//retrieve_memory_F.O.AL.9000

//searching source code
ERROR_MEMORY_FILES_CORRUPTED

locate_backup (RUN_PARALLEL);

//retrieving alternate scenarios...

Starlight kicked absently at a stack of blocks. Boredom was creeping onto her face despite their… situation.

The two of them, horns nullified, flanks diapered, were stuck inside Twilight’s automated nursery and even further than that, a play pen. Robotic hands connected to bulbous, tube arms hung around all four sides of their enclosure. Daring them to try and escape again.

While their situation was infuriating to Starlight without a doubt, the last few hours had crawled by without progress. It had been awhile since she’d even tried climbing out the pen, the result far too predictable.

Twilight had the opposite problem. Her mind had spent the hours racing at top speed. Running simulations, making calculations, generating overcomplications. Anything she could do to find a way out of the nursery. But with her den of depravity turning against her and being invaded by her pupil at the same time, she was far from her right mind. Even plausible ideas she threw out, convinced they wouldn’t work with how horribly things had gone so far.

They were just stuck.

“I’m sorry.” Her voice barely a whisper. Yet Starlight’s ears flicked anyway.

“What?” She turned, blinking in surprise. “You’re giving up?”

“I can’t do it!” Twilight gasped in defeat. “No matter what I think of, I just know the nursery would find a way to stop us.”

“Twilight, I’m not going to take this sitting down!” Starlight declared. Unfortunately, she couldn’t stand up to help her point. Her padding was far too bulky for that. “You are going to figure out a way to get us out of here.”

“I’m telling you we’re stuck!” Twilight didn’t want to raise her voice; it just kind of happened. “Trapped! We have to hope somepony finds us soon and that’s all we can do.”

It wasn’t like Twilight to surrender so easily, but her mental walls had been torn down one after another. The stress of losing control of her own creations was bad enough, but the shame—the shame—of having her secret exposed was too much to bear.

Other problems only compounded this. She’d been desperately needing to use the restroom lately. Usually, this wouldn’t be a problem. Her fluffy diaper practically begged for an accident to fill it up. On any other day, Twilight would’ve hiked her tail and happily obliged. But to do so while practically making eye contact with Starlight? Absolutely not. Their friendship was in dire straits already. She couldn’t have her student watch her drop a load into her pampers on top of that.

And then there was her libido…

Twilight shifted, and her marehood winked. Plush padding pressed into her. Every few seconds, she was reminded of how horny she was. How needy she was. But if crapping herself in front of Starlight would ruin their friendship, masturbating in front of Starlight would ruin her life! Twilight had resisted the urge to tear into her padding so far—barely, she reminded herself—and had no intent of changing that anytime soon.

So she just had to suffer all these torments at once. Not hyperventilating right now was a herculean task. Finding a way out of the nursery? Impossible. The effort exhausted her and she yawned.

“Well I’m not giving up.” Starlight crossed her hooves. “And nothing you say or do will convince me it’s impossible.”

Twilight threw up her hooves in defeat. “Fine!”

Hands descended on her waist suddenly. “What?” she gasped as they grabbed her.

“Hey!” Starlight cried out, a matching pair locking onto her sides.

“Looks like my little fillies are all tuckered out from playing.” The nursery lifted them up. “How about a nappy-wappy for my adorable little filly-willies?”

Starlight shot a death glare at Twilight. One that said, “really? This is the kind of thing you like?” with a mere wrinkling of the forehead and furrowing of the eyebrows.

Twilight managed a sheepish blush. Her legs dangled below as they left the playpen behind, still unable to touch thanks to all her padding. Her blush only deepened at that. She was so padded her hind legs couldn’t be brought together. It was so hot.

She shook her head, chasing thoughts like that away. But they’d be lying in wait, like a predator, for their chance to return. Her burning marehood promised that much.

The two of them were dropped into the crib, first Starlight, then Twilight on top of her. Their snouts booped as they came together, and Starlight pushed her away.

“Sleep tight, my little cuties,” the nursery made a sound like it was blowing a kiss, and the hands retreated.

“Great.” Starlight grumbled some choice words. Lying on her back, she could see the bars stretching above them. “Just great. How are we supposed to get out of here?”

“We just have to wait until naptime is over,” Twilight offered. She made an honest effort to get off of Starlight, but there was just nowhere to go. This may be a crib big enough for an adult pony, but it was only big enough for one adult pony. They had nowhere to go to get away from each other. Lying down belly to belly was as far away as they were going to get.

“Very helpful.” Starlight muttered. She tried to push Twilight off of her, or roll over. “Gah! Move already!”

“I’m trying,” Twilight insisted. She wriggled, bumping into bars on both sides of the crib. Then the crotch of her diaper found Starlight’s.

crinkle crinkle crinkle

Both their faces ignited red, but Twilight’s was a far, far deeper color.

“Oh no!” Starlight all but screamed. “You are not allowed to enjoy this!”

“I know,” Twilight whined. Their shifting only served to rub their diapers together more. Padding pressed harder into her marehood. An itch was finally scratched. “Mmmf!” she bit her lip.

That was a step too far for Starlight. “That’s it, get off of me!” She started shoving, a burst of determination compelling her to get away.

She partly managed to lift Twilight off of her, and wriggled around underneath. “Grr!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Could you just… grah! Go that way!”

“I can’t… you’re hooves are…”

“Let me just scoot by then…”

crinkle.

“Wipe that smile off your face!”

“I’m not smiling! ...s-sorry…”

“Just let me…” Starlight finally lost her hold and Twilight dropped. “Oof!”

In all her wriggling, Starlight had only managed to turn around, putting her face-to-poof with Twilight’s padded butt. The alicorn felt her wings flare, smack the crib walls, and stay stiff anyway. Her diaper conformed over the features of her friend’s face. Starlight’s snout poked deep into the fluff.

“Nnn…” She big her lip, and tried to stop her eyes from rolling into the back of her head.

Right. On. Her. Marehood!

“Get off me!” Came Starlight’s muffled cry. But her wriggling below only sent shivers through Twilight’s spine.

Ooooh yes… For just a moment, she closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the magical feeling. It was wrong, but for a fleeting instant, she didn’t care.

And then she pooped.

Transfixed by the feeling of Starlight’s face in her padded crotch, Twilight hadn’t even noticed her tail hiking in preparation. But the loss of focus meant she was no longer keeping the mudslide at bay.

Mess flooded out of her, slamming into the walls of her padding. Starlight stiffened, feeling the diaper above her suddenly get… squishier.

“MMMMPH!” She screamed into the padding. But the mess didn’t slow down.

Warm, gooey mush spread all over Twilight’s backside. If her diaper wasn’t buried in Starlight’s face, it would’ve started sagging by now, size be damned. But the seat of the padding did start staining brown, growing and bulging as the mess inside shifted to make room.

By the time Twilight was empty, Starlight began thrashing below her, trying desperately to throw the mare off. Her actions only jostled the mess to new corners. Twilight’s marehood roared like a fire. It was burning.

“Gah! Guhh!” She tried to restrain herself. Starlight’s muffled screams meant she wouldn’t hear anyway, but shame still stained Twilight’s cheeks red. She should’ve tried lifting her plot off her friend’s face, but… some sick part of her didn’t want to.

Finally, the nursery took action.

“It seems you girls are too rowdy to fall asleep.” Eight hands appeared at the corners of the crib, holding something.

At first, Twilight thought nap time was about to be cut short. Starlight even settled down a little, likely thinking the same. But then the nursery revealed eight rubber bindings, one per hand, and snuffed out that hope.

“Let’s keep you nice and still so you can go beddy-bye, Glim Glam.” The hands grabbed the legs of the mare below Twilight. She renewed her struggles, streaming into the dirty diaper with rage and fear alike.

The nursery held her firmly in place, tying each leg tightly to a different bar of the crib each. Starlight was bound. Even her strongest thrash barely produced any movement.

“No! No no NO!” she shouted, words smushed by the filthy padding.

Twilight found her legs got the same treatment. She almost didn’t struggle, until she realized the awkward position it would leave them in. “W-Wait!”

But the deed was done. Her hooves were tied to the same bars as Starlight’s, keeping her flanks right on top of her head. And her diaper permanently stuck to Starlight’s face.

Sweet Celestia. Twilight’s marehood exploded with desperation. This was a scenario which she had never dared to dream of before, and yet it was happening!

The hands drifted away, back to their holes. “There we are,” the nursery chirped just like Cadance. “Now sleep tight, you little snuggle buddies.”

“FFFFFFFFF!” Starlight raged into the poopy diaper. Her writhing only exacerbated the desperation of Twilight’s marehood.

Warm mush slipped everywhere. Her padding squished and crinkled. And she moaned. Loudly.

“Twilight!” Starlight gasped, forcing the words. “Get us out of here! Do something, please!”

Oh I’ll do something alright, Twilight thought in a horny haze. She gyrated her hips, slowly pressing deeper into Starlight’s face.

“Ah… Ah…” She bit her lip. “I-I’m going to see if I can get the binds off!”

“What are—MMMPH!” What little space Starlight had to talk was gone now. With the dirty diaper grinding against her face, she only had room to breathe. To inhale the wretched odor that had started to permeate the crib. It was foul at Twilight’s nostrils. For Starlight, it must have reeked!

“Oh… Oh~” Twilight kept “struggling” to break free. Her body was getting warmer, her marehood burned. Layers of padding crinkled into it. She forced it to grind against the bump Starlight’s snout made. “Ah~ Unf~”

“FFMMMPH!” Starlight screamed.

“Almost there~!” Twilight promised, holding back another moan. Her splayed limbs did what they could to help. “I’m getting closer!”

She humped her friends face harder. The dirty diaper produced ungodly squelching noises. The imprint of Starlight’s face was seared onto the padding’s brown backside.

Faster. Harder. The crinkling, squishing noises of the padding dwarfed Starlight’s screams, Twilight’s moans. It was everywhere.

Her marehood twitched and winked. It throbbed. “So close! So clOSE—AH~”

She came.

“Gaaaaaaaaaooooooh— Oh Starlight!” She moaned loudly, her hips finally slowing down. Everywhere felt hot. Twilight’s orgasm radiated through her body, vaporizing any shame she might have felt.

She’d needed this. She really had.

Starlight hadn’t.

The poor unicorn was screaming what must have been profanities. But keeping her mouth open under such droopy padding was a bad idea. She was already gagging from the stench. Letting the hefty, soiled pampers sag past her lips couldn’t have helped.

“MMPH MMMR MRRPHMM!” Her legs kicked uselessly against the binds. What else could she do? She’d just been bound and thoroughly used, and she knew it. Flailing attempts for freedom were all she had left.

As for Twilight, all she had left was exhaustion. As far as her hazy mind could see, two of her biggest problems were satisfied. With empty bowels, and a satisfied marehood, her sleepiness seemed all that was left. And Starlight’s padded crotch made for an inviting pillow.

She laid her head down on it, despite protests, and closed her eyes. When she came too, a truckload of guilt and regret would hit her. But for now, she was just going to enjoy whatever morsel of happiness she could get out of this nursery.

And as for Starlight… Well… she can enjoy a very stinky nap time, Twilight thought. And she drifted off.

Author's Note

I’ve been teasing bonus material for this one for a while. So have an alternate/deleted scene from the main fic. Non-canonical, but delightfully cloppy nonetheless.

Is more on the way? Uh... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯