Pail of Friends

The park today was a beautiful, picturesque display of autumn. With its chilly tranquil atmosphere and vibrantly colored trees, it was an ideal spot for quiet walks and picnics. Dirt paths gently rolled over shallow green hills throughout the park, giving visitors plenty of space to run around and enjoy the cooling weather. Dry leaves of oranges and browns covered the paths as the cool autumn wind pushed piles along.

Discord was taking a break from their little trip around town and was sitting at one of the many wooden benches that dotted the area. He chose a lovely, shady spot running alongside a major route through the park. The perfect place to sit back, relax, and watch all the unsuspecting ponies who walked by.

Fluttershy was pulled out of her stroller seat, flashing her Rainbow Dash diaper to anypony who had the misfortune of passing by at that moment. Innocent ponies just out for a jog or a quiet nature walk were caught completely off guard by the startling sight of the diapered adult mare. Even more so as they couldn’t help but stare at Fluttershy and her drool covered face. The ponies did their best to ignore the questionable sight, walking a little bit faster to exist the scene quicker. Fluttershy didn’t mind though, she was much too entertained by her aimless babbling and drooling to notice.

Rainbow Dash on the other hand screamed out to every pony who passed them by. She wished she had a mouth or a voice or some kind of telepathic energy that would allow her to communicate with the outside world. She was trapped in her padded form, forced to move wherever Fluttershy took her and absorb the occasional spurts of urine that spritzed again the front part of her diaper body.

Discord balanced Fluttershy on his knee and bounced the diapered pony to keep the pony entertained. It was like he could sense Dash’s growing discomfort and sought any means to make the transformed pony’s life even more miserable. “Look Fluttershy,” he cooed at the diapered pony, “look at the cute little birdies!”

Every bounce made Dash cringe as she felt her squishy insides squelch around. Fluttershy was more than happy to squirm on top of Discord’s knee, happily giggling and clapping when she saw the pretty birds fluttering in the tree. Doves and blue jays, crows and yellow jays. It appeared that she still had her natural animal magnetism even in her regressed state.

As luck would have it, this was around the time of day when Spike the dragon set out to take his weekly jog through the park. He took this time to stretch his legs, clear his mind, and recharge his batteries after an exhausting work week.

Like many before him, Spike stumbled across Discord and Fluttershy bouncing on his knee. Like many before him, he couldn’t help but stare at the absurdity. But unlike those before him, Discord decide to play and toy with the dragon.

Discord grinned down toward the young dragon, making sure Spike saw Fluttershy’s drool covered face, soggy diaper, and the distinct Rainbow Dash cutie mark decorating the front panel of the diaper. “Would you like to hold her?” Discord asked, holding Fluttershy up by her armpits, “I promise she doesn’t squirm much.”

“Oh no, no thank you,” Spike took a cautious step back, “I need to get going! I have-” Only his words stopped immediately once he felt a firm tug on her his feet. By some magical, unseen force, his feet had become glued to the ground, unable to be moved an inch.

“What’s the rush? Don’t you want to play with little Shyshy?” Discord floated over to the trapped pony, holding the regressed Fluttershy in his arms. “You know I was in such a rush to leave the house today I had completely forgotten to pack some of the little one’s toys!” He gave Fluttershy a little tickle on her chin before grinning impishly into Spike’s eyes. “...You will do nicely.”

Before Spike could scurry too far, Discord tightly grabbed one of his arms. A magic aura appeared around Discord’s hand before growing and encompassing the trapped dragon. A bright, multicolored light pulsed up his body, tingling his insides as he felt the world begin to spin around him.

Spike felt sick to his stomach as the magic empowered his body, however that nausea only lasted a few short minutes. Without him fully realizing it his ill stomach had turned into a plush version of itself. His organs were all magically replaced with felt and stuffing, miraculously still maintaining his bodily functions without losing a beat. Frozen in place, he felt his body fill with cotton.

His green colored eyes painlessly turned into glass disc versions of themselves. Oddly enough he still maintained his ability to blink even as his mouth molded shut into a permanent friendly smile. Next his scales shifted to a soft minky texture, smoothing out to a printed fabric. He was starting to resemble a full fledged stuffed animal at this point.

He could only watch in terror as every bit of his body was transformed into a foal’s toy. He couldn’t move his neck, couldn’t bend his legs, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even speak.

In the final throes of the transformation magics, he felt his body shrink to the size of a toy. The curves and angles of his body became smooth and simplified, leaving behind a cartoon-like version of a dragon.

Discord picked up the new dragon toy after the last of the magics dissipated into the air. He smiled a cocky smile at the toy, smugly proud of what he had done.

“Here you go, Fluttershy,” Discord presented the plushed dragon, “a little traveling companion for the two of you.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened as she eagerly grabbed for the toy, happily pulling it into her arms and giving it a big hug. The foalish pony immediately became best friends with the toy, already bonding with it. She had so much fun with the toy, that she hardly even noticed when Discord placed her back in her stroller seat, bucking her up tight for the journey.

As Discord changed location Fluttershy idly nibbled on the plushie’s ear, covering it in drool in the process. Her foalish mind adored the thing and was sure to give it plenty of big hugs as they traveled along. Spike could only sit there and take it all, unable to move as he felt his ears steadily getting cold and wet with drool.

Unbeknownst to Fluttershy, her stomach began to gurgle. All this excitement and fun had finally moved her lunch to where it could do some damage. Leaving her completely unaware, her bowels were already starting to fill up, ready to push into the waiting diaper the moment the signal was given.

Rainbow Dash could feel the gurgling as well. Her blood ran cold as she silently begged for Fluttershy not to do it. But it was to no avail. The moment Fluttershy’s belly began to gurgle, her body knew just what to do.

Wiggling in her stroller seat, Fluttershy began to raise her legs and grunt. Her face grew red as it contorted into a focused huff. Dash pleaded one last silent plea as a heavy muck pushed into the back of her diaper body. Despite not being able to smell it, she became intimately aware of how the mess felt as it pancaked against Fluttershy’s backside and pushed itself all around Dash’s insides. She could feel her fluffy core shift to make room for the offending bulk, filling out her padded shape.

Fluttershy drooped in her seat and slouched against the stroller’s shoulder straps once she was finished. A slack jawed smile of satisfaction over took her as she lazily snuggled with her dragon plushie. The Spike toy, unable to pull himself away from the drool covered scenario, could only watch in horror as he was wedged between tight squeezing hooves in yet another big cuddle.

Meanwhile Big Macintosh had broken away from his usual chores down on the farm to search for his sister who had been missing for about two days now. He asked around town, but no one seemed to know where Applejack was. And with each failed attempt at finding her, Macintosh grew worried and extended his search farther out of town.

Eventually the red stallion found himself wandering the rolling hills of the local park. A long shot for sure, but he had very few options at this point. His sister was missing and so were his friends. Just where could they have wandered off to?

When he caught sight of Discord and Fluttershy sitting at one of the park benches he assumed they were playing some kind of game. Seeing Fluttershy being pushed around in a stroller while wearing a diaper was certainly an unusual sight and from a distance, Macintosh almost blamed it on some sort of mirage or hallucination. But when he watched in horror as Spike was transformed into plushie and carelessly given away to Fluttershy who mindlessly drooled all over the thing he knew he had to act.

He made a mad dash the rest of the way as he covered the ground between him and Discord in only a couple short moments. There was a burning anger in his eyes, deadly focus on putting a stop to whatever was happening. But before he could make it too far, the stallion found himself tripping over some invisible object, throwing all his momentum tumbling to the ground. He had one heck of a fall, losing the immense amount of speed he had acquired stampeding over to the scene, leading to him sliding only a few feet away from Fluttershy’s stroller.

Discord turned to the down stallion, grinning an unsurprised impish grin, “ah ah ah, we wouldn’t want any of THAT happening. Now would we?” The draconequus chuckled, magically lifting Macintosh back up to his feet. “Congratulations, Big Macintosh,” he grinned devilishly as he waved a glowing hand in the air, “you just volunteered for diaper duty!”

Once again, Discord conjured up a powerful transmutating spell. His hand glowed with a light show of magical energy as he touched the very tip of Macintosh’s head. The magical light quickly transferred from his hand to the stallion’s head, giving Macintosh a splitting headache that blurred his vision.

Such a throbbing pain caused Big Macintosh to faint. Only instead of a heavy thud that would be caused by such a robust stallion hitting the dirt path, the sound of a fallen bag of cotton was heard. After mere seconds of being under the influence of the magical spell, Macintosh could already feel his body filled entirely of crisp, absorbent gels. His body became a slick plastic as his legs melted into diaper wings. His face melted into the front of the diaper shape his body had become, forming a bright red front panel.

The ending result was an extra thick diaper, noticeably bulkier than any other pony diaper Discord dressed Fluttershy in. Big Macintosh had turned into a white diaper with only his cutie mark on the backside hinting to his old identity.

Discord went right ahead with the much needed diaper change as Fluttershy’s diapered rump had become a murky shade of brown from sitting it for so long. An outside observer might wrongfully assume he was doing it out of paternal courtesy for the messy diaper wearing Fluttershy. But in truth he was just excited to see if the extra thick diaper had any other surprises.

Mere moments after Big Macintosh had transformed into the large diaper, Discord already had Fluttershy on the floor on her back. He could have very easily waved his hand and magically changed the diaper in an instant, but he always enjoyed this part. It was the delightful transition between one diaper and the other. One transformed victim exchanged for another, fresh and ready to be subjected to the dreaded duty of acting as a diaper.

Once Fluttershy was thoroughly cleaned up with wipe after scented wipe, Discord rolled the Dash diaper up into a tight ball. Setting the diaper aside, he dressed Fluttershy up into her new, albeit thicker, Macintosh diaper an exciting moment for the transformed stallion for sure.

Big Macintosh was still trying to make sense of the situation. In a blink of an eye he found himself changed from a walking talking stallion to a thick baby diaper destined to be worn by Fluttershy. As far as he could tell there was no escaping such a fate.

“There we go. A diaper that thick should last a little longer,” Discord mused, “wouldn’t you agree, my little stinker?” He tickled Fluttershy’s tummy, soliciting some squirms and giggles from the padded pony. With a wave of his hand, the diaper pail from before was summoned out of thin air, left to float next to the draconequus as he finished up the diaper change. “I’m afraid this is the part where we part ways, Rainbow Dash,” he said as he held the heavy, messy diaper in a clawed hand, giving it a little squeeze to feel just how full his little Fluttershy had gotten it. “Don’t worry, me and Shyshy have plenty to do before we come home. She’ll be good and tired when we get back.”

And with that, the Dash diaper was tossed into the container with an enthusiastic throw. The diaper pail, whether by clever design or enchantment, never ran out of space. Every time Discord summoned it out of thin air, the diaper pail always had just enough room in its top to fit the diaper he was throwing away. It never overflowed or spilled out. And when Discord was done with it, he simply sent it back where it came from, back to Fluttershy’s house where it would sit until it was needed again.

Rainbow Dash yelled some choice words at Discord as she was rolled up and tossed into the diaper pail. Her anger seemed to intensify as she felt her diaper body being rolled up in on itself, tightly squeezing the heavy, mucky mess inside. Despite not having any voice at all, the diaper screamed inaudible insults at the smug draconequus.

But Discord was hearing none of it. The moment the Dash diaper was tossed into the diaper pail, the entire thing was whisked away with a magical wave of his hand. He turned his attention back to Fluttershy who, despite lacking any sizable amount of self-awareness, seemed much happier in a fresh diaper.

“Well, the diaper bag still has plenty of room for a couple more. Let’s say we take a walk through town and really stock up,” Discord cooed at Fluttershy who didn’t know any better but to giggle and squeal at the babytalk. She even gave her dragon plushie a big hug because she was so excited. “That is of course if you don’t go through all of them along the way, you little stinker!” Discord tickled the pony’s foot before returning to the back of the stroller.

Onward they went, leaving the park behind and entering Ponyville proper. So many ponies and so many possibilities for Discord’s devious mind.