Fluttershy couldn't stand it.

Everypony was looking at her, she just knew it. Her used diaper was clearly visible, sagging between her flanks. She attracted several confused stares as Rarity led her filly through the streets of Ponyville.

Oh why is so busy? Fluttershy thought, Everypony's staring! However, despite the fact that her face was flushing deeper every minute, the embarrassment only fueled her flames. She was itching to stop walking and shove her hoof into her diaper right there in the middle of the road, but instead, she restrained herself.

They continued to walk for a good ten, maybe fifteen minutes. Then Fluttershy felt a growing discomfort in her stomach. Rarity noticed this, trying desperately to hide her smile. Her plan was working. After sitting through her discomfort for a few minutes, Fluttershy spoke up.

"Mommy, I gotta go potty. . ." Fluttershy said, desperately clenching her butt.

"Number one or number two?" Rarity was making Fluttershy wait on purpose, as she clearly knew the answer.

"Numbah two." Fluttershy was trying really hard not to mess herself at this point.

Rarity wasn't done having fun, though. "Now, just to be sure, you do know what a number two is, right sweetie?"

"Ugh. . ." Fluttershy groaned, holding back what she knew to be a massive load, "yes..."

"Tell Mommy what it is, please?" Rarity was just being a total bitch right now. Fluttershy knew what her Mommy was doing, but she couldn't argue against it. After all, she was just a little filly who was struggling to make it to the potty. What room did she have to argue?

"Poopy. A numbah two is a poopy." She twitched under the pressure, now struggling to walk.

"Well, we're almost at the store, do you think you can hold it?" Rarity knew her little filly couldn't.

"Ugh. . . m-maybe?"

"Well, you can just go in your diaper if you really need to," Rarity suggested, "But we're in public, so it's up to you I guess."

Fluttershy couldn't think of a better idea. Pooping herself sounded so good to her right then. "Okay, I'm just gonna go. . ." She stopped and raised her plot in the air, lifting her tail up. Her face went red once again, but not with blush, but instead, with strain. She pushed on her bowels and felt the goop push its way into her diaper. She countinued to push untill her diaper was filled to the brim with the smelly mess.

Finished with the naughty deed, Fluttershy stood up, feeling her full diaper sag down, now visibly stained from her "accident". Looking around, she noticed several ponies looking at her, aghast, if not truly disgusted by the scent that now lingered in the air.

"All done, daw'ling?" Rarity smiled knowingly at her "daughter".

"Um. . . yeah. . ." Fluttershy said, ashamed, shuffling in her mess, squishing the substance against herself, eliciting a loud *squish* from her diaper.

"Well, I think somepony deserves to be punished. . ." Rarity cooed seductively.

Fluttershy's eyes widened at this. "W-what?" Tears filled her eyes. "But you said I could go poopy!"

"I did, but I didn't know you'd poop so much!" Rarity shoved a hoof into the seat of Fluttershy's padding, pressing against Fluttershy's excretement. "You could leak if you have to go again! Not only that, but it smells absolutely appalling! Imagine if I, the fabulous Rarity, were to be seen, and the first thing they smell is not my new perfume everypony is wearing, but your stinky butt! My reputation would be ruined!"

"Um. . . okay, just not too hard, my plot still hurts from earlier. . ." Fluttershy pleaded, thinking back to her spanking from earlier.

"OH NO!" Rarity was yelling now, so everypony was looking there way, "YOU ARE NOT GETTING OFF THAT EASY!"

Rarity forced Fluttershy to bend down, making sure the bystanders could visibly see her foal's naughty deed. She raised a hoof and brought it down square unto Fluttershy's mess, splattering it over her plot.

"Oh my!" Fluttershy moaned with pleasure, practically drooling on the dirt road. Fluttershy happily received her punishment as the bystanders gazed upon the strange sight. She didn't mind the attention at all. In fact, SHE LOVED IT! She felt so naughty. She was a bad little girl who pooped her diaper and was being punished in front of everypony. Nothing turned her on more.

Rarity's spanking soon came to its bitter end, however, and to finish, Rarity gripped Fluttershy's mess with one hoof and ran her hoof towards the front of her diaper. Fluttershy decided right then to pee, because she'd been holding it since they were at home. The front of her diaper filled with warm urine and stained yellow, the wetness detectors on them clearly vanishing. Rarity noticed and smiled seductively at her foal's little "accident."

Fluttershy diaper had seen better days, clearly. She was so wet, and felt so clammy. She was warm though, so that was a plus. Normally this would be enough to comfort her, except she wasn't just wet. She'd also pooped herself, and had it spread everywhere. Her plot, she could feel, was covered in goop. The rest of her mess was in places that it really shouldn't have been. She squirmed in her shame, sitting in her own waste, like the baby she was.

"Come on, daw'ling, let's keep walking so we can get you in a fresh diaper!" Rarity said as she softly swatted Fluttershy's diapered plot, squishing her mess, once again, uncomfortably against her.

"Otay Mommy!" Fluttershy obediently complied, following along, trying not to wince as she both felt and smelled her stinky load pressing against her with each step. Eventually, she couldn't take it, and stopped suddenly, breathing unsteadily, fighting back the backlog of waterworks that were about to be unleashed.

"Sweetie, don't cry!" Rarity pleaded, understanding what was wrong. For Fluttershy, however, being told not to cry just opened the floodgates. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she wet herself for what was hopefully to be the last time that day. She didn't notice, but she certainly wet herself again.

"Mommy!" Fluttershy sobbed into her marefriend's breasts. She wanted nothing more than a fresh, clean diaper right then. Suddenly, Rarity pulled her away and stuck something in her mouth. Fluttershy immediately recognizes it as a pacifier. She happily suckles away, forgetting how naughty of a filly she really was. "Tank woo, Mommy. . ." Fluttershy loved her pacifiers almost as much as she loved her diapers.

Fluttershy zoned out for awhile, and soon, they were at the store. Who knows what magical, naughty things lay beyond its automatic doors. . . .

Author's Note

Da, Da, Daa!!!!
Sunspense!!!
This was a short one, but the next chapter will have alot going on. This was just the smut-filled trip there that I could've easily leftt out, but come on, who doesn't love a little smut? Am I right or am I right? ¦D