A Twist of Reality: Renewal

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

Meanwhile back in Canterlot, Twilight Sparkle and her friends were assembling in a freshly built nursery. Applejack and Rainbow Dash led the way as the two excitable ponies clambered over each other in their mad dash through the castle halls. They reached the nursery at the same exact time, but that didn’t stop the two from arguing the point well after everypony else arrived. Pinkie Pie came in next, riding on top of Stoney, her absorbent caretaker. Stoney’s back had already grown dark and yellow from the spurts of urine that Pinkie released out of anticipation. Fluttershy arrived shortly after, with a brigade of sentient stuffed animals crowding around her.

The nursery, unlike the dark and dingy smelling catacomb nursery they played their games in not hours ago, had a certain vibrance to it as a perfect place for diapered ponies. A lot of love was put into the details of the room, a mark of pride for the carpenters and architects that constructed such a feat.

Built inside a large room in one of the castle’s towers, this new nursery came with everything the diaper centric reality might require of it. It was a roundish room, with sizable windows on all sides to allow plenty of bright sun light into the room. The walls were painted calming shades of blues and lavenders, nothing too overly stimulating. The ceiling was a treasure trove of art with stars and tree branches and swirls stretching across its surface to give the large canvas something interesting to look at. Sectioned off by varying types of carpet and easy to clean hardwood floor, the nursery had its own kitchen area, play area, and even an arts and crafts section.

Plastic storage bins filled with toys, kitchen cupboards fully stocked with baby food jars, snacks, and plasticware, the room had everything. It even had a side room devoted to naps and quiet time.

Princess Celestia was the last one to enter the room with Twilight so delicately balanced on her back. After a furious grind session down in the catacombs, the purple unicorn had quickly tuckered herself out, taking a quick nap on the princess’s back. A loose fitting, soggy diaper, smelling of old urine, hung on her waist to absorb any wayward fluids that might dribble out of the slumbering pony.

Keeping a close eye on Twilight to ensure the little pony didn’t fall off, Celestia took a moment to look over the other ponies in the room. Pinkie Pie was going to town on the nursery’s food reserves, helping herself to a pack of cookies she found almost immediately after entering the room. Stoney stood watch like a loyal hound, showing no interest in eating anything. Fluttershy scurried off to a far corner of the nursery, chattering away with her group of fluffy friends. The stuffed animals didn’t say anything, but their stitched mouths and glass eyes showed that they were having just as good of a time as she was.

Meanwhile Applejack and Rainbow Dash were already fighting over all the fun toys. They quickly stirred up the room’s quiet atmosphere with their happy, excited squeals and the sound of plastic toys clanking together. Celestia chuckled at the sight and allowed the diapered pair to be as loud as they wanted. They were free to enjoy themselves, even going as far as breaking a couple toys in the process. Nothing that couldn’t be replaced though.

“Remember to play nice, girls,” Celestia called across the room.

The two mares’ ears perked up as the princess’s voice reminded them of their promised reward for getting to the nursery on time. They immediately dropped whatever toy they were playing with and made a mad dash over to Celestia. Once again they very nearly toppled over each other as they skidded right up to the alicorn’s feet.

“Don’t we get a gold star?!” Applejack called out.

“Yeah, you promised a gold star!” Rainbow Dash blurted out as well.

“You promised!” Applejack added.

“Yes yes of course you both get gold stars!” Celestia smiled, pulling out a sticker sheet of stars. In the sunlight, the shiny stars almost appeared to shimmer with a rainbow glow. An enchanting effect that made the stickers all the more coveted by the eager pair of ponies. Alongside the stickers floated in two charts bearing Dash’s and Applejack’s names, an arbitrary tracker of their recent potty training exploits. “In fact, you two get to have one of my special gold stars!”

The two ponies watched with wide eyed awe as Celestia peeled off two star stickers and placed them on their potty training charts. She didn’t mark any particular day and instead placed the sticker somewhere in the middle of the sheet. It didn’t seem to matter though, because once the stickers touched the charts they glowed brightly before fading away. The enchanted stars spread their magic across the potty training charts instantaneously as a surge of that distinct magical glimmer breezed over them like sparkling waves.

Despite having no real visible reward for their hard work, Applejack and Rainbow Dash were ecstatic. To be given one of Princess Celestia’s “special” stars was among the highest honor their regressed minds could imagine. They took hold of their potty training charts, barked out something that sort of sounded like “thank you, Miss Celestia” and ran off with their prizes with pride. A sense of accomplishment swelled in their minds as they beamed with a growing sense of success.

They happily trotted back to the play area where they both planned on picking up whatever game they had started before. However as the two walked back to the toys, their eyes landed on a brightly colored training potty. Made up of a bulky pink and white plastic, this training potty was one of the many additions that Celestia added to the nursery. Looking over its smooth edged and child friendly design, the potty was hardly anything out of the ordinary in this new adult nursery.

“I gotta go potty!” Dash blurted out of nowhere, dancing in place for a moment before scurrying off to the potty. She hastily pulled her diaper off as she dropped her potty training chart off to the side somewhere. In seconds she was peeing into the potty’s hollow insides, creating a loud hissing sound that echoed around the room.

Her potty training chart glowed ever so faintly as a row of sun stickers suddenly filled the first week of days. Not a single storm cloud to be seen. The chart now resembled that of a toddler who was well on her way to being fully potty trained and in an instant Dash’s mind filled with false memories of her previous successful trips to the potty.

Out of nowhere came another tickle of pride for being a big girl. Dash beamed with fond memories of making it to the potty on time and all the praise and rewards that came with it. She worked hard to earn every single sun sticker that filled her chart. At least that’s what she was led to believe.

She wiggled in her seat as the satisfaction of an empty bladder and the swell of pride of being a big girl flowed over her. She eyed the ripped open diaper next to her feet and kicked the crinkling thing with disgust. Only babies wore those! And she wasn’t a baby!

“I did it!” the pegasus exclaimed, hopping up into the air once she was finished using the potty. She smiled proudly at the pool of urine that sat at the bottom of the training potty. This would surely win her another sunshine sticker for sure! She was so happy about this idea that she even started to dance a little in place.

Applejack looked up from her toys and frowned at Dash’s success. Her own chart didn’t have nearly as many sun stickers, but she was working hard at that. She had enough, however, to give her the confidence to go diaperless like Rainbow Dash. Standing up, she did just that and had her diaper off in one swift motion. If Dash could do it, so could she!

However, that cocky stance only lasted for a moment as a subtle signal from her bladder went unchecked by her busy mind. Suddenly a puddle began to form around her feet, a creeping warmth surrounding her. As she scowled competitively at the dancing pegasus she failed to notice a couple of storm clouds that faded into existence on her chart. With the new stickers came a rather weak control on her bladder, which was more than happy to release itself while she was distracted.

The growing urine puddle cooled around her ankles, making her blush furiously. Rainbow Dash was quick to notice as well, leaping on the opportunity to flaunt her superior potty training.

“Haha! Baby!” Rainbow Dash laughed, “you’ll never be potty trained if you keep...” Only Dash’s words shuddered to a silent stop as embarrassment drained the color from her face. While she poked and pointed at Applejack, a diaper suddenly appeared around her waist. A nice and thick one too. And not seconds later she felt a dreaded warmth suddenly fill the back of her diaper. The diaper began to balloon behind, filling up with a heavy mess, a clear mark of someone who was clearly NOT potty trained.

“O-oh no...” Dash grumbled, running a hoof over her lumpy diaper. That was sure to earn her a storm cloud sticker for sure! She just hoped Applejack wouldn’t notice.

It didn’t take much to notice Dash’s state of affairs. Once she caught herself mid-accident, the pegasus squirmed dramatically in place, bouncing from hoof to hoof as she desperately tried to put an end to the growing series of lumps that plopped into her diaper. She even went as far as to wedging a hoof between her legs in hopes that it would somehow sedate her disobedient bowels.

Despite all this, it took quite some time for Applejack’s keen observation skills to notice Dash’s situation. The humiliation of making puddles still burned on her cheeks, but opportunity showed itself when she finally did notice Dash’s well used diaper.

“Ha ha!” Applejack exclaimed pointing at Dash’s soggy diaper. “Baby! Baby! Baby!” she laughed, pointed, and called out in a singy-song voice.

“Sh-shuddup, I am not!” Dash’s face flared up in pouting anger. She stopped her hooves for emphasis. “Am NOT!”

“You TOTALLY are! Look at you using your diapers instead of the potty like me!” Applejack proudly flaunted her pretty pink pull ups which were also completely dry. Her chart now only had one or two storm clouds on it. A relatively flawless record in her eyes. Memories of her recent puddle making faded away as the urine puddle itself magically disappeared.

Dash scowled, puffing out her cheeks with a childish pout. “I’ll show you how it's done!” she boasted, promptly pulling her stinky diaper down to her ankles and plopping down on the training potty. In no time at all a hollow hissing could be heard as her successfully trained bladder obeyed her to the letter. She crossed her arms matter-of-factly and smirked smugly at Applejack. With that successful trip to the potty, her heavily used diaper disappeared, replaced by a fresh pull up.

The earth pony just scowled at her, envious of Dash’s superb bladder control. Applejack wasn’t quite at that level of potty training yet. At least that’s what she was made to believe. Potty training was just so time consuming and Dash made it look so easy. She probably could have used the potty like Dash just as easily if she tried, but she never wanted to pull herself away from her toys.

Although watching her use the potty like that stirred a faint reminder in Applejack’s mind. Did she need to go to the backroom now? When was the last time she went? How was she supposed to know when she needed to go?

“Ha!” Dash exclaimed, proudly yanking up her pull ups, “see?!”

Only Applejack hardly noticed. She was much too involved in spacing out, staring blankly off to the side somewhere. A large lump appeared out of nowhere in the back of her diaper, filling it up with a heavy muck as the earth pony just stood there in a daze. She even began willing wetting herself, completely forgetting about her most recent attempts at potty training herself.

Off to the side somewhere, her potty training chart filled with sad storm cloud stickers, the mark of a pony who didn’t quite know what a potty actually was. Her mind instantly filled with a dozen situations where she struggled with the very concept of potty training. When she needed to go, her body would just go and she couldn’t quite understand why that was a problem. In situations much like this one, she just let her body do what it needed to do.

When the deed was done she carelessly plopped down onto her rump, grabbing at whatever toy nearby to play with. Potty training was hardly something on the mare’s mind.

“Yuck,” Dash grumbled, plugging her nose, “you’re stinky!” She scowled at the messy earth pony who was too involved in her toys to hear her. The last thing Dash wanted to do was play with a stinky baby like Applejack, but the toys did look like fun. Surely she could play with them for a little bit. That wouldn’t be too bad. And maybe she could help Applejack with her potty training. When she was ready to learn at least.

From then on Applejack’s and Rainbow Dash’s potty training would always be in constant flux, magically swayed by their enchanted potty training charts. Sometimes they were almost completely diaper free, possessing the ability to run off to their plastic training potty to do their business in. Other times, however, they couldn’t have been farther from being diaper free. Everytime their training shifted, so did their memories and opinions on potty training. At times potty training was the most important thing they had to focus on. Other times it was completely ignored.

Meanwhile, Fluttershy was playing with her plushie friends, setting up shop in the corner of the nursery where all the pillows were collected. Happy squeals came from the diapered pegasus as she merrily danced about with her new fluffy friends. Fluttershy’s plushie pals were always so soft and cuddly and eager to help out in whatever game the mare came up with. They were the perfect playtime companions for the timid pegasus.

Extraordinary games of pretend, lengthy tea parties with plastic tea cups, spontaneous humping sessions on whatever toy was close enough at the time, there wasn't anything Fluttershy could dream up that the sentient plushies couldn't keep up with. Her latest game had led her to burying herself deep into the pile of plushies, giggling happily as the fluffy and cuddly soft toys surrounded her.

Covered in such comfortable plush almost made Fluttershy feel like one of them. She imagined that this was a lot like how it’d be if she was a plush toy was as well. It was an idea that inspired the diapered pony. Things would be so much better if she was a stuffed animal. She’d be so soft and cuddly.

After awhile, her powers of imagination seemed to grow in power, manifesting themselves into a physical force that shaped her very body. She felt a happy glow envelope her body, tingling her skin and making her fur stand on end. The tingling turned into an all body encompassing numbness until she found herself involved in an otherworldly transformation.

All those strange changes started with a hiccup, as if the last of Fluttershy’s physical self was leaving her body. A tingling sensation surged across her body as her sense of touch numbed itself. Her furry coat began melting, turning into a soft fabric that was incredibly cuddly to hug. Her pink hair and tail melted as well, turning into a similar fabric material as the rest of her. Painlessly, her bones and organs inflated into cotton, filling her insides with a warm cozy feeling. A soft feeling like nothing could hurt her.

During this vast transformation, Fluttershy’s anatomy smoothed out to a simpler, gentler shape as well. The intricacies of her leg joints and spine became uncomplicated and clean. Her eyes glazed into glass versions of themselves, maintaining her sight, but now simple disks stitched on. Finally, as one last change of Fluttershy’s plushification, her body began to shrink to the size of the other stuffed animals.Soon, in a matter of minutes the magic shape shift was complete. She had become a living plushie!

The Fluttershy plush let out a happy gasp as she looked down at her simple feet. A wonderful sensation flowered over her like a tingling wave. She hopped up to her feet and squealed happily at the new, soft sensations that tingled every inch of her new body.

“I’m just like you now!” the Fluttershy plush fluttered her cloth wings.

The other stuffed animals shared in Fluttershy’s excitement, celebrating the change with silent cheers and happy claps. Fluttershy pulled as many of them as she could hold into a big hug, squeezing them tight with a happy giggle.

After their little celebration, Fluttershy ran off with her fluffy friends, finding a new sense of belonging in the group of stuffed animals. There was no telling what the future held for the little stuffed pony. Who knew what kind of games she could play in this new form. She couldn’t have been more excited!

Pinkie Pie sat in the middle of the kitchen area, her diapered rump cushioning the cool linoleum floor tiles. A large helping of instant pudding sat in her lap in a big plastic bowl as she stirred away at the mixture with a big wooden spoon.

Stoney stood guard close by, silently watching over the pink pony. He patiently sat beside her, remaining contrastingly quiet as the sugar crazed pony pulled him along for her silly antics. After binge eating all the snacks in the nursery, Pinkie Pie was taking a break from the cookies and crackers and instead focused on making some delicious chocolate pudding for the group.

“Wanna bite?!” Pinkie asked, holding out a spoon of the chocolate pudding towards the diaper golem.

Stoney just stared blankly at the offering. Having no desire or need for food, eating only served a cosmetic need. Anything the diaper pony would consume would simply be absorbed into his padded insides before disappearing during his regular refreshing cycles.

Still, despite having no interest in eating, he was also Pinkie Pie’s assigned caretaker so he was eager to please the pink pony. He opened his mouth to accept the spoonful of pudding.

“Boop!” Pinkie exclaimed, poking Stoney’s nose with the spoon, dotting it with a dab of pudding. She giggled up a storm as the diaper golem just blinked, crossing his eyes to examine the spot of pudding on his face.

The expression on his face didn’t change from anything other than a blank stare, but something seemed to click in the golem’s mind. He responded to Pinkie’s mischievous deed by reach his whole hoof into the bowl of pudding and smearing a sizable amount of the sugary treat right into Pinkie’s face. It was a crude method of retaliation, but incredibly effective.

Pinkie’s giggling became louder as her face became lathered in a thick layer of pudding. She quickly responded in kind by grabbing an even bigger hoof full of pudding and now throwing it at Stony’s face.

Again, the golem didn’t respond or react, even as a hefty mass of chocolate pudding splattered on his face, but Pinkie was giggling enough for both of them. She was on her back in hysterics, balancing the big bowl in her lap as her legs wiggled.

After wiping off whatever he could manage with a single hoof, Stoney pulled the bowl out of Pinkie’s lap. He then tipped it over right on top of Pinkie’s head, covering Pinkie’s entire head with the rest of the instant pudding.

Pinkie was caught off guard by the cold mass that suddenly encompassed her ears, mane, and the better half of her face. But she quickly fell right back into giggling up a storm, squirming and rolling on the floor. She didn’t even care that the entire supply of the tasty treat was wasted on this messy game.

Amidst her ecstatic giggle fit, a pressure was beginning to grow in her belly. All those sweets and squirms had taken their toll on her body, causing her to lurch forward with a gurgling pain. The giggling abruptly stopped as both of her forehooves swooped in to grab at her burning belly. She instinctively curled up her legs as she began pushing out a mess into her diaper.

Stoney looked on blankly as the back of Pinkie’s diaper sagged and bulged. It was a quick mess, but in no means small. Pinkie always had a knack for making a big stink of things. Before long she had filled the padding to the brim with only a big breathy sigh signalling its end. When she was finished she dropped her legs, contently going back to her giggling although this time it sounded a bit more reserved as she recovered from the sudden diaper mess..

Without hesitation, Stoney left the pudding covered pony to grab the necessary diaper changing supplies. He seemed completely unphased by the pudding smeared across his face. Meanwhile Pinkie continued to play, grabbing hoof fulls of pudding and smearing it around. She even dropped a few globfuls down the front of her diaper for added squish. That seemed to rejuvenate her playful giggling.

Stoney returned to find Pinkie Pie in quite a mess. There was hardly a part of her body that wasn’t covered in pudding. Even the floor around her had become slick with the sugary treat smearing the once clean floor. Regardless of the state of things, Stoney proceeded with the diaper change as per usual.

As Stoney changed her, Pinkie happily laid there, eating away at the pudding that oozed off her head. And she was doing a sloppy job at it too. She would frequently miss her mouth, smearing the pudding across her face or plopping it down on her chest. It was more of a toy than a tasty dessert at this point. And she was free to be as messy as she wanted as Stoney changed her into a fresh diaper.

With golem efficiency, Stoney had Pinkie changed out of her stinky diaper in no time. With the amount of caked on pudding, the fresh diaper was the cleanest thing on her at the moment.

He promptly disposed of the old diaper, returned all the supplies he used to their designated spots, and then pulled Pinkie up onto his back, paying no mind to the smears of pudding that came with everything Pinkie touched. The big mess on the kitchen floor would have to wait. If some guard or maid didn’t take care of it, the dutiful Stoney would do it himself. For now, however, he made a beeline for the nursery’s bathroom.

Pinkie knew just what was happening without being told. “Aww, but I don’t WAAAAANNA bath!” she groaned, deflating on top of Stoney.

Still, the golem pressed on. Completely ignoring everything else that was going on in the room, he carried Pinkie towards the bathroom, deadset on caring for his charge. A bath was important, than maybe perhaps some lunch. Something healthy probably to offset the copious amounts of sweets she had eaten in the past hour.

Off to the side and far away from the noisey traffic of the playroom sat a quiet room for tired ponies to take their naps. A line of beds as well as a number of cribs were kept there. The room was kept dimly lit so that its lavender and dark blue colored walls did not become over stimulating to sleepy ponies. Stars and night skies were painted on the ceiling and walls to elicit sweet dreams and calm happy thoughts.

Celestia brought Twilight into this room to set her down for a nap. It only seemed appropriate after the big day the purple unicorn had. She certainly looked like she needed one. Celestia wasn’t even going to change Twilight’s diaper, figuring that such a thing could wait till morning.

“Now, we’re gonna have to be quiet,” Celestia whispered as they entered the room, “Luna’s already sound asleep.”

With her head she gestured towards Princess Luna who deeply slumbered in a nearby crib. Her blankets were kicked away from her curled up body, revealing her diapered bottom. A forehoof was wedged between her legs as it occasionally gave her soggy diaper front a couple idle rubs.

“Here we are,” Celestia said softly, magically lowering the wooden gate of a vacant crib. The crib was large enough to fit two full grown ponies inside with a number of soft and warm blankets to snuggle under. There was a color scheme of dark blues and purples in the crib, encompassing everything from the pillow sheets to the padded rail guards around the edges.

Twilight yawned as she was gently deposited into the crib. She smiled at the soft cushioned mattress that held her up oh so delicately. It was like laying on a cloud.

“Goodnight, little one,” Celestia cooed, giving Twilight’s soggy diaper a couple pats.

Twilight immediately groaned, reaching her hoofs into the air with a whimpering huff. “B-but Tiiiaaaa!” She made grabbing hooves towards the princess, fussing like an overtired toddler. “I can’t go to sleep without you!”

“Well I really should be out there to keep an eye on your friends...” Celestia rubbed her chin,“ oh but what the hay, they can keep an eye on themselves. They’re big ponies.”

Twilight smiled with sleepy eyes as Celestia climbed into bed with her. Their bodies slipped effortlessly against each other as Celestia magically lifted the crib gate once more.

Once they were settled in under the warm blankets, Celestia pulled Twilight in close with a sensual cuddle. She rested her head on top of Twilight’s taking in a deep breath of the unicorn’s intoxicating scent.

Such a scent had driven her mad in the past. Mad enough to pull Twilight aside and ride her diapered butt without warning. But today both ponies had quite the exhausting day. They would eventually play their games, there’d be plenty of that, but for now an intimate cuddle would have to do.