Lulu Dolls

by Wandering Pigeon

Rating: mature
Tags: Queen Chrysalis, Non-consensual, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Princess Luna, Fetish
Length: 5292

Luna seeks justice when a doll manufacturer uses her likeness without permission.

There's a hot new doll on the market, and it looks just like the Princess of the Night! Baby Lulu dolls are all the rage right now, but no one told Princess Luna she was going to be the face of the world's biggest foal toy. She's going to have a talk with whoever created these copy-cat dolls and demand something be done about this grave injustice!

Or fail miserably.

Warning: contains diapers, diaper usage, ABDL themes, kidnapping, bondage

Published 2019-05-15 20:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-05-15 20:40:01 UTC

All Dolled Up with Nowhere to Go

Luna liked to visit downtown Canterlot. She wished it was under better circumstances.

Coming down from the castle to walk amongst her fellow ponies was always greeted with such fanfair. Heads turned, crowds formed, there were cheers and whistles and hollers and smiles. You’d think a holiday parade was going on, when really she was just trying to find a shop.

“Princess, sign my face!” a mint colored mare roared, marker in her hoof.

Luna rolled her eyes, but a smile spread across her lips. Her magic gripped the marker and scrawled a hasty signature on the ponies forehead. There were squees.

Really, she couldn’t help but like the attention. A thousand years ago she’d felt so under appreciated that she’d turned to darkness. After an experience like that, it was nice to know ponies cared.

“Princess, have you seen the new Lulu dolls?” A purple mare chirped. “My daughter just loves hers.”

Luna had to fight back a scowl. “I’ve… heard of them,” she murmured. It was lost in the sea of chatter around them.

In truth, those accursed Lulu dolls were the reason for her excursion. They’d been gaining traction lately as an oddity. Life sized dolls of Princess Luna… but with her dressed as a foal. They’d appeared overnight, and taken the city by storm. Every filly worth her salt was begging for one lately, and the talk of them had reached the idle chit-chat of nobles during Night Court, where Luna had first heard of them.

“How dare somepony use our image for profit without our consent! We demand retribution!” she’d bellowed, cracking more than a few windows in the process.

Of course her sister hadn’t taken her side in all this. After all, it wasn’t her being dressed like an infant out there. She’d merely sipped her tea and chuckled. Something about how they were thousands of years old now, and how their likenesses had long been entered into the public domain.

But Luna didn’t care about copyright laws; she cared about her reputation. And right now that reputation was being equated with looking like a giant foal. She had to put a stop to this nonsense.

She cleared her throat. “Pardon me, my little ponies,” she said to her crowd. So many eyes swiveled on her at once. “Uh… I have to attend to a personal matter now.” Her horn lit up, signifying her intent.

Some aww’d their disappoint, others accepted it with grace and waved goodbye. With a flash, Luna was gone.

She reappeared several blocks down, needing a moment to orient herself. Her target came into view across the street; it was impossible to miss. A building with a giant window that had several Princess-sized dolls on display.

Found you.

Luna stalked to the store, choice words leaping from her brain to the tip of her tongue. No, ”legally” she couldn’t do anything about this, but “legally” she could also threaten the store owner with being thrown in the dungeon if they continued.

Right as she approached the door, it swung open to the chime of a bell. A little filly bounded out, skipping and cheering like her life depended on it. “Yes yes yes yes yes yes YES!”

And older mare, her mother, followed soon after, her horn alight under the weight of a giant box behind her.

“Your Majesty,” the mare bowed slightly as a greeting. As she left the store, their purchase became visible.

Luna groaned.

“Look, Princess!” The filly cried with delight, just noticing her. She pointed to the plastic window of the box that revealed a life-like rendering of the Princess of the Night. Complete with a diaper. “It’s you!”

She forced a smile. “It certainly is,” she said through her teeth.

The mother ushered her energetic filly away, sensing Luna’s ire. The oblivious child waved good-bye as she bounded down the street. “I can’t wait to play with you!”

“Enjoy!” Luna choked out. The lucky child had just bought the last Lulu doll, after all.

After a moment to collect herself, she turned back to the shop. Before throwing the door off its hinges, she took a moment to inspect the window display. Best to assess the damage now.

Two dolls sat in their boxes, though there was room for a third, curiously enough. She honed in on the one nearest to her, absorbing the details.

It was about as life-like as you could get by using cheap, rigid plastic. The doll truly did stretch up to heights that could match her own. The face captured her likeness better than she cared to admit, save the pacifier jammed into its lips. The colors were just right too, from her shiny coat to her static mane that was stuffed into a bonnet, to her eyes. Slowly plastic eyelids came down for a mechanized blink. Luna shuddered. Creepy.

Looking down the body, she saw the worst of it. First, an absurdly frilly dress covered it. This one was pink with baby blue bows dotting the helm. The one further down was peach colored with lacy ribbons sewn in. Socks and booties joined together in an alliance to sissy-up the doll’s legs, as well, as if no part of her was allowed to look regal.

But the real travesty was the diaper. Giant, thick, puffy, snow white, and foalish. The diaper covered her waist just below the dress and pushed against the front and back of the box. A little hole was cut out of the window right at the crotch. On the outside, a colorful arrow pointed to the hole, with matching text beside it: She Really Wets!

Luna wanted to gag. She’d seen enough.

This wasn’t going to go on for another moment. She threw open the door, probably denting the welcoming bell in the process, though the hinges stayed stubbornly steadfast.

The inside was even worse than the display case. It was nearly end to end with those infernal Lulu dolls. To big for shelves, stacking the boxes side by side practically made aisles by themselves. She saw copies of herself dressed in every foalish garb one could imagine: baby blue, purple, seafoam, sailor suits, school girss, ballerinas. She thanked her lucky stars the Tantabus had never been this creative.

Accessories were also a problem, as they clustered near the door. Baby bottles, tea sets, fake changing supplies, the list went on. Luna shuddered to think there were versions of herself throughout the city being subjected to so many different, infantile states.

Aside from the merchandise the shop was surprisingly empty. For an often talked about store, there sure wasn’t a lot of ponies here. Or any, for that matter.

Then again, checking the prices of the dolls, Luna realized the truth. Everyone who could afford one already had one, and everyone who couldn’t wasn’t going to be getting one anytime soon.

She gnashed her teeth. To think they’re making such a profit off of me.

“Princess!”

Her attention locked on to the side wall, where a checkout counter stood. Manning the register was the one employee, possibly the only other pony, in the store.

“It’s an honor! Truly!” She smiled. “Though, I guess I knew you’d be coming here eventually.”

Luna waited to respond. She prowled to the counter, sizing the mare up as she did. Her coat was a sickly green color, but her two-tone orange mane managed to compliment it somehow. Her smile was unsettling, as though she were baring fangs. But it seemed polite enough.

“I wish to speak with your manager,” Luna stated with as much politeness as she could muster. “Or owner. Or whatever store founder may be here.”

“Well,” the mare said. “You’re looking at all three! What can the Shutter Bug of Shutter Bug’s Doll Emporium do for you, Your Majesty?”

Luna was a bit taken aback. This was a smaller operation than she was expecting if the founder of the shop was the only one running the register. Was this a start-up or something?

No, don’t lose focus. She shook her head. Remember why you’re here.

“I have a grievance I wish to air.” She maintained regality. There was no need to devolve into insults. Yet.

“Air away.” The mare’s smile was so sly it almost made Luna pop a vein. Had she been expecting the Princess’s issue with this store? Did she already have a counter for it? She must; there was no way she could’ve expected to get away with this.

“You have used my likeness without my permission,” Luna asserted. “Stop it.”

Shutter Bug actually snorted at her. “Oh my… I guess you aren’t a fan of my Lulu dolls then, huh?”

“Of course not!” Luna barked. Her jaw was clenching with annoyance. What an arrogant mare. “You have used me as a cheap shortcut to make your business a success. It makes me look foolish to have copy-cat dolls around Canterlot dressed as such.”

Shutter’s face slipped from cocky to demure. “Oh, Princess, I’m very sorry you feel that way. But I’m just a humble business mare here. I haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Haven’t—” Luna’s face scrunched down an eruption. She didn’t buy this act for a moment. “You feel you are in the right to mass produce such cheap work at my expense?”

“Oh but Princess, my Lulu dolls are mass produced. I make them all in house right here.”

That actually gave Luna pause. She hadn’t expected real work to have gone into a cash-grab like this. But that would explain the variety of outfits all the dolls had…

“If you’d like to see my process…” the mare stepped aside, pointing to a door behind her. “Maybe you’ll appreciate my dolls if you saw how hard I worked on them.”

Luna narrowed her eyes, looking from Shutter Bug to the door. She doubted anything would make her appreciate the bastardization of her image. But at the same time, she finally detected a note of sincerity behind Shutter’s voice. She really did want Luna to see that room.

I suppose I could humor her, Luna decided. Perhaps if I butter her up enough, I can convince her to make something original instead. “Very well.”

She let Shutter usher her behind the counter. The mare opened the door, revealing an unlit room on the other side. Luna squinted to see what lied in store for her, but couldn’t make out more than vague shapes.

“In you go!” Shutter hooked a hoof around her leg and all but threw her inside.

“Hey!” Luna yelled as she was forced in the dark void. That was a way stronger pull than a mare that size should be able to do.

Shutter darted in behind her, slamming the door shut. The two were now in total darkness, and Luna wasn’t feeling very good about that.

“Can you turn on the lights?” She asked the inky void around her. Not even waiting for a reply, Luna channeled some magic to her horn so she could at least see.

But nothing happened. Not a faint glow, or spark. Luna cocked an eyebrow, assuming it to be a fluke. But a second try yielded worse results. It was like she didn’t have magic to channel in the first place!

“Uh…”

Two green, glowing eyes pierced through the darkness. Shutter Bug’s horn glowed a haunting, but familiar color. “Problem, Princess?”

Luna’s eyes widened. “You—”

With a brilliant flash, Shutter Bug transformed. She must have figured it was time to drop the illusion. Queen Chrysalis now stood before her, horn glowing bright enough to illuminate the room some.

Now able to see, Luna could make out a strange, rocky pattern that covered the wall. But she couldn’t focus on that, not with the deposed ruler of the Changelings standing before her.

“Chrysalis!” Luna prepped her magic for a fight. And failed. Just like with her light, nothing seemed to happen, despite her strain. “What have you done to me?”

Chrysalis chuckled. “I haven’t done a thing, Princess.” She flicked a switch on the wall, and white light finally poured into the room. “Yet.”

Blinded for a moment, Luna squinted past the onslaught from the ceiling bulbs. She finally got a good look at the wall behind Chrysalis… and the floor… and every wall. The dark, craggily stone now looked somewhat familiar to her. But it was the foe before her who finally placed it.

“Like it?” She asked, giving the rocky surface a pat. “It used to be my throne, until you ponies smashed it to pieces. But luckily when reassembled, the stones can still absorb your magic.” She offered a fangy grin. “Isn’t that fun?”

Luna’s stomach dropped. Her magic was nullified? That couldn’t be right. She tried again, hoping to fire a beam right through Chrysalis’ cocky smile.

Nope.

She cast a teleport spell in a bid to flee and return with reinforcements.

Nada.

She tried to move the moon, hoping her connection to the celestial body was strong enough to make the difference here.

Zip. Bupkis. Luna was flat out of magic.

Meanwhile, Chrysalis was cackling up a storm. “Well well well, seems our Princess is back to the level of a foal. Fitting, wouldn’t you say?”

“I wouldn’t!” Luna rushed her. She hoped the charge would surprise the Changeling Queen, maybe even give her enough time to burst out the door. Or something. Luna just couldn’t accept that she was at Chrysalis’ mercy.

A green aura enveloped Luna’s body. She froze mid-charge, unable to move a muscle.

She was completely at Chrysalis’ mercy.

“An admirable effort, for a pony-brain such as yourself.” Chrysalis teasingly flicked her forked tongue. “Now that the hard part is out of the way, let’s have some fun.”

She strutted past Luna. The Princess grunted as she fought against the magical hold. No matter the effort, she just couldn’t escape. Oh what she’d give to have changeling magic right now.

“What do you want from me?” she demanded as her eyes tried to follow the Queen.

“From you? Nothing.” Chrysalis lifted Luna into the air and spun her around. “I just need you out of the way is all.”

Luna could finally see the rest of the room. It was smaller than she expected; clearly this wasn’t the workplace she’d been lead to believe it was. But strangely there was an empty Lulu doll box in the corner, next to a chest of supplies. That was about it for furnishings. The rest of the room was just made out of the same black rock that kept sucking away her magic.

“You see,” Chrysalis smirked. In a flash she turned into a perfect copy of Luna, down to the voice. “Being you is an essential part of my new plan to take over Equestria.”

“You’re still trying that?” Luna snapped. Without an army—without any of her people, really—what did she expect to do?

“Oh I am. You see, I just need to…” Chrysalis paused. “You know what, I’ve tried the whole ‘explain my master plan’ thing before. Didn’t work out.” She tossed Luna across the room, dropping her hold at the last possible second. The mare tumbled against the floor, not slowing enough before her face smacked into the wall.

“Ow!”

“Let’s just skip all that. It’s not like you need to know, anyway. And I’m sure you’re much more concerned about what’ll happen to the original while the new and improved Luna is off at the castle.” Chrysalis morphed back into her former self. She had a cheeky grin sprawled across her face. Her buck-able face.

“I doubt I’ll ever find out.” Luna pushed her hind legs off the ground and reared back. Timing it just right, she aimed two perfect kicks at the smug bug’s face.

And they never reached.

Magic took hold of both Luna’s hind legs, to the tune of an evil chuckle. “Aww, wittle Lulu’s all excited for her changie, is she?”

“My what?” Luna twisted her body, but couldn’t break free from the hold. Magic was really unfair when it wasn’t on your side.

Chrysalis flipped Luna over, forcing her on her back while she kept her hind legs in the air. “Oh, you heard me,” she cooed. “What, did you think these dolls were just a way to lure you here?” Chrysalis clicked her tongue, shaking her head. “Obviously I have to do something with you while I borrow your appearance. So I figured, why not hide you in plain sight?”

“No…” Realization dawned on Luna. The empty box. The “changie”. “You’re not serious!” Her voice cracked. She hated that.

“Deadly.” Chrysalis popped open the chest and began to dig around inside.

“H-Help!” Luna cried out. Somepony must be passing by, surely they could hear her. And if it was her only way to escape this disaster, then so be it. She’ll take anything just about now.

“Oh joy, you’re one of those dolls that cry, aren’t you?” Chrysalis dry remark made Luna’s ears fold down.

“Help me! Somepony!” she tried again.

“Well I guess I better do something about that.” Chrysalis pulled out a pastel yellow pacifier. And a tube of glue.

Luna’s pupils shrunk. “Somepony! Anypony! Help me! Help!” She flailed her forelegs, but those were locked down in Chrysalis’ iron hold. All Luna could do was yell now, so she did.

Chrysalis barely seemed concerned. She took her time liberally applying the glue to the inside of the plastic guard. The giant bulb remained completely untouched, but everything else was slathered.

“Please, don’t let her do this to me!” Luna begged. Surely somepony heard her by now.

“Open wide.” Chrysalis dangled the pacifier above Luna’s lips, swirling it closer and closer in a cruel taunt.

“HEL—MMmph!” The pacifier rammed into her mouth. Just like that, Luna was silenced. “Mmm! Mmm-hmmph!”

Chrysalis pressed her hoof against the pacifier, keeping it steady even as Luna shook her head defiantly. She could feel the glue adhering her lips. It practically sizzled as it hardened.

“There we go.” Chrysalis removed her hoof.

Immediately Luna tried to spit out the pacifier. Her lips bobbed forward, but the paci stayed locked in place. She tried again, and again, but her efforts could easily be mistaken for suckling.

“D’aww, what a cutie.” Chrysalis booped her nose, which scrunched in retaliation. She held up the tube of glue, shaking it. “Industrial strength. This baby’s not going anywhere.” She gave the paci a pat, before plucking the bulb free, proving it detachable. “But you can still be fed. Provided you’ll settle for a bottle.”

Luna growled in the back of her throat. She’d sooner starve.

Chrysalis shrugged. “Suit yourself.” She jammed the bulb back it place. The thing was so massive it pushed Luna’s tongue down and forced her jaw open. Muffled grunts were all she’d be capable of with this thing in her mouth.

“Mmm! Mmrph phrrff phmm!”

“Now where’d I put that diaper...” Chrysalis mused, returning to the chest.

The mention of a diaper really made Luna squirm. Her face already felt hot from having a pacifier shoved in her mouth. She didn’t think her dignity could survive a diapering. “MMM! MMMPH!” Even her loudest cries were useless.

“Ah, here we are.” Chrysalis pulled a massive diaper free from the chest. Even for one meant for an adult, it was big. As it unfolded, Luna determined it capable of wrapping fully around her head, while being thick enough to suffocate her on the spot should it do so.

Chrysalis spread Luna’s gait even further apart and set the infantile garment down. She forced Luna’s plot to rise off the ground, leaving her totally exposed. Chrysalis fixed the padding just below Luna’s waiting flanks, and even threaded her tail through a little hole in the back. Then she lowered Luna.

The Princess cringed as her plot touched poof. She could feel the soft material sink under her weight, plastic crinkling noisily. “Mmm mm!”

“Mmhmm,” Chrysalis countered. She wrapped the diaper over Luna’s pelvis. Fluffy, puffy padding invaded her nether region. Luna’s face with from zero to tomato in a second. She could only squirm, with muffled cries of protest, as the diaper was taped down. She was trapped in a poofy hug of uncomfortably comfortable proportions.

“And how’s that feel, Lulu?” Chrysalis teased.

“Mmph!”

The changeling forced her upright. Luna could only squeeze her eyes shut as her plot sank in the thick padding. Her legs were spread so far apart that she doubted she’d be capable of walking in this thing. She might not even be able to crawl in it.

“Hmm, this Lulu doll is looking pretty good so far.” Chrysalis chuckled to herself. “You might just be my finest work yet.”

“Mmrph.” Luna looked away, face flushed.

“But you’re not done until we play dress up!” With a flash all of Luna’s regalia disappeared, teleported to parts unknown.

“Mmmm…”

She should have guessed as much. If Chrysalis expected her to be one of those stupid dolls, then of course she’d have an outfit picked out. And sure enough, when she next dove into that chest she returned with the first of many clothing items.

Luna could only grunt as a buttercup yellow bonnet was tied around her head. She could only glare as her mane was brushed into two ponytails that fell down her shoulders. She could only groan when yellow and white striped socks snaked up her legs. And she could only whine as booties were laced up on her hooves.

“Look at that red face,” Chrysalis smirked. “I think somepony is enjoying this!”

“Mmm Mmmm! Mph mm ffrmphrr phmm mmph!”

Chrysalis dissolved into laughter at Luna’s protests as she selected the next instrument of torture. A white blouse with bubble sleeves forced itself over Luna’s head. Next, a short petticoat that did nothing to cover her bulging diaper. And finally, the dress. Luna knew it was coming and was still upset.

“Mmph!” she cried.

It was a matching yellow, so dainty she could cry. The skirt was ruffled with white frills. A sash with a giant bow at the back was tied at the waist. The top was two straps to show off her blouse just a bit, with a smiling sun emblem sewn onto the chest. Everything about it made Luna want to vomit violently. And she just might have had her pacifier not made such a thing impossible.

Even with her legs held down by magic, Luna fought the damn thing when it came for her. Coming down from the top, she fought the skirt as it smothered her face. she fought the straps as her legs came through them. When the whole thing was on she still fought, even if it was all just angry flailing in the end.

“Perfect!” Chrysalis clapped. “This little dollie is almost complete!”

“MMMM!”

Chrysalis levitated Luna up, and spun her around to inspect her handiwork. Luna caught a glimpse of herself in the slightly reflective plastic of the box. She looked just like one of those infernal dolls… just, one capable of looking pinker than a party mare. Her blush was not going anywhere, anytime soon.

“Yep, you really are my finest work yet.” Chrysalis winked. “I think you’re ready for your box.”

“Mmmph!” Luna struggled again as Chrysalis turned her attention to unfolding the massive package to her right. She tried in vain to spit out the pacifier, but really only managed to suckle on it. That glue really was industrial strength. Even with magic she’d have a hard time getting it off.

She kept on trying though. Mostly because the vaguely suckle-like action was… nice. Somewhat. And she could really use anything nice right about now.

As Chrysalis opened up the box, Luna saw her levitate several dark semi-rings free from the chest. Chrysalis noticed the curious look in Luna’s eye and dangled them before her. “Carved up a few of my throne pieces into these. Once you’re tied down you’ll be magic-less no matter where you go!”

“Mmmm…” Luna’s heart thumped in her throat. Chrysalis had thought of everything for this little plan of hers, hadn’t she? Luna redoubled her efforts to escape, half-suckling on her paci while her held fore legs barely moved in their magical hold. Oh yeah, she was putting up a fight alright.

Chrysalis placed Luna down on the unfolded box. Her fore legs were held at her side, while the diaper did the work of spreading apart her hind legs. She could only move from her neck up, and did so with gusto. Had to resist somehow.

Chrysalis placed the first semi-ring of stone down, right over her hind hoof. With some liberal application of that glue of hers, Chrysalis ensured that hoof would stay down. Once it dried, she removed her magical hold on that leg and let Luna test it out. Try as she might, the Princess of the Night couldn’t kick it off.

Delighted, Chrysalis went about affixing the rest of Luna’s limbs to the box. Horrified, Luna could only watch.

“Mmm mm!” Her other hind leg was down.

“Mmmph!” Her first foreleg was stuck.

“Phhrpghh!” Her other foreleg was bound.

“Mmrr…” Her neck got a ring of it’s very own.

“M-Mmm…” And one more around her horn for good measure.

Chrysalis released the last of her magical hold on Luna, and watched with pure joy as the mare struggled to get free. No matter what force Luna put behind her hooves, she just couldn’t break out. And the attempts only pushed her neck against its own bindings, choking her slightly. She kept trying, even hoping her magic would finally respond, but nothing worked. She was helpless. She was a doll.

Chrysalis hummed a happy tune as she folded the box up around Luna. Wall after wall secured her in this prison, until finally the plastic window came down. Chrysalis stood her box upright, with Luna suspended against the wall.

“Just perfect,” Chrysalis cried with delight. It was almost like she couldn’t believe she’d gotten this far. Had Luna really been that easy to capture? Laughter brought her out of her thoughts, as Chrysalis pointed to the words on the box. “She really wets!”

Just for fun, Chrysalis poked her hoof through the hole in the plastic, and let it push against Luna’s diaper. The Princess’s face grew even redder as padding invaded her privates. Chrysalis took her time feeling up the diaper, before leaving with a feigned sigh. “Oh well, not wet yet.”

Luna’s ears folded down at the choice of words. Yet. Come to think of it… she did have to go. How long did Chrysalis plan to keep her in this thing again?

That question went unanswered for now. Chrysalis picked up Luna’s box with her magic and gave her a little shake just to be mean. “Time to put you up in the store.”

“MMRPH?!” Luna wiggled and squirmed, crinkling her diaper and doing absolutely nothing else as she tried to resist. Her? In the store? This had gone from bad to worse to worst!

Chrysalis was back to humming as she carried Luna away. The trapped Princess wished she could cross her legs or something, because now that she’d thought about it, it was becoming harder and harder to ignore the mounting pressure in her bladder.

They left the stone room and returned to the shop. Hoping Chrysalis had been lying earlier, Luna tried again to reach her magic. But the rings around her body proved to be magic-nullifying after all. She may be out of that room, but it wasn’t like she was free.

Chrysalis snapped back into her Shutter Bug disguise now that they were in the store proper. Luna wished she could shape shift too. Into something invisible, that is. They bypassed all the makeshift aisles. Chrysalis instead aimed for the very front of the store. The window display, that still had a spot open.

Luna’s eyes widened. She whined, unable to do much else as she was placed in the center of the Lulu doll display. When Chrysalis’ magic left the box she tried to tip it over with her weight, but the rings holding her down were heavy enough to counter that. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t speak, she couldn’t do anything. She really was just like all the other Lulu dolls here. All she could do was blink.

...And pee her diaper.

Luna’s eyes watered now as she tried to hold back her bladder. She wasn’t used to holding anything in like this. Usually she could just teleport to a bathroom and, well, go immediately. Now, for the first time in years, she was forced to hold it. And she was bad at that.

Chrysalis tapped the display sign next to Luna’s box, drawing her attention. “Display only,” Chrysalis taunted. “Cause this is a Lulu doll I could never bring myself to sell.”

Luna bit down on her pacifier. Her eyes looked out to the street, with a few ponies walking by. Did they see her? Did they recognize who she was? And worse yet, would they even help if they did, or would they just laugh at her?

No, she doubted she looked like anything other than a regular old Lulu doll to them. She couldn’t move a muscle. Without magic, even her mane was static, just like all the rest of the toys. Through the glare of the window and her own plastic wall nopony would tell at first glance she wasn’t made of plastic. And she doubted they would spare a second one for a doll they couldn’t buy.

No… NO! This was it? Chrysalis had really won? Luna suckled on her pacifier, not even caring that that was what she was doing. She just couldn’t believe this had actually happened to her of all ponies.

The shock of defeat was more than enough to make her lose her concentration. Before Luna realized it, a long, slow hiss signified she was peeing herself.

Urine leapt free of her relieved bladder, and jumped into her diaper. The greedy padding soaked up all of it, thick enough to take whatever she could throw at it. But it did noticeably sage.

Chrysalis snickered. “Aww, it’s true. She really does wet herself!”

“Mmm!” Luna whined. The smell of pee hit her nose. Warm dampness spread all along her hindquarters and up her inner thighs. With how tightly her diaper was pressed against her, there was no ignoring it. She was very, very wet by the time she finished.

Sniffling, Luna just suckled and suckled. It was all she could do now.

Chrysalis flipped the store’s sign to closed, and pushed open the door. Before it shut again she had transformed into Luna and was standing on the outside. She could do so much more now. And whatever her plan was, if it went as smoothly as kidnapping Luna, she might just win for real this time.

“Mmmm…” Luna begged.

“I’m afraid I won’t be here to run the shop for a while.” Chrysalis cooed at the doll in the window. “But don’t worry. My… ugh.” She made air quotes with her hoof. “My ‘friend’ Cozy Glow is coming by tomorrow to take the shop off my hooves.”

She whimpered.

“She’ll take good care of you,” Chrysalis promised. “But, uh, heads up. She’s not a fan of changing diapers. Just get used to that.”

She whined.

Princess Luna spread her wings, waved “ta-ta”, and flew away for good. Lulu the doll stayed behind, squirmed in her wet diaper, watched little fillies point at her from behind the glass, suckled her paci, and cried.