A Twist of Reality: Renewal

The Padded Shapes of Nightmare
By Scribe Feather
✶✶Chapter Three✶✶

Among the otherwise typical things happening around the Crystal Castle, Rarity was being escorted by a guard into the deeper halls of the palace. Diapers littered the floor around them as the two ponies trekked through the various halls that snaked through the castle. Childish giggling echoed through the rooms as the play of mentally regressed ponies could be heard.

Everywhere they looked, the old goings on in the castle were distorted into discourse. Royal chefs were caught with the overwhelming urge to use their diapers while carrying crates of food from the basement cellars. Maids had very little time to clean when they were busy grinding against anypony they could find. Scribes and record keepers struggled to find a clean piece of paper amongst the urine puddles they made everywhere they went. Everypony Rarity and her escort passed, according to Rarity, were scandalously drab in their outfits. Something that would need a serious overhaul with the princess’s approval. Even the guards lacked a certain pazazz. They all wore the same crystal armor with boring white diapers between their legs. Absolutely boring. Her expertise was needed more than she thought.

“The Princess is waiting inside,” the armored guard said when they finally reached a door, gesturing towards it with a hoof. A subtle swelling of his diaper went amiss by the guard as he remained straight faced and disciplined.

“Lovely, thank you so much,” Rarity smiled, patting the guard on the head before heading into the room. The guard couldn’t help but smile meekly at the praise. The pats stirred a cute little swell of pride in his chest. He would likely brag to his fellow guards about it, talking fondly of it like a vulnerable toddler.

In with her, Rarity pulled a couple metal clothing racks on wheels filled with prototypes and newly released outfits. Her selection was cherry picked by the fashionable pony herself, a fine and classy example of her best work.

A whiff of warm air brushed past the white unicorn as she entered what appeared to have once been a spacious reading room. Naturally lit with tall windows, it seemed like it use to provide a lovely spot for ponies to snuggle with a good book. For Rarity however, she was here on business and she had the inventory to prove it.

The room contained a few sets of bookshelves as well as a large lounging area filled with pillows and cushion that provided the ideal location for some cozy reading. Lecterns and tall crystaline candleholders were also present for those who prefered reading their books while standing. All these items, however, were all pushed aside into a corner somewhere to give its inhabitants plenty of activity space to walk or waddle around in. In its current state, taking into consideration the colorful playmat on the floor, the discarded baby toys, and lingering scent of baby powder, it resembled more of a makeshift nursery or play area.

Among the oddly infantile items was Princess Cadance who greeted the new pony with open arms. Her diaper had gotten rather soggy in her wait, wafting a lingering stench of old urine with her. “Rarity! How wonderful to see you,” she chimed. The friendly alicorn pulled Rarity into a big hug, happily squeezing her tight.

“W-wonderful to see you too...your highness,” Rarity answered, doing her best to uphold her professional act.

“Sweetie, it’s just the three of us,” Cadance chuckled, “Just Cadance will do fine.”

Rarity took pause. “...Three of us?”

“Oh how silly of me to forget,” Cadance chuckled as her horn began to glow. Across the room, in a dimly lit corner glowed the end of a long, light blue baby leash. “Come along, Shiny,” she called out, giving the leash a little tug.

Out from the shadows came a very overly pampered Shining Armor, wearing a blue leather harness around his midsection. A big blue pacifier hung in his mouth as he passively gave it a few sucks while he journeyed onward with a wide toddler-eske wobble. He was dressed in a plain white onesie that hugged his big, burly form so well. A thick diaper bulged out his lower half, held in place by tight, plastic snaps along the onesie’s crotch.

He waddled his way across the room, legs vastly spread out by the bulk of his diaper. A childish giggle slipped past his pacifer as he nuzzled into his wife. Cadance took the affection in stride, tickling the stallion under his chin. “Shining Armor here has been so excited for his little fashion show, hasn’t he!”

Shining gladly took the whole treatment, smiling big at the little chin tickles. He looked over the wide selection of clothes that hung behind Rarity and grew noticeably more excited at the sheer possibilities.

Rarity was just as excited. It was such a unique opportunity to be a royal tailor, especially for ponies so regal as the Crystal Royal Family. Shining Armor, even dressed like a giant foal, was among Equestria’s most attractive stallions, and Rarity was enchanted by his looks alone.

“Well I’ve brought you some of my FINEST pieces,” Rarity began the pitch, directing most of her attention to Shining. She pulled a long rack of clothes into view, spreading out the various clothes hung on hangers in a theatrical fashion. Even a couple diapers, soaked through with urine and hung open among the other clothes were presented with such high esteem by the white unicorn. ”The true cream of the crop of my new clothing line!”

Shining just stood there in a state that Rarity just assumed was his thinking face. To the mare, Shining just looked like someone who was putting some real thought into what he wanted. His pacifier sucks even slowed to the occasional as he committed such brain power to this deep thought. A true connoisseur to Crystal Kingdom fashion, Rarity assumed.

Only, such assumptions fell to the wayside when a loud gurgling cut through the stillness of the room. Shining’s so called thinking face morphed into a big goofy smile of satisfaction as his back legs ever so slightly bowed out. His once fresh diaper filled quickly with a torrent of warm urine as the onesie bulged out to accommodate the heavy bulk that grew behind him. He stood there for a good long while, eyes dazed and mouth hanging open as the room filled with the sound of gurgling liquid.

Shining Armor let out a breathy sigh once the hissing concluded, followed by a childish giggle. “Ahh, pee pee,” the grown stallion mumbled in a happy daze behind his pacifier. Rarity felt her salespony smile drop.

“Oh don’t bother, my Shiny’s not much of a conversationalist these days,” Cadance came in and tugged Shining’s head over to her caressing hooves. “My little diaper butt just likes babbling like a widdle foal, huh?” Cadance cooed, tickling Shiny’s chin with a hoof, causing the grown stallion to giggled and squirm. He haphazardly wiggled his big rump around, nearly knocking Rarity off her feet, but neither Cadance or Shining seemed to notice. “Let’s start with something frilly. I want to see how my little Shiny looks in pink.”

Rarity took a moment or two to react as her mind had to switch gears. No longer was she pitching designs to a dashing stallion who was eager to try out her best. She was brainstorming ideas for a mother and her overgrown foal.

“Something...frilly,” Rarity parroted as she turned to her supplies and scanned the various piles, “got it.”

She scanned the clothing racks and sorted through the hung clothes for a good starting point. Admittingly her current stock was leaning towards the masculine side with cool colored onesies and stylish coveralls dominated the selection. She even had a few formal wear pieces just in case. She had to search rather hard to find a fitting starting point for Cadance’s frilly request.

“Perhaps something like this?” Rarity finally said, pulling a dress out from the far right section of the rack. Much to Rarity’s luck, it was just about the right size to fit Shining Armor. It was a half finished babydoll pettiskirt made of a soft pink, form fitting fabric. The base of the outfit bloomed out with a mound of layered ruffles made up of pretty shades of pinks, purples, and blues. There were a few patches of fabric that were slightly off color, along with some placeholder pins to hold everything in place, but Rarity had planned on going back and replacing those once she had time.

“Hmm, not bad,” Cadance answered with a tap of her chin, “but it might need a few adjustments first.”

“Adjustments?” Rarity answered.

“A few frills around the back. And maybe a nice lace border,” Cadance prodded at the outfit, running her hoof through the ruffled base, “I’ll be able to see it better when Shiny’s wearing it.”

It was then that the two mares turned to Shining Armor, who had spent this whole time drooling over his pacifier and getting his lower muzzle matted with wetness. He hardly heard a word the two ponies were saying. The conversation didn’t hold his interest in the slightest.

“Alright so...Shiny?” Rarity began, floating a cloud of sewing supplies overhead. She stumbled on her words a tiny bit as she tried to figure out the best way to approach the situation.

Was she expected to treat Shining Armor like a child and guide him step by step as such? Was she supposed to consult Cadance before she did anything to get her approval first? For this sort of situation, she had to keep on her toes. Her professional reputation was at stake.

“Please uhm...step right over here,” Rarity presented a spot in the center of the room where the lighting was at its best. The perfect location for measuring and fitting.

Only Shining didn’t respond. He heard the orders perfectly and knew just how to follow them, but he just didn’t feel like walking all the way over there to stand for whatever Rarity had planned. He was perfectly content spacing out where he stood, idly sucking on his pacifier. It was Cadance who ended up breaking him from his dazed spot, guiding him by the hoof over to Rarity’s workspace.

“Now I want you to behave yourself and be a good boy for Miss Rarity,” Cadance spoke to her husband like a child and he was more than happy to respond as such.

“Yes momma,” the stallion nodded.

“That’s a good boy,” Cadance cooed, giving him a congratulatory pat between his legs, shamelessly teasing his cock that tented his soggy diaper out.

With a big, eager smile, Shining stood at attention, stiff as a board, proudly showing his mommy just how well behaved he could be. How long he could keep this up, however, was up to debate.

Rarity stepped forward with her measuring tape and went right to work. She began by weaving the yellow tape around Shining’s body, scribbling down measurements on a piece of paper that floated by her head. The tape snaked all over the stallion’s body, plotting out his waist, neck, and legs. As a personal habit, Rarity would always measure these locations twice, ensuring an accurate record.

Shining mostly behaved himself during all this measuring. He would squirm a tiny bit and giggle behind his pacifier whenever the measuring tape brushed against a ticklish part of his body. Rarity worried he might burst into a giggle fit when she wrapped the tape around his midsection, tickling his sensitive, soft tummy. Every measurement she took was like defusing a big toddler sized bomb and she had to take a collective breath of air anytime she successfully measured out an area.

Meanwhile, Cadance lounged about among the pillows and cushions off to the side of the room. She passed the time by browsing a book she snatched from the shelves. It was a brightly colored picture book that probably had some story in it as well, but she didn’t bother with it. she just liked looking at the pictures. Occasionally she would look up from her spot and check Rarity’s progress only to go back to her reading.

After a fair bit of adjustments, the dress was finally ready to be put on. Bits of fabric had to be added into the design to meet Shining’s size requirements, making it look more like a patchwork quilt than a dress. Its seams were fragile at this state, but with careful hooves, Rarity was able to guide Shining into the outfit with only a few popped stitches to fix.

It was quite a feat dressing the stallion. Shining seemed to squirm the most as the dress was put on him, coming dangerously close to ripping a seam wide open with his childish fidgeting. Rarity had to practically fight with him to get him to poke his head and forehooves through the top part of the dress, an otherwise simple task made almost impossible.

It didn’t take long for Rarity to reach the end of her wits with the stallion. He proved to be a rather difficult client. She had more luck keeping actual children still better than she could Shiny. The stallion could hardly stand in one position long enough before fidgeting, squirming, or taking a few steps off to the side somewhere for no reason whatsoever. He was easily distracted, hard to control, and seemed to be unaware of the added bulk that his diaper added, making him clumsy. He would frequently bump Rarity in the face with his diapered rump, making the unicorn let out a bothered huff each time it happened.

After doing quite a bit of measuring, and all too often re-remeasuring, Rarity was reaching her breaking point. The little adjustments the stallion made, the numerous times she had to guide him back into position after wandering, all of it began snowballing into a frustration that made Rarity’s eye twitch and her huffs become even more frequent.

“P-please! Stand still...” was all Rarity could manage, trying her best not to completely lose it with her client. Professionalism was top priority afterall.

In a miraculous moment of clarity, Shining suddenly froze. At first Rarity thought her words actually got through to him. Only as she would quickly find out, that was not the case.

A lowly moan came from the unusually still stallion as his head lowered to the ground. Without warning to his tailor, Shining began huffing and pushing out a sizable mess into his already soggy diaper. The load pushed out the back of the crinking garment, messing up any temporary seams that Rarity might have set in place around his backend.

Messy diapers were not an uncommon occurrence in this new reality, but doing it in front of a pony who was so carefully trying to measure out an outfit certainly came off as rude. The added bulk to the diaper threw everything off for Rarity, forcing her to make a hundred different adjustments to accommodate the now messy diaper. Inseams needed to be reinforced, stitchings needed to be straightened out. Her work load had just doubled with a single infantile act.

Once he was done soiling himself, Shining stood uncharacteristically still. He wore a goofy smile on his face, quite happy with his babyish decision. Likely recovering from making such a hefty mess in his diaper, the stallion gave Rarity precious minutes of uninterrupted work. For a moment, she actually thought she’d get something done.

Of course, like many times before, Shining’s stillness did not last. Once the big foal recovered from a satisfying voiding of his bowels, he was back to his old tricks, this time with the added bulk and stink of his heavily used diaper. Now he’d interfere by attempting to touch the lumpy back of his diaper, craving that tactile sensation to confirm his dirty deed. Rarity would have to constantly tap his hoof out of the way of her measuring tape or threading needle.

After many many failed attempts at touching his full diaper, Shining finally broke away from Rarity’s work area and waddled off to the one pony who he knew would help him. If he couldn’t touch his diaper for reasons his little mind couldn’t comprehend, than maybe mommy could.

Rarity’s mouth hung open in disbelief as the stallion just walked away from his fitting. A half made dress hung on his body as he waddled off to Cadance who had made herself comfortable in the bed of reading cushions.

“Are we done playing dress up, sweetie?” Cadance cooed, rubbing Shining’s chin. Judging by the open seams, the non matching fabric, and the loose bits of thread that dangled off of him, it was very obvious to Rarity that they were nowhere near finished. “Oh what’s the matter?” Cadance started again, this time dipping her hoof deep underneath the stallion’s underside, grabbing at his sagging diaper front. Her hoof sank deep into the saturated gels of the diaper, producing a very audible squish from the massive thing. Shining groaned and leaned into his wife’s touch, his aching stallionhood straining against her touch. “Ooooh, does Shiny wanna make stickies? Does he wanna make stickies for mommy?!”

Shining happily hopped in place, nuzzling into his wife with a childish giggle. His diapered rump wagged with anticipation as he shamelessly grinded his crotch against Cadance’s touch. “Yes momma!”

“Would you mind it if Shiny borrowed your diaper?” Cadance asked Rarity rather abruptly, “my little stallion enjoys playing with one as he makes stickies.”

Rarity did everything in her power not to snap at the princess on the spot. How could Cadance possibly be thinking about playtime when they were hardly finished with Shining’s outfit? To take it all off now would undo hours of hard work, forcing her to practically start from scratch. She was going to put her foot down. No way was she going to let Cadance waste her time like this!

Only, her answer never came and her hoof was never put down. Before she could do any of that, she felt her own diaper magically loosen itself from her waist. In an act of assuming the answer would be yes anyway, Cadance was already pulling her diaper off, floating it over to her husband without even looking up at Rarity.

“Here you go, sweetie,” Cadance cooed, floating the yellow diaper down to the ground before Shiny. The eager stallion happily crouched and shoved his muzzle into the urine soaked padding, sniffing and snorting as his forehooves rubbing furiously into his tenting diaper. Rarity noted the lack of ‘please and thank you’s’ exchanged by the stallion as he just grabbed the diaper for himself. A mark of a true spoiled brat. “He’ll just be a minute,” Cadance so casually stated.

Rarity was stunned by Cadance’s forwardness. She stood there frozen in bewilderment, left alone as the other two ponies went off to do their own thing. For the moment she was left alone with only the cold breeze on her moist backside to keep her company.

Meanwhile, Shining was in heaven. Now he was free to squish and squelch every inch of his messy and wet diaper, fueling his throbbing cock further. His forehooves went right to work at doing just that, dancing around the swollen thing like his life depended on it. He didn’t hesitate to pressing the lumpy mess in the back of his diaper against his butt, molding the muck around with loud moans. Between rubs he would press his muzzle into Rarity’s urine soaked diaper, panting into the yellow gels as his arousal burned even brighter.

He kicked away the dress ruffles that got in his way as he pressed and rubbed the diaper all over. Carefully placed safety pins and sewing needles that Rarity had threaded into the new outfit for adjustments were pulled apart with hopeless abandon. Delicate seams ripped open as the horny stallion squirmed about and groped his diaper. His hoof dug deep into the fancy fabrics, rubbing carelessly into the mess of material that had the misfortune of getting in between him and his heavily soiled diaper.

As Shining played his horny games, Rarity just stared in utter disbelief. It felt as if in one fell swoop, an otherwise ordinary tailor fitting was turned into a nursery madhouse where the inmate ruled the asylum. The fact that Cadance allowed all this to happen was absolutely baffling.

Amidst her open mouthed shock, Rarity suddenly felt her body being lifted up into the air, glowing with Cadance’s magic. She floated over to an empty part of the floor, flipped over onto her back for an unexpected diaper change. Cadance didn’t ask for permission, she hardly saw a reason for it. Instead she had Rarity on her back, legs hiked up high with a diaper already sliding its way under the unicorn’s rump.

“Can’t have you running around naked, now can we?” Cadance chuckled as she retrieved a tub of nursery scented wipes. Six moist wipes popped out of the plastic container, floating up into the air like paper thin birds. One by one they swooped in and cleaned Rarity’s diaper area, each one wiping away a little bit more of the faint urine scent that clung to her lower half.

Rarity spent the beginning of the diaper change scowling at Shining who continued to squirm out of the corner of her eye. She watched in frustration as the stallion carelessly ripped apart the dress to get to his diaper, ruining all that hard work. It was tough for the irked unicorn to focus on anything else, even as Cadance changed her into a dry diaper.

This angry stare however was suddenly stopped when she felt one of the cold wipes brush across her pussy. Her thighs instinctively twitched close a tiny bit in response as her head snapped forward to watch the event unfold. One cold wipe was enough to grab her attention. Two was enough to cause her face to flare up and her heartbeat to quicken. And when a third wipe cleaned her crotch, she was silently begging for more.

Cadance, being the experienced diaper changer that she was, noticed this response immediately. Even if Rarity had a reputation of being professional and prudish, Cadance recognized a sexually frustrated pony when she saw one. To drive this point home she used a few extra wipes to further tease Rarity’s heating sex, all the more to drive the unicorn crazy.

As Shining’s loud moans and crinkles filled the room, Cadance hummed a tuneless song. She handled Rarity’s diaper change like a mindness chore, something that she had done thousands of times and hardly needed her full attention to complete. Every now and then she would glance up to check on her diapered husband who still squirmed and rubbed away at his diaper.

Rarity took in shaky, heated breaths as Cadance continued to wipe her down with the sixth and seventh wipe. She did everything in her power not to moan or squirm out of fear that it might ruin her chance at orgasmic release. She instead laid back, legs splayed out as she bit her lower lip.

Before Rarity could get too far, the plush, regal diaper was pulled up between her legs and taped on tight. She looked up puzzled, only to find Cadance casually putting the changing supplies away, signaling that the diaper change had officially ended. Her body still tingled, aching for that wonderful release that now turned into a craving.

Right away she took on the task herself and dropped both forehooves on top of her diaper, grabbing hold of the crinkling mound of padding that hugged her waist. Mentally she braced herself for a pleasurable masturbation session that would end in fireworks of orgasmic delight. However she only managed to get a few good rubs in before her hoofs were shooed away by Cadance.

“Ah ah ah, naughty naughty,” Cadance tsked, “you might hurt yourself if I let you just rub away whenever you feel like it.” Her hoof plopped down onto Rarity’s diapered front, causing a chorus of crinkles to erupt from the padding. “Leave everything to me,” she grinned.

Everything started slow. First Cadance brushed her hoof up and down the length of Rarity’s diaper, barely even stimulating the incredibly horny unicorn. She took her time progressing to higher and higher levels, picking up the pace and rubbing deeper and faster into Rarity’s diaper.

Rarity squirmed underneath the wonderful rubbings. She was at the alicorn’s mercy and practically melted under her touch. She stifled pleasure filled moans that tried to ooze themselves out of her mouth as her body flared with heated sexual energy. She wanted more and Cadance was happy to oblige.

Meanwhile Shining was reaching the end of his own private moment. This whole time the stallion was squirming on the ground, grinding against his hooves and making quite a mess of things. His cock throbbed inside the wet and soiled padding, hanging dangerously close on the edge of the sought after climax. His hooves continued to squish the swollen padding about, paying the most attention to the sticky muck that discolored the back of the garment.

Finally in one burst of energy, he furiously rubbed his member through the diaper. His back tensed up as his breathing stopped for only a second or two. A loud grunt cut through the air as his member began spraying into the waiting diaper, splattering a healthy load against its absorbant inner walls.

Cadance stopped her feverish rubbing to watch Shining in his final moments, causing Rarity to frown with disappointment. Cadance smiled at the grunting stallion like a proud mother, ‘aww’ing when he finally finished and collapsed to the floor. “Mummy’s little stallion,” she chuckled, “isn’t he just the cutest?”

Rarity looked past the handsome stallion and focused her gaze on the mess of fabric and sewing needles scattered around him. She couldn’t help but frown, “yeah. Cute...” She looked over the state of things. Shining’s furious masturbation session had left quite a mess of things. Cuts of fabric hung off his body or loosely fell to the floor. Remnants of her once beautiful suit were lost in piles of safety pins and cloth.

In the middle of this disaster area of discarded pins and ripped pieces of cloth laid Shining Armor. He laid there splayed out on the floor, his chest pumping up and down as he caught his breath. His heavily used diaper was now exposed and out in the open for all to see its discolored and disfigured shape.

Cadance spent a few long, agonizing minutes staring at the expended stallion. She couldn’t have been prouder for her cute diapered stallion. Helping Rarity finish fell to the wayside as she just stared at Shining. The wait felt so long that Rarity had half a mind to go back to rubbing her diaper herself. She was so close already and her sex crazed mind hardly wanted to wait.

Shining eventually pulled himself off the ground and waddled over to the two mares, interrupting an otherwise peaceful diaper change. He carried with him the ripped remnants of his dress, carelessly dragging large sections of it across the floor. “Momma, I’m sleepy,” he whined, rubbing an eye as he pouted.

Cadance looked up with a motherly chuckle, “aww, being a good little fashion pony tired you out?”

“Uh huh,” Shining answered with a yawn.

“Well I still need to change Miss Rarity. Can you lay down quietly while I finish?”

“Okay,” he said sleepily, nodding passively as he waddled over to an empty patch of pillows. Another yawn slipped out of his muzzle as he noisily plopped down onto the makeshift bed, his diaper loudly smacking against the ground as its contents shifted inside its plastic shell.

Cadance chuckled at her sleepy stallion before turning back to Rarity. “Now...” she started, her hoof floating over the unicorn’s diapered crotch, “where was I?...”

With more power than ever, Cadance’s hoof grinded deep into Rarity’s diaper. The sensation sent surges of pleasure through Rarity’s body, forcing a powerful moan to slip out of her mouth. There was no fooling around now, she was going for the kill.

“You worked so well with Shiny today. I think we should make this a regular thing!” Cadance thought out loud as she continued rubbing Rarity’s diaper faster and faster. She then let out an excited gasp, “oh! You could be his babysitter!”

Rarity scowled at the idea for a brief moment and wanted to so badly turn down the offer with a furious shake of her head, but that all melted away as Cadance’s hoof played with her diaper some more. A wonderful pleasure coursed through her body so powerfully that she would practically agree to anything at this point.

“And your wet diaper was such a hit with my little Shiny. Maybe some of the other ponies in the castle would want to try. We could bring a bunch in and have them meet you first hand. I’m sure they’d love it!” Cadance grew more and more excited with every motherly idea she came up with.

Again, Rarity frowned at the idea with disgust. The last thing she wanted to do was waddle around and be ogled by a bunch of horny ponies grabbing for her diaper like a bunch of greedy children. That was another suggestion she would have very likely said no to. However, much like before, that decision was swayed by Cadance’s rapid diaper rubbings.

To help the squirming unicorn finish, Cadance enchanted the diaper with a little spell, causing the whole thing to vibrate feverishly against Rarity’s body. The magic soaked deep into the diaper’s padding, causing it to glow a faint blue while covering every inch of the garment with its orgasm amplifying power. Some of it, and this was hard to prove of course, might have even soaked into Rarity herself, further fueling her already aching need to climax.

“I love my diapers!” Rarity exclaimed rather unprofessionally, but it was that same exclamation that she needed to push herself over the edge. As soon as those words left her mouth, she felt a powerful orgasm explode from her body, shooting bolts of pent up pleasure straight through her spine. Her legs stiffened straight into the air as her mouth opened wide to take in as much air as possible. Her entire body vibrated alongside the enchanted diaper.

After a good long ten minutes of absolute euphoria, Rarity’s tense body finally dropped to the ground. The spell that buzzed the diaper against her aching pussy slowly began to fade. She panted heavily, struggling to catch her breath after all that. Her entire body felt weak after that ordeal, practically wiping all of her energy out of her in one fell swoop.

Everything slowly faded into darkness as the exhausted unicorn dozed off. The last thing she could recall was the faintest image of a soft blanket being pulled over her body, followed by a caring kiss on her forehead.