolls manes humming a tune as he screamed in his mind. “Come on little bro hurry up with finding that key! i'm running out of ideas!’

Creaky all the while was working on the puzzle diligently, these things are so easy! I just hope big bro is keeping those creepy dolls busy. Until he fixed the final piece of the puzzle. Creaky smirked at the picture seeing it was a giant folded diaper with a big blue shield printed on the front, “well got to say never made a diaper puzzle before.”

Then with a flash, the puzzle dissapeared leaving behind a giant rubber key. He took it and turned to a door and smirked, “alright just got to get to the door. But what about big bro?”

He turned to him and saw that he was still] playing with the dolls still, all be it his smile looked a lot more panic stricken on him. The rocking horse rocked over to the stallion, “alright you have the key! now you and your brother need to get on my back. I’ll get you two to the next room.”

Creaky gave a nod waddling onto the rocking horse and rocked his way to his brother shouting, “big bro I got a key let's get out of here!”

Mail Opener gave a nod, hopping on, but as soon as he did the dolls all glared at them with nasty looks and without wanting to, he started peeing in his diaper. The stallion gulped and asked nervously, “uh...rocking horse what do I do?”

the horse growled “lead them on! Giggle, bounce be a filly.”

Mail Opener gave a nod right how did I forget just keep acting. The stallion squealed and bounced around in his soggy padding. “Look at me being a silly little filly.”

The dolls started smiling again and began bouncing following the rocking horse. All the while Creaky rocked the toy horse as fast as possible. When all of a sudden his diaper started filling up with a large mess. Mail opener gagged waving a hoof in front of his nose, “oh bro what did you eat!”

The dolls all started to get angry again as Creaky shouted, “Mail im sorry, but please keep acting like a filly!”

The older brother turned again to the evil dolls, shouting in his mind “stupid dolls just leave us alone for crying out loud!’ squealing “Oh come on, let's have a little frilly parade.”

The dolls started to bounce in time with Mail Opener leading the ever closer to the door despite Creaky mail’s diaper smelling up the place. When the trio finally reached the door, Creaky slammed a key in the lock twisting it. The door then swung open and the rocking horse reared up and flung the two screaming stallions into the darkness.

Chapter 3: A Padded Puppet Show

The stallions fell through the darkness tumbling into a treasure chest filled with clown costumes and puppets. They got tangled up as the chest bounced around and spat the two out onto a stage. Mail Opener for his part was now wearing a simple white clown costume with black buttons lining his coat with thick wooden shoes on his hooves, a small white cap now on his head and there was pasty white makeup smeared all over his with strings tied around him trailing into the shadowy ceiling. In his struggles moving around he heard a crinkling sound and turned over to see that his large diaper now had little balloons and it was a lot thicker than the previous diapers he wore, making his waddle even more pronounced. Creaky on the other hoof was above his brother on a catwalk, now stuck in a big colorful pink box wearing the same pasty white makeup with a colorful jester coat of green and pink with a hat of the same motley style. Creaky tried moving but could only hop within the box. He gasped seeing it’s layers of crinkling plastic rippling around him and squeaked in horror, “what in the hay!? is this a diaper!?”

His brother turned to see the monstrous padding and burst into fits of laughter. “Wow where did your legs go!”

Creaky tried to move his legs, but he was only able to bounce around and groaned in annoyance, “you have got to be joking!”

But then they both heard laughter and lights came down on the two stallions revealing that they were on a giant stage with red curtains coming apart, revealing a clown’s face come from the darkness laughing, “welcome to the show! let’s see these two clowns try moving across my stage! They have ten minutes, or they’ll be trapped as toys forever.”

They both turned to look down at the back, hearing a growl only to see the vicious jaws of the toy chest from earlier frantically snapping its mouth with large sharp teeth. The stallions could only stare and helplessly piss themselves with their urine getting easily absorbed into their thick padding. Then, (coming from above their heads) the recognizable sound of a timer beep made them both look up at a big digital clock that started counting down from ten minuets. This only made the stallions panic even more and they tried running for their lives. But Creaky only plopped on his face while Mail Opener on the other hoof got his strings tangled in his frantic flailing making his legs cross over. He then kicked about but nothing happened, as his entire body was held up by those same strings. Mail Opener even tried using his wings, but again they were of no use buried under the fabric of his clown costume and shouted in sheer frustration, “what’s going on! how do I move!”

The levitating sinister clown gave a hideous laugh, “Oh dear, looks like my toys don’t know what to do?” the clown spoke in a mocking tone.

Creaky rolled about building momentum to bounce over seeing the cross handles for his brother and gasped, “Mail opener I have to move you!”

He hopped over grabbing the double cross holder with his teeth, and could at least clumsily started to move his brother along with them. But, the younger stallion only managed to swing him around at first, making his legs move clumsily banging his brother against the curtain and the wall, all the while making the clown roar in laughter at their expense. “Come on, keep it up you two! i'm sure hitting the wall a few more times should help!” It said with a sneer on his face.”

Mail Opener glared at his brother and shouted, “Creaky, get it together and help me!”

Creaky just grunted “i'm trying, I never played with puppets you know.” He then thought wait a second, somehow whoever made this knew that. I was good at puzzles and they knew my brother did some acting classes as a kid. He then shouted, “Wait, I never played with puppets but you did!”

Mail Opener looked up and asked, “yeah, so what does that have to do with anything? I'm not the one who’s controlling me?”

Creaky groaned, “you need to tell me how to move puppets, just enough so I can get you across the stage.”

Mail Opener gulped yeah I did some puppet shows for mom and dad but that was years ago! He sighed containing himself then replied, “alright, you're going to have to be careful, you don’t have your legs so just control with your mouth move me slowly, okay? Move then hop move then hop!”

Creaky picked the handles in his mouth and grunted, “okay.”

The unicorn started to jerk his poor brother around, who could do nothing but wobble in the air spinning up and down with his legs jerking all over the place. The clown for its part just kept on] laughing the entire time. “Oh my Celestia! You two would have done better as clowns instead of guards!”

With a lot fumbling and cajoling Creaky eventually got his brother to the other end of the stage,but then for no apparent reason the strings just popped off, and the pegasus plopped down on his padded rump in a billowing cloud of foal powder. He groaned in aching pain at the impromptu landing as he struggled getting up grunting. He shook his padded rump. “Alright now you get do…”

With worry, he looked up to see his brother slowly falling back into his padded box, enveloping trapping him inside it as a lever then popped to the side, making Mail groaned at his brother’s new predicament, “just great, if I only had my wings!”

He turned to a series of ropes and rings leading to the catwalk as just then the clown shouted, “you can leave! or save your brother! Better hurry and choose, you only have five minutes left!”

Mail Opener turned in response to the taunt, “you think I would just leave him behind!”

He started to clamber onto the first ring swinging his large diapered rump. Groaning, as his muscles relaxed feeling both his bladder and bowels empty in his huge thick diaper, in his desperate struggles to reach his sibling. The clown laughed “look at you messing your diaper on stage!”

Mail grunted but swung his heavy body to another ring grabbing it with his teeth. He then swung his body to the final platform and clambered a ladder with his diaper sagging beneath him grunting, “little bro your going to owe me for this.”

He then got onto the catwalk then waddled over to the jack in the box, and started spinning the lever, making the stupid jingle while grunting “come on little bro, come on.”

As the jingled finally ended with the typical pop his brother springed out of the diaper,[with a gasp of\ fresh air. “Oh thank Celestia, you saved me from that stench!”

Mail opener shouted “no time to celebrate bro, look!”

They turned to the chest now snapping it’s jaws and rushing across the stage. The stallions squeaked as they jumped down from the platform onto their soft paddings, only sending another large cloud of foal powder to envelop them. Creaky grabbed his brother and shotued, “come on we're going to make it!”

The two then hopped to the other side throwing himself through the open door with that same evil laughter following them into the darkness.

Chapter 4: How to Bake a padded Cake.

The stallions woke gasping for breath as they were now in a long empty hallway Mail Opener looked around with a wide eyed look, “Oh darn I think we’re still in the stupid mansion.”

Creaky Mail still getting up and groaned, “just wonderful, I don’t think we’ll ever get out of here.”

Mail Opener turned with a confused look at the now giant normal looking white diaper and shook his padded rump. “Seems my diaper was changed at least.”

Creaky mail turned to his diaper giving it a wiggle and whispered, “It’s strange to say but i’m glad having just a normal diaper again.”

Mail opener laughed relieved and hugged his brother in the meanwhile, “But we did it! Were alive! I mean, I thought we were going to get eaten by that] giant chest.”

Creaky Mail blushing explained, “what are you talking about? I was freaking out, the entire time it was you who saved me!”

The older stallion ruffled his brother’s mane, “well somepony has to look after you, now how about we find something to get these pesky diapers off.”

The two stallions looked around the abandoned hall finding nothing but dust and cobwebs they ventured, until they came across two steel double doors with a sign over head “kitchen” The stallions turned to the entrance gulping at the same time. Creaky stepped back. “I...I don’t think we should go in… let’s head back.”

Mail Opener rolled his eyes. “To what? The evil clown and a pony eating toy chest?! Whatever is in there, it can’t be worse than that.”

Creaky mail grumbled, “yeah right we're probably going to be attacked by a evil cake or something.” His older brother turned. ”Hey we can do this, we got this far already.”

Creaky mail gulped seeing his brother standing proud, but on closer inspection, could see his legs shaking all over and gulped, “right we can do this together.”

They both gave a nod to each other, and pushing both doors opened. They entered into the what looked like a kitchen, when suddenly lights shown down and the two were dragged off into opposite directions. On one side, Creaky Mail was thrown into a giant mixing bowl where a giant needle poked into his padding making it bloat in size around him turning into a thick and becoming a pink color. “oh come on pink! it's bad enough I have to wear a normal diaper!”

He then her strange noises from above and looked up to see batter spilled all over him. He gasped swimming through the thick liquid and broke the surface spitting it out but as the stallion was catching his breathe he was shoved into a giant cake pan and thrown into a oven. The stallion struggled to move about shouting, “come on! I have to get out of here!” But the batter just inflated around his body turning the mush into a large cake costume. When the stuff hardened enough into what looked like a plain colored cake. He was then rolled out onto a conveyor belt and was carried into the kitchen.

All the while Mail Opener was shoved into a closet filled with chef attire. Starring up he saw a giant fat chef glaring down at him shouted in a hoity tone “Apprentice, why are you not dressed!” Without a chance to answer Mail just gaped as he was suddenly bloated out, becoming fatter and fatter. Then, a white coat went over his head, with an apron tied tight around his waist. He protested “no way not another of these stupid costumes!”

He turned trying to tear the stupid uniform off with his teeth. But a chef’s hat was tied around his head and a tape on mustached plopped onto his upper muzzle. His diaper then began to bloat as little pink cakes printed onto padding as it poofed outward.

The strange fat chef looked around the chubby pegasus and gave a nod of approval. “Finally you're ready, now go bake the cake!”

Mail squealed being thrown out of the closet by a unknown force and back into a giant clean and well-organized kitchen. The pegasus whimper turning to see a giant cook book with directions on it. He scanned the book and began reading. “How to bake a cake? Is this the next challenge?”

The stallion turned to what he first mistook for an undecorated cake but on second look was actually his brother, now dressed into looked like a plain cake suit with a big thick pink diaper unable to move, as his head popped through the cake costume. Creaky Mail turned and shouted with a smile relief on his face, “Mail! oh thank Celestia, I was scared you became a cake too! can you help and get me out of this thing?” He wiggled his legs uselessly to show his point.

Mail Opener turned to the cook book and looked it over “I...I think I have to decorate you.” Creaky blinked and shouted “wait...with what!”

Then they both heard a growl, and they saw the giant chef with his hooves on his hips. “apprentice this cake needs to be prepped in ten minutes or i'll throw you and your cake into the oven!” The stallions turned slowly to the chef as he waddled over opening it showing them the flames inside. The chef then turned a dial overhead setting it for ten minutes. “There now stop gawking and get to work!”

Mail Opener squeaked and turned back to the cook book and read “first feed the cake a ton of jars of... mashed peas!?” Mail furrrowed his eyebrow at the instruction.

The older stallion waddled over to a cabinet filled with random stuff foal related items and, grabbed the jars of foal food, and quickly took a rubber spoon as his brother was shaking his head. “Mail please don't, you know I really hate mashed peas!”

His big brother gave a apologetic smile. “Sorry but it’s the only way.”

He started to shove the mashed peas into his younger brother’s mouth who was gagging, “oh gosh this is so gross!”

Mail turned and grumbled. “Yeah i'm really sorry Creaky, I know how much you hate this stuff.”

Creaky swallowed and grumbled, “just keep it going.”

Mail opener reluctantly nodded and continued spoon feeding his younger brother, who had to choke down every disgusting bite of the mashed peas groaning, as his stomach kept churning and he grunted pushing anew mess into his diaper, blushing as the poop formed around his diaper and started to churn upwards through the diaper and onto the cake creating a icing ring onto his costume. The odor whiffed from the poop, and the pegasus gagged from the smell but continued to feed his brother for sometime with his brother still grunting and messing his diaper, until every last morsel of mashed peas wiping his brother’s mouth after the final bite.

The chef shouting stomping around, “stop cleaning him! get to work! get that cake done now or i’m going to throw you two in the oven!”

The chubby pegasus squeaked and hobbled over to the book and read, “step two cover the cake with foal powder.”

Mail Opener grabbed a giant bottle of foal powder turning to his brother blushing, “hey uh...you probably should close your eyes.”

Creaky closed them shut as his brother sprinkled the foal powder all over him turning the darky yellow color of the padding into a powdery white. Creaky opened up coughing getting the strong whiff of foal powder. “Dear Celestia! that stuff is strong.”

Mail opener whiffed “not as bad as your stink, let's get the next step. He went back to the book and read, “step three color the cake with pink icing.”

He then heard a roar turning to the frothing over with smoke and flames coming from it’s mouth. Creaky shouted, “hurry up!”

Mail Opener grabbed a jar of the icing and dipped hiss hooves in and started slathering his brother’s costume in the pink goo. After finishing decorating his brother the angry chef boomed in a loud voice, “you have only two minutes left! better hurry before I throw you two in the oven!”

The older stallion sweating looked back to the book. “final step, put the candle hat on the cake and light it.”

The pegasus grabbed the hat and wobbled over strapping it over his brother’s head, then took a match lit it each candle on his brother’s head as he gasped, “Alright, i'm done ,now what?”

The chef bounded forward looking the younger brother over. “Alright it seems good enough! Now get him out into the dining room now!”

Mail turned to the book “I need to push you into the dining room he went behind his brother hearing a ringing and the chef roaring. “GET GOING!”

Mail Opener with all of his power pushed his brother through the massive doors entering a dining room filled with skeleton foals wearing party hats on their heads.

The stallions just stood there in freezing terror shaking and pissing in their padding with the skeletons growling and creaking moving towards them. Then without warning they all jumped at once latching onto Creaky and started eating the padding around him. The unicorn squeaked “Mail help!”

Mail was going to but he gazed at the skeletons devouring his brother’s cake suit and shouted, “Creaky listen! just let them eat you!”

Creaky was trying to shake them off and screamed, “Are you crazy!” But his brother protested “trust me you're going to be fine. Just let them eat the cake costume.”

Creaky stopped moving as the skeletons continued to devour his padded cake suit and the terrified stallion quivering all over closed his eyes until everything went silent. He then slowly opened one eye and squeaked seeing the skeletons burping out a gas that smelt like frosting, poop urine and foal powder all mixed together. Then they all ran out the door laughing, not wanting to figure out what these bag of bones want to eat next, Creaky gave a sigh of relief and thought to himself, thank Celestia i’m still alive. I thought I was going to be a nothing but skeleton chow! Then the stallion felt faint and dizzy and fell backwards only seeing black.

Chapter 5: The Padded servants

Mail Opener; now sporting a fat gut, waddled over to his brother and gasped upon what he was seeing in front him. The sibling unicorn’s previously dark blue coat was now a light pink color as his diaper was a darker pink with white frills on the back. His black mane was now a colorful golden yellow and his ember eyes were now a shade of dark blue. The stallion woke up turning to meet his brother’s gaze smiling in stupefaction. “I'm alive?”

The pegasus smirked in relief and helped his brother up onto his hooves,”yeah you're alive.”

The unicorn grunted turning to see his hooves were a bright pink color and whispered, “what in the hay?”

He [then] turned to see his bright yellow tail and shouted. “What in Equestria happened to me!”

Mail opener took ahold of Creaky Mail and whispered, “little bro calm down this is just apart of this crazy mansion.”

Creaky groaned seeing his bright pink padding in annoyanceand grumbled, “well you had to be a sissy once, I guess it’s my turn now.”

Mail opener laughed as he rubbed the back of his mane. “Yeah, I guess so, how about we find out where to go next?”

The younger stallion gave a nod and the two waddled through the empty dining room over to the door where the skeletons went through. They both gulped as Creaky whimpered, “I...I don’t think i'm ready for another challenge.”

Mail Opener cooed, “hey we got this far, we can deal with anything else this mansion can throw at us.”

Creaky gave his shoulders a shrug and sighed. “Right, and I guess we have no choice but to continue.”

They kept walking and wandering the mansion, with Mail Opener starting to wheeze because of his new large bulk he was now packing on him, and he still couldn’t use his wings because of the extra weight. The overweight pegasus was now secretly hoping that he will be able to shed all those extra pounds after this crazy situation.

They then went through the double doors, and came upon a small closet filled with clothes as a fancy padded unicorn tailor with a ghostly appearance to him waddled up to them with a snobbish look to him. “Aww you two must be the new employees.”

The brothers were going to try leaving but the butler began by shoving them onto changing tables. The butler began by stripping them of their diapers and started to powder their rumps thoroughly.

Creaky Mail and Mail Opener’s rumps were being diapered in new thick diapers. Creaky Mail was now wearing a big pink poofy diaper. They were then set up as the butler started with Mail Opener’s costume dressing him into a tuxedo onesie and buttoning up the button flap. He then poked the diaper making foal powder poof from the leg holes. “Seems that the diaper is poofy enough.”

Mail Opener blushed and asked, “uh I think it’s a little too poofy don’t you think?”

The butler waved a hoof. “No it’s perfectly fine, now for the final touch.” Then he tied a top hat around the stallion’s head. “There now your all ready for work.”

The butler then turned his attention Creaky Mail and started to dress him into a frilly maid’s outfit and setting a big black bow into his mane. “There sweetie you're ready to work as well.”

The stallions began fussing with their uniforms trying to pull them off when the butler slammed a hoof on the ground making the brother stop as the ghost explained, “Now you two stop playing with your uniforms and let me explain your jobs!”

Mail Opener turned to the mares, “how about you get us out of these diapers!”

Creaky Mail pouted and plopped his rump on the ground and shouted, “yeah get us out of these bucking uniforms right now!”

The butler growled, “shut your mouths! you two will be working a two hour shift and make sure that everything goes smoothly. Don’t break anything, listen to the patrons and do what they say or they’ll throw you two into the rat's den!”

Creaky squeaked clutching his dress to his diaper, “rats den!? You have a rat's den!?”

Mail Opener shuffled in his onesie and asked, “yeah what is a rat’s den?”

The butler pointed to a grate on the floor and shouted “this!” The two stallions peeked inside to see a giant poofy rat in a diaper glaring at them and looked very hungry too with him puckering his mouth. At the sight of that creepy scene the brothers gulped quivering all over then it let out a loud screech making the stallions fall backwards on their padded rumps, shutting any further protest they might still have had. The butler took both ponies by the scruff of their necks and explained, “now you two go out there and do your job or your rat chow is that clear!”

Both guards gave quick nods as the butler pushed them through another door into a parlor room.

As the brothers got up they looked around seeing a few older ghostly ponies, wearing fancy tuxedos and top hats playing ballard while some were sitting on a table playing poker. The ghostly stallions looked over Mail Opener as he waddled over to the bar with his diaper crinkling throughout the parlor making the skeletons chuckle with one shouting, “what are you waiting for? Serve us!”

The pegasus gave a quick nod as he reached for a bottle he stretched himself out, with his diaper making more embarrassing crinkles, and he had to bow his legs from the thickness of the diaper this is so weird Im starting to feel like an actual foal now. The skeletons all chuckled watching mail opener intently as he grabbed the bottle and started to pour the liquor into a few shot glasses. He then took the platter and waddled over to the billiard table first then he went to the poker table. Then one ghost with a monocle drowned the cup and scoffed, “alright get another bottle make sure to wiggle that diapered rump while you're at it.”

Mail Opener glared at the ghost but the spirit continued, “do as I say butler or it’s the rats den for you.”

[On those word of threat,] He grumbled and spat but waddled back to the bar to fetch another bottle, Creaky came out next with a platter of little sandwiches and waddled by each stallion and served them one by one blushing the entire time, I really hope nopony ever finds out about this.

A few patted his diapered butt, while other poked it or jeered at him calling the sissfied stallion, “miss little padding.” Or “pink tush.”

He then finished serving the last ghost who turned and cooed, “hey cutie wiggle that padded tush while you go get us more sandwiches.”

Creaky scoffed, “no way sickos!” But then he heard the rat screech and squeaked and waddled away wiggling his diaper even more as the ghosts jeered at him again. this is insane! I think we just waddled into a room full of skeletons with a diaper fetish!

Mail Opener was finishing serving drinks as one shouted, “hey butler come chalk my billiard stick!” He got up and toddled over as the skeleton shouted. “Hey posture! straighten the back make your hips do the work.”

Mail sighed straightening his back and waddled off with with a huff and puff as his padded rump shaking more as the spirits poked and patted it. He took the stick and started to chalk it with a cube then he heard a pop turning to see his button flapped flew open revealing his padded rump and the ghosts roared with laughter. Creaky who was busy still serving sandwiches giggled at his chubby brother’s rump revealing his diaper for the world to see. Mail Opener blushed as he finished chalking the stick the spirits all started chanting, “button it up! button it up!”

Mail sighed just wonderful! The pegasus reluctantly got on his back and began trying to button his onesie flap whimpering as the skeletons jeered pointing at him. [With a lot of grunting,] He stumbled with the button flap trying to close it up but his chubby hooves kept fumbling with the flaps.

Hearing him called to help, Creaky smirked at his brother seeing him fail to button his onesie looks like it’s going to be up to me to save his sorry rump. All the while the ghosts were cooing, “aww look at him go, let’s bet on how long it’ll take.”

One scoffed, “oh I bet he’ll be doin’ that for hours if we left him.”

He points to Creaky and shouted “You maid! Get your fat padded rump over there and help the butler we need him serving’. ”

Creaky nodded and waddled over to his brother and took the flaps and with a grunt pulled them up and button the flaps together giggling as he patted his brother’s rump. “Comfy?”

He growled, “just help me up will you?”

Creaky took his brother’s hoof and lifted him onto his hooves with large a crinkle coming from his rump grunting as his diaper bounced up and down. “These diapers are getting more annoying.”

For a whole hour the two worked tirelessly making sure the creepy stallions were well served despite the constant nagging and the prodding of their poofy bottoms. They didn’t notice but when a hour hit their costumes started to change. Creaky Mail’s frilly maid dress poofed more around his bottom his back straightened out and his bow changed into a white maid’s cap tied around his neck. Mail Opener’s costume changed as his tuxedo into a black with coattails flapping over his padded rump as his top hat changed into a powdered wig. The ghost’s clothes changed too as they now wore coats with coattails and powdered wigs too. No they all looked more sophisticated talking around a Roulette table. One of the ghosts turned towards Mail Opener as he replied, “good sir, we are quite full of drink. How about [you] go play a tune on the violin?”

Mail Opener nodded, he waddled off squeaking realising his diaper was thicker and it made it even harder to waddle. He eventually came upon the violin resting next to a fireplace that came out of nowhere and whispered, “where did all this come from?”

One of the patrons asked,”what is taking so long? We have been waiting for a incredibly long time.”

Mail Opener gulped and whispered, “I...I played the violin a long time ago...I was never good at it.”

The patrons laughed as one exclaimed, “Poofy Wig, stop being so modest and play.”

The pegasus squeaked hearing the rats screehing and nervously picked the violin up with his teeth then slowly started to stand up on his hind legs wobbling back and forth making the diaper crinkling considerably. When he stabled and started playing the instrument beautifully. Mail Opener was amazed as well astonished at how well he played despite not picking up a violin in almost twenty years.

While Mail Opener played his violin Creaky Mail was still serving the Spirits who seemed to be more modest only commenting on his padding, but his diaper was somehow thicker making his waddle even more pronounced. But the sissy unicorn smirked at his brother playing the violin with the front of his diaper shoved straight out in view of everypony. Aww he’s dependent now if only I had a camera.

Then one spirit broke his concentration asked,”my dear, can you stop serving drinks we are quite full please go dust the room.”

They threw him a feather duster he then grumbled turning to the bookshelves. Now Creaky also had to stand up slowly making his diaper crinkling loudly. As the back of his diaper was now shown towards the ghosts who snickered a little. He continued sweeping making his diapered rump sway side to side to the beat of Mail Opener’s tune. Then one mischievous spirit with cunning smile lit his horn making Mail Opener feel the irresistible need to pee and made him go into the front of his diaper as he also began grunting as he pushed a mess into his diaper. Creaky Mail blushing felt his diaper sag beneath his hind hooves. But they both continued doing their duties as they could hear the screeching of the rat not wanting to anger the spirits. The ghosts laughed watching them work in their soiled diapers. Creaky Mail was slowly waving his stinky rump feeling the mess squish all over his rump. Mail Opener’s diaper was soaked so badly it sagged between his hooves with some urine starting to leak onto the ground. The ghosts laughed out loud at them jeering, “awww, looks like our little servants are creating quite the mess so uncouth.”

Another nodded and stomped a hoof. “Yes it seems they are no longer be able to do their job. I think it’s about time they get changed.”

One skeleton laughed and turned. “Yes I do say they should, Poofy Wig change Mrs. Padded Pants.”

Mail Opener stopped playing sighing in relief, thanks Celestia that’s over! and placed his violin to the side and quickly galloped to his brother who was squeaking trying to pull his skirt over the soiled diaper, “s..sorry brother…”

Mail Opener just mumbled, “It’s not your fault bro just lay down and let me handle this.” As he laid the messy unicorn down a giant diaper bag magically appeared next to him. Mail Opener gulped looking at his brother’s messy brown diaper [trying to hold his breath at the horrible stink. The spirit with the monocle asked,”now, now she’s a lady you need to ask to change her diaper.”

Mail Opener rolled his eyes and grumbled, “can I change your diaper madam?”

The other stallion blushed as he squeaked,”yes darling that would be delightful.”

Mail Opener gave a grunt and a gag as he untaped the diaper and started to wipe his brother down with foal wipes trying to get as much off his brother as possible. All the while the stallions looked at them smiling enjoying the show as Creaky thought what in the heck is going on here? this is either the longest going prank ever, or were in some crazy dream.

But soon enough his rump was clean and was now being powdered thoroughly. Then a new super thick diaper was strapped around his rump tight. He got up as the butler laid down and Creaky sighed,”sir may I change your diaper?”

Mail Opener smirked as he cooed teasingly, “oh yes that would be lovely Mrs. Padded Pants.”

Creaky eyed his brother wiping his crotch area of urine then as he finished powdering his brother and taping him in a outrageously thick pink diaper. The spirits then began living with the monocle wearing ghost turning and stated, “Thank you for you services, if you may please go to the changing rooms your new outfits await.”

The two stallions just looked at each other with confused looks. As a padded butler took Mail Opener by the hoof “come, you have to get ready mistro.” He blinked and replied,”mistro? I’m no musician?”

The butler laughed, “oh sure your not!” Leading him away while Creaky Mail was taken by another miad who cooed, “come on mistress you need to be change for the party.”

Creaky twisted and bucked trying to break free but couldn’t for some reason squeaking “what do you mean mistress what’s going on!”

The two brothers faced each other with fear printed on their faces one more time before they were lead into opposite rooms and the doors suddenly slammed in front of them.

Chapter 6: The Padded Ball

Mail Opener was pushed into a small changing room where his suit was taken off and his diaper was un-taped magicly leaving the chubby stallion naked and looking all over shouting, “what’s going on! Who's doing that!”

The butler from earlie came and examined the stallion. “Hmmm...we should start with the tuba diaper.”He was then suddenly thrown back down on the ground and the butler began with powdering his rump with a large bottle of foal powder. Then the stallion continued as he taped a white diaper was taped around him this one was even thicker than the ones before making his legs spread apart and having him unable to move. The butler stood the royal guard up and then attached a giant tuba into the back of his diaper and Mail Opener gasped with a shocked expression and shouted, “what kind of diaper is this!”

Than butler patted the diaper. “It’s called the tuba diaper mistro and will help keep the beat.”

He then started dressing the pegasus In a suited onesie tailcoats coming from the back and snapped the buttons around Mail Opener’s rump. The butler grunted as he struggled buttoning the snaps and the pegasus eyrolle dhis eyes. “Does the diaper have to be so thick?”

The butler growled ,”yes mistro it’s the proper attire for your performance.” The butler finished then fixed a cute yellow bowtie around his neck, fixed a wig that was powdered with baby powder, and threw a violin into his hooves. “Now get out there the guests are getting agitated!”

Mail Opener was then shoved out onto a stage where was strapped in a baby bouncer by two other butlers adjusting the straps until his back hooves barely touched the ground. Mail Opener bobbed up and down amongst a bunch of ghostly mares and stallions wearing old fashion clothes staring at him in anticipation. All the stallion could do was gulp as he thought nervously and started sweating as he thought, why are they all looking at me! What do they want from me?

He then heard the butler in a vicious whisper. “psst, start playing.”

Mail Opener leveled his violin and started bouncing to a beat squeaking hearing the loud farts from his tuba that echoed throughout the grand ballroom. As his violin played wondrous classical music. The ponies smiled and began ball dancing all the while Mail Opener was sweating and thought what the buck is going on?

All the while his brother was pushed into another changing room. This one was filled with pink dresses and frilly diapers. Before he could protest his old maid outfit was taken off while his diaper was un-taped and thrown to the side by a maid. “Ugh such common attire, not fit for a grand lady as yourself.”

Creaky turned and protested,”wait i’m not a mare!?

The maid laughed and waved a hoof, “of course you not darling, now stop complaining and let us get to work, you want to be the star of the ball do you not?”

He was then thrown to the ground while a maid took a frilly white diaper and had it taped snugly around his rump. Creaky squeaked seeing how the diaper poofed put so much from his rump he shouted in anger, “why does it have to be so thick!”

But the maids paid no mind to his complaints and turned him around as they placed him in a pompous frilly white dress with ridiculous oversized bubble sleeves and frilly blue laces. They then put white frilly leggings over each leg and cute white foal booties with white lacing. His face was then powdered with blush and they started putting makeup all over his face and groomed his mane making him look like an aristocratic high society mare with a large diapered rump. He squeaked “what the hay did you do to me!”

The maids around him all just giggled. The unicorn was looked over by the head mare and scoffed,”he’s good now get him out there! The ball is about to start.”

They lead him out into a grand ballroom filled with padded mares and stallions all dancing about as he turned to see his brother playing and sighed seeing his first partner the ghost with the monocle. He made a bow and asked, “may I take this dance?”

Creaky sighed I don’t think I have a choice better just play along. He then curtsied and cooed,”of course I will darling.”

Creaky then got up and started dancing with the mysterious stallion ball dancing swaying through the dancing mares and stallions with each beat of his brothers farting. He didn’t notice but his diaper swayed so much making it hard for him to keep control of his movements. The other ponies noticed and whispered about how big his diaper was which made him blush. Then as Creaky was getting comfortable he was thrown and was handed off to another stallion but he lost his coordination as he fell on his padded rump making the loudest crackling noise ever making the whole host of ponies gasp and glare at him. He squeaked getting up and quickly replying, “sorry, I didn’t know we had to change partners.”

Then one stallion came up to him and scoffed,”it’s fine but don’t let it happen again.” He was helped back onto his hooves.

All the while Mail Opener noticing that the ponies stopped dancing paused in his music to see his brother adjusting himself. He was gaping at what his brother was wearing wow that must be the most embarrassing thing either of us had to wear since we started this stupid adventure.

He then saw everypony was ready to dance and grunted, “alright let’s get going.”

They started playing and bouncing watching his brother seeing him ball dance and then he looked up to see the chandelier has lowered considerably, He gulped I better not mess up again or I could be crushed!

The dance went on for an hour with Creaky Mail exhausted sweating profusely as he was still dancing with his diaper sagging a little from his sweat and urine. Mail Opener wasn’t holding up well either as his forelegs ached and he could feel that his diaper was soaked making squishing sounds with each bounce on the sagging diaper. But Creaky messed up several times throughout the dance and the chandelier was now only a few feet from falling onto the crowd. Mail Opener couldn't do anything but keep to his beat, “come on little bro you can do it, don’t mess up anymore please!”

Creaky was swaying back and forth now used to his diaper and the uncomfortable dress. As he looked up with a horrified expression to see the chandelier’s glowing lights, I better not mess up anymore or I’ll become a ghost.

Then he heard from his partner, “well, i’m beat darling I think we can end the dancing now.”

Creaky sighed in relief and paused “yes of course, a break will be nice.” The ghosts stopped dancing and gave a round of applause. Mail Opener who sighed in relief seeing the dance was over and bowed.

Then the crowd began to disperse with Creaky following the rest of the ladies outside. Mail Opener’s bouncer disappeared magically and he waddled with the stallions to a miniature golf course as one of the stallions asked,”mistro sir how about you golf with us for a little?”

Mail Opener glared at the stallions as he thought, I don’t think I really have a choice here. The stallion just nodded as a butler took off his diaper and suit then strapped him in a plaid diaper. Then fitted a plaid kilt over his diaper and gave the padded guard a putter and some golf balls in a plaid diaper bag. Mail Opener waddled off with the rest of the stallions to the small miniature golf course. It was a standard with nothing trully eye opening other than a few holes and a windmill. Then suddenly without meaning to he just started grunting, as he farted and the stallions laughed out loud. The stallion growled, “great seems like more spells are messing with me still.”

Creaky on the other hand just put on a feathered hat and sat around a table with a bunch of other fancy ladies and they all started laughing and jabbering on about thick diapers on handsome stallions. Throughout the conversation Creaky farted and the ladies gagged and scolded him for it shouting insults.

“rude”

“ill mannered”

“so distasteful.”

He blushed and rubbed his dress whispering, “sorry I don’t know what…”

He then grunted as he started to fill his diaper with a fresh poop and the mares all laughed at him again as he thought, just great what can be worse having accidents in front of bunch of fancy mares. At least they’re not real or dead.

Mail Opener was doing well putting his way through miniature golf course smirking the entire time, this is so easy! I thought this would be hard, I used to lose all the time to Creaky at this game when we were little.

But he started grunting messing his diaper and the other stallions scoffed and sneered at him as one asked,”look at him he can’t even keep his diaper clean for a few minutes.”

Mail Opener blushed and didn't say anything dealing with pooping in front of the fancy stallions and whispered “sorry.”

One of the stallions scoffed, ”just deal with it and let’s keep playing.”

Mail Opener turned to his golf ball and concentrated on that but as he was going to hit it the stallion let out as loud fart making the ghosts all laugh. He hit the ball to hard sending it into the bushes and the stallions laughed even harder.

Creaky wasn't doing any better as the other ladies laughed at every fart and toot he made.The stallion grunted and hid diaper began to leak with him only able to blush and apologize.

Eventually one mare cooed,”I don’t think Madam Padded Pants is a proper lady. She can’t even keep her diaper clean for more than a few minutes.”

One replied, “yes, it seems she needs to learn how to be a proper lady or run off like a animal.”

“Oh should he become an animal?” The first mare exclaimed.

The other ladies laughed evilly as Creaky got up,”uh...i’m sorry there’s nothing I can do?”

Then one got up and cooed,”that just proves you should be an animal.” Then then went around him starting to take his dress off and started putting him in a sleeper. He fought and kicked shouting, “stop no more! I can’t take anymore!”

They the ladies got off him as he got up in a bunny sleeper with his floppy ears hanging over him. The ladies laughed as one went to a kennel and cooed,”better run bunny the hounds are hungry.”

Creaky squeaked seeing the gates burst open and the dogs ran at him he waddled away as fast as his legs could carry him screaming all the way.

All the while Mail Opener groaned seeing his last golf ball falling into a pond and the stallions all burst into laughter. One stallion shouted “that was your last ball! He lost!”

They all laughed again as Mail Opener’s costume inexplicably changed into a squirrel sleeper with a large fluffy tail coming from the back. Then he turned to see angry bloodhounds coming at him as one stallion shouted,”run squirrel run!”

Mail Opener scared beyond belief waddled away not caring about his farting or his messy diaper as he was scared for his life. Is this it? Am I going to die here in this stupid padded world?

Chapter 7: A Padded Revelation

With danger high at there heals, The two brothers ran from their pursuers in their new poofy outfits. Creaky Mail bouncing away in a bunny sleeper while Mail Opener was in a squirrel sleeper with their diapers crinkling loudly. Frightened out of their minds the two stallions eventually made it to a top of a hill. They both could hear the hounds coming barking and growling. The stallions looked back down the hill with fear in their eyes hearts pounding in their chests they knew they had to either stand there and face the hounds or jump.

The two stallions both took a deep breathe then stallions both jumped down the mountain and they skidded through foliage and clinging to each as they landed on their poofy bottoms in a loud explosion of foal powder and clouds of dirt. Mail Opener seeing his brother smiled and hugged him close. “Oh Creaky! I’m so glad you’re okay!”

Creaky nuzzled his brother’s poofy costume, “oh big bro, you have no idea how happy I am to see your stupid face.”

Mail Opener grunted pushing his brother away from him. “Alright let’s get mushy later.”

The two then turned their attention to a giant hedge maze and the stallions both blinked in awe at the sight of the hedge work, but they didn’t have anytime to stay as they heard the eerie howls of their pursuers, and the two got up and waddled through the winding . After following the long winding path the two eventually came to a dead end and Mail Opener shouted, “just great! I bucking hate mazes!”

Creaky turned back hearing the howls coming closer and he squeaked,”we need to head back to the fork come on!”

They both ran back and went down another path panting with lots of as sweat started to form on their faces. Their unchanged diapers smelled terrible from the amount of urine and feces that have build up since the dancing. But they couldn’t rest, as the scampering of paws were nearby. The two turned to some bushes and they both jumped in digging deep into the foliage and watched with fear as they waited to see the hounds ran over the path. The two stallions sighed in relief as Creaky whispered,”okay how about we go backwards we may have missed the path earlier on.”

Mail Opener pondered and mumbled, “how about we just go through the outlined hedges.”

Creaky turned to his brother with wide surprised eyes and shouted, ”what! are you crazy!?”

Mail Opener turned to his brother with a stern expression as he explained, “listen I know you want to figure the maze out, but this time let’s do things my way let’s just crash through the maze.”

They heard the hounds coming back growling and snapping their jaws and Creaky gulped and fixed his diaper around his rump then shouted, “fine let’s do this!”

They both burst through the bushes and ran to the hedge wall, as they both heard the howling come closer with the hounds not far from them. Then the two stallions screamed as they jumped through the bushes then everything went black.

The brothers woke in a daze to see a large crowd of their fellow royal guards rolling around laughing and cheering with the two of them looking around the completely unexpected reception trying to gain their bearings. Then, the confused stallions turned to see figure approaching them, a tall dark blue coated alicorn with a stary wavy mane and fierce blue eyes, came through the shadows revealing herself as no other then Princess Luna. She looked over the padded guards with a proud smile, “Creaky Mail and Mail Opener, I am deeply satisfied that you two have made it through my trials.”

Mail Opener’s face was bright red with anger and fury for being put through the insane humiliation that will never leave his memory! He stood up with nostrils flaring, (with a bright white diaper still strapped around him) and shouted, “you’re the one who did this to us!” He was going to charge the princess but Creaky held him back by the scruff of the neck, “let me go! Let me at her!”

Luna raised her wings and shouted in the Royal Canterlot voice “silence!”

Everypony deafen by the sheer power coming from the princess’ mouth, every pony stopped laughing and went into absolute quiet as she explained. Herself to the newcomers,”Now that I have both of your attention, I am here to report you about both your Guards performance reviews, and I have to say that you two are now enlisted as the worst Guards of the Canterlot Royal Guard has ever served. The only reason why we didn’t dismiss you two from your service up until now, was because we in the brass felt sorry for you. So seeing at how bleak and short your current careers were looking in that moment I decided to see if you two can do something worthy of your remarkably underwhelming performance, in which case in dealing with the Padded Dream Land.”

Creaky blinked and asked,”the padded what now?”

Luna stood up, preparing to explain to them in a lecturing and very patronising tone of a teacher “The Padded Dream Land is a weird bizarre obscure area of the dream realm, that I have the duty to sometime deal with. Foals have very powerful dreams when they sleep, but they don’t fully understand what they see or hear. These mess of new and confusing observations blob together in creating massive worlds of their strange creations filled with abnormal power. During times of vast foalish pleasure, these dream worlds leak into the real world and having odd effects when interacting with each other. I need ponies that could lock these leaks and keep the Dream World and the real one apart. Seeing that is require no special skill sets to accomplish them, and none of the rest of the guards wanted to do it because of how embarrassing it is, I decided that you two would be perfect for the position and undergo the test. And I was right, you two did an excellent job for the exceedingly low standards we had for you.”

Creaky Mail looked at a hoof seeing it was still colored pink and asked in a confused tone,”so...the spider...the cake...that insanely poofy dress...That was all real!?"

Luna blushed and continued to explain, “kind of, it is hard to explain in terms you can easily be explained, but suffice it to say that once you two defeated the dream and escaped the mansion disappeared, but some of its lingering effects may affect you still. I fear you may be incontinent for some time as well.”

Mail Opener looked down to see his body that his legs and belly were still plump filled with foal fat. How in the world was he going to get a mare looking like a bloated baby! and whined, “but why couldn’t you just tell us about this before we enter the bucking mansion!”

Luna rolled her eyes. “Because you two would’ve of course refused, so I lied to get you two to come to the haunted mansion, but be happy as you did better than I ever expected. Of course, if you had failed, the two of you would have both been dismissed from the Guard and discharged with disgrace due to your subpar performance in your duties, which I would have liked to avoid this fate for the both of you if I could help it.”

The rest of the guard were still smirking and chuckling at the padded stallions seeing them as nothing more than a joke. Both Creaky Mail and Mail Opener got up blushing as Luna came over to the stallions, “well, seeing that you two are now assigned to a very ‘special’ division of the guard, and having its own unique share of dangers, you are both eligible for some special dispensations and extra hazard pay. I will also assign you private quarters in the castle for your new careers, and give you a few days of rest before you two undergo the special training; sound fair for the both of you?”

Seeing their very limited prospects, looking at each other seeing that they had no special skills, and their destinies were still linked to the royal guard. This new posting sort of was special and Mail Opener gave his overweight body a look over only imagaining how he’ll even be able to pass a normal fitness test. While Creaky Mail rubbed his forelegs seeing that he was a pink coated stallion that will most likely will only be suitable for being a model for gay stallions. They both sighed and growled clenching their teeth. Mail Opener spat “Fine!”

Creaky Mail hoof faced shaking his head. “This is insane!”

Luna came over and nuzzled the two unable to hold back feeling a hint of motherly affection. “Alright how about I show you your new rooms. I designed them myself.”

Creaky was just tired and exhausted and gave a slight nod, “sure whatever.”

Mail Opener growled, “fine I just want to get some sleep.”

Luna’s horn glowed and a large dark blue two seated stroller appeared, “alright come on get in.”

Creaky whined running a hoof down his face, “seriously!?”

She lifted the two stallions within her magic and plopped them in and strapped belts around them and explained in a soothing tone, “also know Celestia and I adore foals so you’ll have to endure some babying now sit tight.” She then lifted them in the air and flew the stroller towards Canterlot castle laughing, “happy nightmares night!”