Equestria's Diapered Deeds

by FirebirdSparkle

Rating: mature
Tags: Moondancer, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Profanity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn
Length: 32723

A collection of one-shots where anthro ponies use diapers

A small collection of random one-shots wherein the ponies of Ponyville engage in some dirty activities. All characters are aged up to 18 or over.

Contains: diapers, diaper usage, heavy wetting and hyperscat

Published 2023-01-09 19:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-04-01 18:32:27 UTC

Fluttershy's Happy Accident

Fluttershy was sitting in her bathroom tub, wondering how exactly she had come to this point. Here she was, resting on the balls of her feet, holding her ass slightly above the cool surface of the tub, patiently waiting.

Oh, and she was wearing a thick padded diaper.

Under any other circumstance, Fluttershy would've never even considered the possibility that she would've ever worn one again, but the butter pegasus was swiftly reminded by the pressure gently prodding against her anus why she found herself here, and what she was hoping to accomplish. That fateful day coming from the marketplace...

Fluttershy had just finished her weekly market run for supplies, and just in time too, as she could feel a slight pressure in her stomach, driving her to make her trip back home a swift one. She was never too keen to stop off to use a public restroom; far too many ponies in what should be an extremely private area. No, she would rather do her best to hold on until she arrived back at her cottage.

Of course, her trip was not without its interruptions. A small line of ducks who needed help crossing the road, a family of rabbits stranded on a drifting log in the creek, and a rainbow pegasus who insisted on telling Fluttershy all about her amazing new stunt. Throughout all of this, Fluttershy could feel the edge of her anus tingling; she needed to get home, and badly. After excusing herself from her conversation with Rainbow, she livened her pace, hoping to reach her home (and bathroom) in time. With every step, she felt the pressure continuously peck against her nerves, urging her to let it go.

By the time she reached the pathway up to her cottage, her body was nearly at its limit. She could feel her bladder start to echo her bowels, nagging her with their need to release. She fumbled with her key, her hands shaking from the sheer effort she was putting into holding back for just that little bit longer. She almost had it when a particularly strong press against her back door made her drop the keys from her grasp. Bending over to pick them back up, she felt her desperation reach a peak, and finally burst.

Torrents of piss began streaming down the sides of her legs, the front of her panties completely soaked through and leaking onto the ground. Fluttershy collapsed to her knees, unwilling to acknowledge the accident she was having in front of her own home. It felt humiliating, relieving, disgusting, and... strangely intoxicating. Her body registered the warmth and wetness that now coated her pussy lips, giving to a slight arousal. Fluttershy tried to catch her breath and dismiss the sensation, but another push at her anus reminded her that she was not done. Slowly but surely the muscles in her bowels gave way, letting a large log of shit push its way out of her ass and into her panties. Fluttershy could feel it fold in over itself, struggling to stay confined in the cloth prison it found itself in. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling even more warmth trapped in her panties.

The turd eventually tapered out of her anus, gravity pulling it to sit at the very bottom of her panties. Fluttershy gently brought herself back to her feet, the weight of the large shit in her panties tugging them slightly below her skirt. If anybody came to her house now, they would surely see the accident she had. Fluttershy couldn't explain it, but this thought made her feel even more aroused. Was she excited by her own accident? Even more if someone witnessed it? She wasn't sure, but a small shift in her panties reminded her that she should probably get herself cleaned up. She pulled out her key once again and retreated quietly into her cottage.

That experience didn't leave her head for weeks after. Despite the gross amount of humiliation she felt in soiling herself, a part of her longed to replicate the feeling. It was a strange, new experience, and if there was anything that her time with Discord had taught her, it was that any experience could be a good one, no matter how abnormal it seemed on the outset. This is what brought Fluttershy here, having prepared for at least a week to make this attempt an even bigger mess than her previous accident. Having felt that today was the day her bowels would reach their limit, she spent her whole morning drinking as much fluid as possible, and retreated to the bathroom tub, where she waited for her bladder and bowels to egg her on into another accident.

As for the diaper, while she was keen to replicate the sensations she experienced outside of her door, she was not so enthusiastic about the mess it created; she had to spend hours washing just the one pair of panties. She was also pretty happy with the diapers she had procured, a plain white with some soft baby blue accents and a baby duck that decorated the front. Fluttershy gently cupped the underneath of her diaper, pressing her hand against the crinkled padding that gently rubbed her pussy, and reassured herself that this would be a decent substitute. She hoped so, anyway, as she had no idea what to do with the rest of the pack if this didn't turn out as satisfying as she hoped.

A sharp pain in her bladder told her that it was time for release. Fluttershy gently faced towards the wall of her tub, placing her hands behind her to grant her a little more support, and began to piss into her diaper.

It felt even better than she had imagined, the diaper doing a better job of absorbing all the pee she poured into it, eventually lightly overflowing and forming a puddle within the diaper that enveloped her pussy in the warmth of her urine. Fluttershy softly moaned at the sensation, cupping the front of the diaper and pressing the soiled padding further into her pussy, rubbing it against herself. She could already feel her arousal building to a fever pitch, and she hadn't even gotten to the best part yet. Planting her hands back onto the edge of the tub. she lifted herself further from the floor, and let the pressure in her bowels release.

Fluttershy felt the solid log rush to meet the air outside of her ass, wasting no time in filling the back of her diaper. She hadn't realized just how much she had held within herself until she felt it being trapped against her cheeks, pushing the back of her diaper further and further out until it nearly reached the floor of the tub despite how high Fluttershy had raised herself. The weight she felt under her only added to her growing arousal, as she leaned towards her left hand so her right could attempt to cup the underneath of her diaper. She gently kneaded it in her hand, feeling each coil of the turd wrapped throughout the diaper, and she could still feel more coming. She continued to push, not resting until every little bit of it had entered its new home.

A few more minutes passed before she felt the last bit taper off and drop into the diaper, the only sounds left being her heavily excited breathing. She gently lowered herself, letting the bottom of her diaper just barely graze the floor of the tub, feeling the mound of shit press firmly back into her ass. Her free hand had made its way back to the front of her diaper, pressing the piss-soaked padding against her puffy lips. Her moans came far more frequently as she began to masturbate herself with the front of her diaper. She had never felt something so intoxicating, the mass within her diaper gently flattening against her cheeks the more she pressed into it, the heat of her own excrement setting a fire in her loins unlike any other.

Then her left hand slipped, and she fell sitting in her messy diaper, the shit pressed thoroughly throughout her ass, and the raw sensation of feeling her ass trapped within its warm, soft prison sent a jolt of ecstasy through her body. She came right into her soiled diaper, her moans escalating to screams of arousal. Several spurts of girlcum joined the piss in her diaper, coating its surface and adding to the wonderful sensations Fluttershy was already experiencing.

Slowly, her orgasm faded away, and Fluttershy brought herself back to her feet, carrying herself over to her bathroom mirror to get a good look at what she had just done to herself. She was met with a sight that, had she not just experienced herself, she wasn't she'd have ever seen it. Her diaper was heavily discolored, a bold yellow in front that softly transitioned to brown at the very bottom. It sagged to just above her knees, and she had a feeling that, had she not accidentally sat in it, it probably would've reached down even farther. She could see small pieces of her shit had been pressed out of the leg holes, but for the most part everything remained within the diaper. She gently pulled one of the leg holes open, exposing the massive pile contained within, and just seeing the mess she made of herself sparked a slight arousal once again. Oh well, she needed a shower anyway.

As she undid her diaper and stepped into the shower, she wondered just how long it would be before she could do this again. It took her quite a while to save up so much, and with how intense it felt she wasn't sure she wanted to wait that long. Maybe there was something she could do in the meantime, or maybe she could come up with something to make it even better the next time...

Maybe somebody could watch her do it.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! Feel free to suggest any characters you'd like to see in future one-shots, or if you'd like to see a continuation of this one!

Twilight's Study Session

Twilight set the last of her books on the desk, doing a quick glance over her study station to make sure she had everything ready for her weekend. Spike had just left for an excursion with Smolder to the Dragon Lands, and Starlight was visiting Sunburst in the Crystal Empire, leaving Twilight to her own devices for the entire weekend. And what better way to spend such a weekend than to catch up on all the studying that her princess duties and job as principal had kept her from. It would be such a relaxing change of pace, and she couldn't wait to get started.

Books, check. Quill and parchment for notes, check. Snacks and water to ensure that she would not need to leave her desk for anything, check. Twilight was ready for her three-day long study vacation with no interruptions!

Until a small growl from her lower half reminded her she still forgot something.

Twilight groaned; it figures that she's need to use the bathroom just as she was getting settled in. She turned to walk towards the castle's nearest bathroom, but stopped as she looked over the rest of her weekend supplies. She had made every other preparation to ensure that she didn't have to leave her desk, why should this be any different? sure, she could just head to the nearest bathroom, but not only was it several minutes down the hall from her study,she'd have to do it several times throughout her study session, and that time adds up very quickly. There must be something that she could use to remedy her situation...

A glance towards a small closet in the library gave Twilight an idea: she always kept a small pack of diapers here for whenever she was babysitting Flurry Heart. It wasn't the most ideal solution, and Twilight hesitated for a moment at the thought of openly wearing and using a diaper, but she ultimately decided that it would be worth saving the trips through the castle. Besides, nopony would be back in the castle for at least a few days; it's not like anypony would find out she had used them.

She gently levitated the pack of diapers out of their hiding spot in the closet and set them underneath her desk, pulling one out as she did so. As she levitated it before her, it did occur to her that might too small to fit on a grown mare, but it was worth a try. She undressed and attempted to secure the diaper around her own waist, succeeding with a little bit of effort. It was very snug, and while it fit, it was still rather uncomfortable and would certainly prove to be a distraction from her studying. Twilight believed she had a solution for this. Activating her magic, she cast a spell that made the diaper she wore increase in size, enough that she was sure it would fit her frame, if not still a little tight.

With the diaper now securely around her waist, she could feel its crinkly padding pressing firmly against her pussy lips. It felt unusual, but not unpleasant; it actually felt slightly arousing. Twilight pondered for a moment if this might also prove distracting to her reading, but that notion was interrupted by a small pressure build in her lower intestines. Twilight decided to test her idea before she settled in to study for the afternoon. With a small grunt, she began pushing the turd out of her ass and into the waiting diaper.

It was a rather small shit, just enough that Twilight felt the pressure within herself ease, and a small lump in the bottom of the diaper. Still, Twilight couldn't help but feel a slight rush of adrenaline as her shit tapered off of her ass. Something about not using the bathroom like she normally would was kind of exciting. Now wasn't the time to get hung up on that, though. She had proven the diaper would hold, now she just need to be sure she could sit comfortably.

She sat back in her chair, reaching behind her and pulling up the lump in her diaper to sit it behind her and make sure she didn't smear it underneath her butt. Thankfully, its small size made it easy to adjust; she could casually sit in her diaper without having to worry about it pressing against her ass too much. Confident in her solution, she settled into her seat and opened a book to begin studying.

Twilight could hardly focus anymore.

While the diaper helped to prevent her from having to leave to the bathroom, two or three wettings have left the diaper moist, warm, and extremely arousing. Twilight wasn't really sure why this was turning her on so much, but as she was gently grinding the front of the diaper against her seat and pressing the soaked padding against her pussy lips, she didn't really care. The pressure behind her had started mounting again, faster than she had anticipated, and she was eager to release it. Her left hand danced around the waistband of the diaper, lightly teasing herself above her moist entrance, wanting to pee herself again, but having nothing left in her bladder despite how much she had drank over the past couple of hours.

An idea came to her head. If it was possible to increase the size of her diaper, would it be possible to increase the volume of piss that was within her body? Twilight flipped through the books on her desk, her attention only half focused on potentially finding an answer to her inquiry, the rest drowning in her arousal at the thought of soaking through her diaper with an excessive amount of urine. Finally, one of the books gave her what she sought, and she cast it without a moment's hesitation.

Within seconds, the pressure in her bladder skyrocketed, and she immediately released the contents within, flooding her diaper in a torrent of hot piss. She stuffed her hand down into the folds of the padding, fingering her pussy as the urine coated her hand. She felt the piss start to seep through her diaper, forming a small puddle on her seat, urging her to grind her diaper into it even harder. The pressure she put on the diaper's padding forced some of the pee it absorbed to squirt out, growing the puddle she was sitting in. The trickling piss was soon joined by her immediate climax, coating the padding in her slick juices, only adding to her orgasmic high.

Twilight leaned forward over her desk, her hand resting between her pussy and the soaked diaper, the inside of her legs coated in a mix of piss and cum, and the padding pillowed out beneath her. The back corner of her mind felt ashamed of herself for making such a mess of herself, her seat and her study, but she couldn't really care less at the moment. She was actually considering casting that spell again, just to see how much of a mess she could make.

Her ecstasy and fantasy was interrupted by a sharp spike of pressure in her bowels, as she felt her anus preparing to release a massive load into the backseat of her diaper. Twilight's head rested on her books as she felt the log prod against her anus, her attention drawn to the spell she had cast and the note that it increased the volume of all excrement of the target. Oh no.

Twilight's now massive shit began to force its way out of her, filling every crevice of her snug diaper and tenting the padding so much that it pressed against the back of her chair. Twilight gripped her desk, grunting heavily with each push of her poop. The excessive amount of shit started stretching the diaper to its limits, squishing the padding inside and squeezing any urine it had absorbed out and onto the floor of her library. Twilight could feel the leg holes of her diaper stretch and pull away from her thighs, giving any passerby a clear view of the monumental mess that threatened to spill out from the newly formed windows to her crotch.

She wasn't sure how long she spent shitting herself, all she knew was that by the time she was done, she was sitting in an enormous diaper, her ass completely covered by her own waste, and her arousal returning with a vengeance. Twilight carefully lifted herself from her seat, feeling the sheer weight in her diaper warring with the grip her shit had on her ass cheeks before finally peeling away from her and sagging between her legs, forcing her to bend her knees from the diaper's sheer size. She was impressed out how well the garment held everything inside, as she slightly rocked herself back and forth, feeling the heavy diaper shift underneath her.

It was official: Twilight loved to soil herself. She loved to soil herself as much as her body and her diaper could manage, and she was confident this diaper could manage more. She wanted to push this diaper to its limit, to see how much it could take before its load started to spill out or the diaper snapped off her waist and spilled across the floor. She glanced back toward the spell she found as her horn lit up.

Studying could wait. She had an experiment to perform.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! Feel free to suggest any future one-shots you would like to see, or if you'd like to see a follow-up to this one!

Cutie Mark Crusader Bed Wetters YAY!

The Cutie Mark Crusaders were many things in Ponyville; carpenters, singers, stunt ponies, guidance counselors, and troublemakers. They were well known for having done pretty much anything and everything in pursuit of their goals, and it showed. If there was one thing you couldn't call them at a glance, though, it would be professional bed wetters.

Yet that is a label that applied to them, minus the professional part. It was completely intentional too; each of the three mares had discovered that they really enjoyed pissing themselves, especially together when they could play with each other afterwards. Unfortunately, it was a hobby that their sisters didn't really approve of, and Sweetie Belle and Applebloom could only indulge themselves during their clubhouse sleepovers, provided they did their own wash.

Scootaloo, however, had far more freedom to engage in her favorite fetish; as long as she was happy and healthy, her aunts weren't too worried about what she enjoyed. She had even found a way around the wet sheets and panties that she was eager to share at tonight's sleepover. She lazily opened her fridge, looking for the large bottle of water she planned to take with her, her small lavender diaper crinkling softly between her legs. It was already damp from her wetting it earlier in the morning, but she was hoping to give it one more good soak before she made her way to the clubhouse, and the slight pressure in her bladder told her she wouldn't be waiting too long for that to happen.

Snagging the water bottle from the back of her fridge, she took a massive gulp from it before retreating back to her room to pack it in with the rest of her sleepover gear, right next to the light pink and teal diapers she had set aside for her two friends. She really hoped they were on board with her alternative; the thought of watching her two best friends soak through their diapers turned her on more than she would care to admit, but the fantasy was the last push she needed to let loose her next torrent of piss into her diaper, the warmth blooming across her lower regions. Some even started to seep towards the back of the diaper, warming Scootaloo's small but firm ass cheeks, and drawing her attention to a different kind of pressure in her body. Scootaloo suddenly had another idea on how to make this sleepover extra special.

Applebloom was eagerly awaiting the arrival of her two best friends as she gently paced in their clubhouse. She had been looking forward to this sleepover ever since she woke up that morning, which might explain why her bladder was near to exploding; she hadn't really used the bathroom all day, preferring to save it for when she and her friends soiled themselves together. The very thought was putting extra pressure on her bladder, driving her to quicken her pacing in an effort to hold it off for just that little bit longer.

Sweetie Belle was the first to arrive, seeming just as desperate as her country counterpart. "Sorry, got held up by Rarity lecturing me. Again."

"Seriously? Ah get that they ain't happy with what we like, but can't they just let us have our fun?" Applebloom slightly hunched over herself; working herself up over their sisters clearly wasn't doing her any favors. "Oh, Ah hope Scootaloo gets here soon, mah dam's about ready ta burst!"

"I can barely hold it myself," Sweetie replied, mimicking Applebloom's posture and in-place pacing. "Oh, this is going to feel so good!"

"I'm here!" Scootaloo exclaimed as she dashed her way up the clubhouse's ramp. "You girls ready for the best CMC sleepover we've ever had?"

"YEAH!" the other two shouted before their bladders made them immediately regret their excitement.

"PLEASE tell me you're ready ta start right away, Ah don't think Ah can hold on much longer!" Applebloom cried, her light shifting becoming more and more erratic.

"Uh, well actually, there was something I wanted to try tonight, and I think you two will like it." Scootaloo dropped her jean shorts, exposing her discolored diaper to the other two.

Sweetie Belle and Applebloom looked at her with confusion. "Is that what I think it is?" Applebloom asked, her desperation slightly abated by the unusual sight in front of her.

"Yes, it is, but it's AWESOME. Look, there's no mess, the feeling lasts even longer, and it's more intense! Here, feel it," Scootaloo answered as she grabbed Applebloom's hand and shoved it down her diaper

Applebloom had to admit, it did feel pretty good having her hand sandwiched between Scootaloo's cunt and the soft, warm, damp padding that lined the inside of the diaper. "Okay, Ah think Ah could get used ta this..." Applebloom murmured as her hand continued to explore.

Sweetie Belle, however, was far less patient. "So what, did you bring ones for us too?"

"Absolutely did!" Scootaloo replied, removing herself from Applebloom's grip to shuffle around her bag and pull out the diapers she had packed for her friends. Both of them immediately grabbed them from her clutches, swiftly kicking off their own lower garments to fasten the diapers around their waists.

"Sorry Scootaloo, but I feel like if I don't piss now, I'm going to explode!" Sweetie Belle cried, as Applebloom nodded in agreement. Seeing both her friends intense desperation, Scootaloo stuck her hands into each of their diapers, eager to feel their massive torrents of pee for herself.

Scootaloo's fingers against their pussies sent both girls over the edge as they began flooding the diapers with their stored up piss. All three girls moaned in arousal at the sensations; Applebloom and Sweetie Belle felt warmth spreading all across their pussy and ass, the excessive amount of urine starting to puddle in their diapers, and Scootaloo had joined them in soaking herself, adding a fourth layer to the already full padding in her diaper. Her hands were coated in her friends pee as each of them trapped the invasive appendages between their still peeing pussies and the squishy padding that was already struggling to hold the tidal wave contained within.

All three girls followed their empty bladders with a massive climax. Applebloom's was slow but sticky, leaving the front of her diaper glued to her pussy and only adding to her orgasm. Sweetie Belle didn't ejaculate much, but her body was wracked with a very intense sensation as she spasmed in place, riding her long orgasm out as she further pushed into her diaper and Scootaloo's hand. The pegasus's climax was fast and frenetic, squirting out just as much cum as the piss that came before.

The three of them collapsed to the floor, taking a few minutes to catch their breath. Applebloom was the first to pick herself back up, a small moan escaping her as she felt the diaper's padding press into her backside. "Ah can still feel a puddle inside, it feels so good!"

Scootaloo was next to rise, her diaper even more full after having wet it so many times. "You're telling me, I've been using this thing pretty much all day, I don't think it could handle any more. Though I'm certainly willing to try."

"Girls, please," Sweetie Belle pleaded as she gently rose to sit with her friends, "that was probably the most intense finish we've ever had, I think we could all do with a breather."

"Ah guess you're right. And, hey, with these on, we can enjoy them as long as we like!"

Scootaloo was not so enthusiastic to take a break just yet. She had been saving something else for tonight, and now it was ready to make itself known. "Actually girls, there was another reason I wanted us to use the diapers instead."

Applebloom and Sweetie Belle glanced at each other before returning their attention to the pegasus. "And that would be?"

"Well, we can do something new with them that we weren't able to before," Scootaloo replied nervously. She was really hoping that one of the other two would've come up with the idea, as she wasn't entirely certain how either of them would take it.

"Well, don't keep us waitin' Scoots, what is it?"

Scootaloo sighed. Even if she didn't want to be the first to do this, her bowels weren't really giving her much of a choice. She slowly rolled over to rest on her hands and knees, lifting the diaper slightly off the floor, then began to push.
Her body fought her for a brief moment, recognizing that this wasn't how she'd normally take care of this, but her desperation won out and her body gave in.

Within seconds, a large tent formed in the back of her diaper as Scootaloo felt the massive turd part her anus and fold itself into her diaper, its tight fit and full padding making sure that the poop was forced right back against her ass. Scootaloo began to moan as she felt it coat her entire backside, feeling the weight of her poop sagging the diaper back down to the floor. And still, the shit kept coming, filling in every empty crevice of her diaper until it had ballooned out to match where her feet currently lay on the floor. Scootaloo couldn't believe that she had actually managed to hold on to so much, but didn't really care; her arousal came back full force as she ground the front of her diaper into her pussy, trying to reach a hand behind herself to feel just how full her diaper was. She was barely even able to reach around it, but found she didn't need to. A different pair of hands were softly feeling up the backside of her diaper, soft voices muttering in excitement.

"There's so much in there!"

"We would've never been able to do this with panties, they'd never wash out!"

"How low do you think it would hang if she stood up?"

"Ah don't think she even could with that much in her diaper."

Scootaloo's mind was buzzing with excitement just hearing her two friends talk about her gigantic shit with such awe and arousal. She slowly tried to lift herself from the floor without squeezing the back of her diaper too much, gradually getting herself back onto her feet. "Could somebody get me a mirror?"Sweetie Belle scrambled to the closet in the corner, pulling out a full length mirror for Scootaloo to see herself in.

The sight made Scootaloo drunk with arousal. Her diaper sank well below her knees, forcing her to part her legs and let it sit lower than it probably would've if she could stand straight. The surface was even more discolored now, with the front of the violet surface stained a dark yellow, and further down colored a dark brown. the small pattern on the front was stretched to the point that it was unrecognizable.

The part that really turned Scootaloo on, though, was that the leg holes of the diaper were also slightly stretched, giving her a small window into the diaper to see just how much shit she had let loose into it. There was only one thing left that her horny mind begged her to make happen.

"Alright you two, now its your turn."

Both Applebloom and Sweetie Belle looked away in apprehension. It was one thing to watch Scootaloo shit herself in a diaper, but neither was too sure that the wanted to do it themselves.

Applebloom thought back to how they first discovered their shared fetish, and decided that since they had come this far, might as well try it. She stepped over to the nearby wall and leaned forward, parting her legs slightly to make room, and began to push. Her body put up even more resistance than Scootaloo's, prompting Applebloom to push even harder, until her shit came rushing out of her ass.

It was over before Applebloom could even register what had happened. One moment, her diaper was a little heavy and damp, but not cumbersome; the next, it had swelled to her knees as the massive log coiled around within, covering Applebloom's ass. Applebloom moaned in pleasure as the diaper sank beneath her, the leg holes stretching to offer a similar view to Scootaloo's, and it turned the pegasus on even more to be able to watch it happen.

Applebloom's vulgar act was swiftly outdone, however, as both her and Scootaloo heard a soft groan come from Sweetie Belle. "I can't hold it," she murmured as her diaper began to tent outwards, her body giving in almost immediately as Sweetie Belle's humungous turd began to stuff her diaper. Her diaper continued to pillow at a steady pace, steadily dwarfing both Applebloom's and Scootaloo's in sheer size. Bothe of her friends were able to watch the shit fill her diaper to a near breaking point, her leg holes expanding to give a full public view of what was occurring within.

Watching both of her friends shit their diapers left Scootaloo furiously masturbating under her own diaper, desperately trying to bring herself to what she felt would be her most intense orgasm yet. She just needed one last thing to push her over the edge...

Without a second thought, she immediately dropped to sit in her messy diaper, her shit squishing underneath her being the shove that she need at she squirted hard into her hand. Her orgasmic cries urged her two friends to follow as they both sank into their own diapers, following Scootaloo's climax with their own as each of their diapers leaked out onto the floor from the stretched leg holes. All three rode out their orgasms for several minutes before slumping forward, their massive diapers glued to their asses.

"Best... sleepover... ever."

Moondancer's Passions and Potions

It was a rather quiet night in Canterlot. The shops had closed, and most of the city's residents were retiring into their homes for the evening. For one of these residents, however, her night was just getting started.

Moondancer was considered a recluse by most of the ponies who knew her, and there were very few who could get her to come out of her shell, the most prominent of these few being the princess of friendship, Twilight Sparkle. Everypony assumed that this had something to do with Twilight's innate capacity for friendship, the very qualities that Celestia saw in her that led to her ascension to royalty.

Little did anypony know that the reason was far more personal than that.

"Oh, Twilight," Moondancer muttered to herself as she lay on her bed, her fingers lightly dancing across her sweatpants, teasing her nether regions with the faintest of stimulation. "I've needed this for so long, Twilight." Her fingers pushed against her leaking pussy even harder than before. "Please," she begged, "take me, I'm all yours." Moondancer slowly turned over, exposing her ass to her imaginary lover and teasing herself even further.

"What's that? You want me to take my pants off?" she asked playfully. "Whatever you want Twilight." Moondancer gently tugged down her sweatpants, revealing a thick lilac diaper adorned with the violet princess's own cutie mark. "Oh, this? This is just something I like to wear around the house," she explained, caressing her hand against the front of her undergarment, "so I can keep studying, you know?"

Moondancer's continued to please herself, her one-sided conversation escalating with her arousal, "Naughty? What do you... oh you're right. I'm such a naughty girl. *mmph* How could I have ever considered something so dirty?" Moondancer leaned forward, resting on her breasts and lifting her ass in the air, further exposing her diaper her invisible audience. "You want me to be even dirtier? I don't- oh, gosh Twilight, I *hah* I don't think I could do that, that would be so embarassing." Moondancer's moans grew louder and louder as she lost herself to her fantasy. "What do you have there Twilight?" she inquired, levitating a vial of a soft yellow potion over to herself. "You want me to drink this? I guess I could," she conceded as she gulped down the entire potion.

Within seconds the nerves in her bladder set alight, eager to release their newfound contents. "*HAH* Twi- Twilight, that's *mmrph*, that's not fair! I can't hold this for very long!" Moondancer cried. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna pee so much Twilight!" With that vulgar utterance, her bladder burst, sending streams of hot piss spraying over every inch of the diaper, soaking through so much that her diaper already began to leak. Moondancer felt humiliated, but relieved, and happy that she could've pleased her princess with something so demeaning.

"*Hah*, oh Twilight, you're right, I'm such a messy girl." Moondancer confessed. "Yes, yes, I love being a messy girl, it feels so good!" Moondancer's diaper was fully stained yellow, the slight leaks turning to full streams running down the sides of her legs, forming a small puddle beneath her. Her voice began to give out as the last of her piss leaked out of her pussy, her fully soaked diaper large enough to force her legs apart.

"Did... Did I please my princess?" she sheepishly asked. "You still want more? I don't know what more I can do," she whined, levitating a different emerald potion before herself. "Another one? I don't think that's a good idea Twilight... of course I want to please you... I- oh, okay Twilight, I'll do it just for you."

Moondancer drank her next potion, and felt her bowels expand with the contents it provided. "Oh, Twilight, you want to see just how messy of a girl I can be? Is that what you want from me?" Moondancer continued to play with her pussy as she felt her ass pucker, readying itself for the massive log waiting to be released from her body. "Oh, Twilight, do you wanna watch me poop my diaper? Do you want to see me make such a mess of myself?"

Moondancer's self-deprecation was soon replaced by a string of moans as her anus parted and the turd made its way into her waiting diaper, tenting it out and forcing its way anywhere it could. Moondancer's roleplay didn't end though, as whenever she could form coherent words she begged her audience not to take their eyes off of her.

"I'm doing it, Twilight! I'm shitting myself, just like you wanted, and you were right! It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop! PLEASE DON'T LET IT STOP!!!"

Moondancer's orgasm came crashing into her just as the last of her shit tapered out of her ass, her final cry calling out to her fantasy lover. Her body convulsed as her climax wracked her every nerve, her pussy gushing and soaking what little of her diaper had managed to stay dry. She soon collapsed forward, resting upon her chest and knees as she struggled to regain her strength.

"Mhmm, Twilight," she murmured as she slowly turned over to lay on her back. "Do you see what you do to me? Are you happy with what I would do for you?" She slowly undid the tape at her waist, opening her diaper and exposing the mess she had made of herself. "I hope you like it. It was all for you." She grabbed the front of the diaper and secured it back around her self, feeling a small pang of arousal from the shit shifting and contacting parts of her it hadn't reached before. She slowly rose to her feet and climbed into her bed, content to wrap herself in her blankets and turn in for the night.

Twilight was reading at the map table when she got the knock at the castle door. Setting the book upon the table, she navigated to the foyer to answer, finding a certain cream-colored unicorn waiting on the other side.

"Oh, Moondancer! It's so nice to see you! What can I do for you?"

Moondancer shifted her legs, a very soft crinkling sound playing from between them. "I was hoping to show you my progress on potions?"

A Different Kind of Party Pooper

If you had been to Ponyville, chances are you had run into Pinkie Pie. Everypony knew Pinkie Pie; she made it a point to introduce herself to anypony and everypony that she met, and throw a big party in their honor. Parties were her bread and butter, but the ponies who lived in Ponyville also knew her as one of their resident bakers and, by extension, the most avid consumer of sweets this side of the Crystal Mountains. If you had a cake, muffins, cupcakes, candy, or anything that even vaguely smelled of sugar, it was very likely that the pink pony had already taken a bite. This diet of Pinkie's did come with one massive consequence. Literally.

Her shits were enormous. Not so much a problem for her, as she seemed able to stretch herself wide enough for it to escape her system without too much hassle, but for any toilet unfortunate enough to be exposed to her candy coated rump, it was practically a death sentence. It became so problematic that the Cakes insisted that Pinkie find another means of disposing of her waste, instead of costing them another plumbing bill.

Among all the solutions suggested, Pinkie seemed very keen to try out on e in particular: Using diapers instead. This was something the elder bakers found unusual, but as long as it meant that their toilet didn't fall into disrepair, anything was better than nothing.

The idea wasn't as simple as Pinkie had made it out to be. Her first instinct was just to borrow from the same supply that the two baby twins used. While the whole family was away from the bakery, Pinkie helped herself to one from their supply to test out. Though it was an EXTREMELY snug fit, Pinkie had somehow managed to secure it around her waist, marveling aloud at just how cute she looked wearing it. As soon as she had snapped the last bit of tape in place, she let go and started pushing, her shit rapidly coiling within the diaper's tiny confines before it became too much for it to contain and quickly started seeping out from the leg cavities and leaving a large pile on the floor surrounding her. Pinkie managed to get the room cleaned up before the Cakes had returned, but she knew she was going to have to find her own special supply to draw from going forward.

The next few days were tense. Pinkie had ordered a large box of some more custom fit diapers, and was eagerly awaiting their arrival, checking the mailbox almost every ten minutes. Her fellow bakers were just as antsy, praying that they arrived before Pinkie actually needed use of them. Thankfully, the mail pony arrived with them just as Pinkie had checked the mailbox for the 283rd time, and she immediately took the supply up to her room to test them out, her excitement still baffling the two Cakes.

The truth was that there was another reason Pinkie's visits to the bathroom were so excessive. Pinkie always wanted to be able to just shit herself instead of going to use the bathroom, but she could never find a reason to justify making a mess of her laundry (though she had been sorely tempted on more than one occasion) or to add the the Cakes already large messy diaper count. So she started to hold it in until the very last moment, and found out that she absolutely loved it, though it only added to her desire to fill whatever undergarment she was wearing at the time. Now that Pinkie had given them a solid reason not to question why she was getting diapers in the mail, she was finally ready to indulge herself.

Pinkie popped out of her entire outfit with one bounce, and tore open her package to find at least a dozen baby blue diapers decorated with little sprinkles. She pulled one out of the box and gently tugged at the waistband, feeling the firm but stretchy fabric pull back against her fingertips. She quickly slipped it over her hips, the fairly large padding spreading her gait wide. Not that it mattered; she preferred to spread her legs to shit and, hopefully, her poop will be large enough to spread it even further.

Pinkie placed her feet on either side of herself, opening her legs and bending her knees to give her poop the easiest time escaping her confines, and pushed as hard as she could. The gigantic log quickly vacated her bowels and filled the diapers interior within seconds, expanding it far beyond even Pinkie's expectations. Just as she had hoped, her diaper swelled enough under her to take her own feet off the floor, forcing her to sit and surround her ass with the nonstop log pouring out of her insides.

With her ass firmly nestled within the growing shit beneath her, Pinkie's mind focused entirely on the incredible arousal that was painting the front of her diaper as she stuffed her hand between the stretched padding and soaked lips, thrusting three fingers as far into her pussy as she could. She furiously pumped her digits in and out of her vagina, rubbing her ass further into her own feces. Her diaper had grown to the size of a bean bag, and Pinkie was desperate to use it like one.

Pinkie's mind was drunk on lust, only focused on increasing her pleasure by whatever means necessary. She removed her fingers from herself and planted both her hands squarely on the front of her diaper, shoving and grinding it against her eager lips as her shit continued to smear everywhere behind her. Her climax hit her like a freight train, her pussy gushing right into the folds of her diaper as she grabbed hold of the pocket of shit that had swelled in front of her, digging her hands into its crinkly surface.

When Pinkie had finished riding her orgasm out, her hands wandered over the surface of her freshly soiled diaper, squishing the contents with and gently bouncing on top of it. This was even better that what she had been hoping for, and she was looking forward to doing it again in another day or two.

Now she just had to figure out how to get the dirty diaper to the dumpster out back.

Author's Note

So I'm doing something a little bit different for the next two chapters. They're both going to play off of the same event, but tell two different way the story would've gone. Hope you look forward to it!

The Bet - Applejack

Applejack and Rainbow's latest competition came with a heavy price: the losing pony had to wear a diaper for a full day without taking it off, no exceptions. Applejack knew Rainbow suggested such a steep penalty only to embarrass her, but the thought of turning the tables on the pegasus and relishing in her defeat was too good for Applejack to pass up. Though it was a very close fight up to the very end, unfortunately for Applejack, she wound up losing the bet.

That's how she found herself standing in front of her full length mirror, wearing nothing but her bra and a plain white enchanted diaper that Rainbow had obtained from Equestria knows where. She had to admit, it didn't look half bad on her, but now wasn't really the time to consider making a fashion statement. She still had chores to do, and she wasn't going to let some silly bet get in her way. With a considerable amount of extra effort due to the diaper's thick padding, Applejack managed to fit her jeans over the cumbersome garment, then finished dressing for the day and stepped out onto the farm.

Applejack glanced at the clock in the kitchen. Half of her day had already gone by without much issue, and she was feeling pretty good about it. Her original strategy had been to try and hold herself all day, but by the time she first needed to use the outhouse, she quickly realized that all her physical labor would make that a near impossible and rather painful challenge. So, she resigned herself to her situation, and had let her pee loose in the diaper twice so far. The act was suprisingly pleasant, and the warmth was just subtle enough to not really distract her from the work she needed to get done. If Rainbow had expected this to get under the farm pony's skin, she wasn't getting that satisfaction so easily.

Applejack gulped down the last of her iced tea before heading back out to the orchard to start on the apple bucking, and this is where she ran into her first real problem. While the diaper wasn't so large as to mess with her gait or even her kicks, the motions caused the padding to rub further against her pussy. This would've been just mildly distracting had the diaper been dry, but the soaked padding continually grazing her lips began building up a heavy arousal. It also exaggerated just how much she already needed to wet herself again, which she knew would only make the situation worse. Gritting her teeth, she did her best to hold it until she had at least finished the day's apple bucking session.

It was near torture. For every walk to the next tree that dulled her desperation, her next strike against that tree would fire up her nerves and increase the pressure on her bladder even more. The constant back and forth made her lower muscles feel weak, and it wasn't very long until they just gave way and Applejack found herself flooding her diaper for the third time that day. As the torrent was absorbed into the padding, she was made aware of two additional problems that were making themselves more and more apparent, the first being that the now larger padding was putting an even greater strain on the jeans that barely fit around the diaper to begin with.

The second and more pressing issue was that Applejack could feel her piss starting to fill more and more untouched corners of her diaper, and she was quickly running out of dry space. She was able to concede that pissing the diaper wasn't that bad since there was no mess and she would be tossing it anyway, but she had absolutely no intention of her pee spilling out of it and soaking her work jeans. That was one session of laundry that she severely wanted to avoid.

The next few hours were a much more difficult challenge. The summer sun beat down on her as she worked, and she had to drink more and more cold water to combat the heat, making it even more likely that the diaper wouldn't be able to contain it all when it came out the other end. A part of her could hear Rainbow laughing at her despair, watching with glee as she reaped the benefits of her ridiculous bet. Why did Applejack agree to this again?

By the time she had finished her chores for the day, Applejack had soaked her diaper two more times, and she could feel it was at its limit; one more time and she would surely leak. She didn't even want to give into her arousal and get herself off. While she was pretty sure her cum's thicker consistency would ensure that it wouldn't seep through, she did not want to take that chance.

Applejack sighed. She just had to make it through a few more hours, right? Right? The more she thought about it, Rainbow had never specified just what exactly 'diaper for a day' meant. Was it only until sundown, or was she forced to have this thing strapped to her waist for a full 24 hours? If that was the case, she'd have to find something else to pad it with to ensure she didn't make a mess of her clothes or her bed. Not to mention she didn't want to be wearing this thing when she inevitably had to use the bathroom in a different way; just thinking about it prompted a slight pressure in her stomach, and she shuddered at the thought.

Thankfully the enchanted diaper was practically unnoticeable to anyone who didn't already know it was there, so dinner with the family went by uneventfully. After finishing her meal, Applejack stowed away in her room, watching the sun from her window and hoping that the moment it dipped below the horizon, she'd be able to remove this cursed thing.
A growing ache from both ends of her lower half fed into her growing worries.

The wait was agonizingly slow. When she was working, she at least had something to keep her mind off of the wet diaper surrounding her lap, or her needs to actually use it. Now, sitting in her room in silence with nothing but her own thoughts, it was getting harder and harder by the minute to keep that one last wave from slipping past her. Finally, after what felt like ages, the last of the sun's rays disappeared over the hills of the orchard.

Applejack tugged at the tape on the waist of the diaper, trying to see if it would finally come loose, but nothing had changed; the diaper was still fixed to her hips. Wonderful. She scoured her room, trying to find a potential plan B, settling on just using an old towel that she was probably just gonna throw out anyways.

Applejack went to undo her jeans, but found that the button had also become nearly impossible to undo; the diaper had swelled so much that it pulled the waist of her jeans taut against her hips. She panicked to try and get her jeans off, her frantic movements only adding to the very prominent pressure flowing down from her bladder. She tried to tug them down as they were, but even with her impressive strength, she could not get the garment to budge.

Her final attempt sent the button of her jeans digging into her abdomen, and she finally burst, her latest flood of piss soaking straight through the diaper and leaking down her pant legs, puddling around her boots. She stood doubled over herself, trying her hardest to keep herself steady as her pussy convulsed, forcing more of her piss out of her body. Her current position did nothing to help relieve the ache behind her, her muscles already exhausted from trying to stem the flow of urine. She couldn't hold any of it back anymore.

Applejack felt the tip of the turd poke through her anus, her feeble attempts to stop from shitting herself only pushing it further out until the walls of her ass finally gave out, and her shit came rushing out from between her cheeks. Her tight jeans meant that the diaper could hardly expand to accommodate, so the large mass coiled around itself to fill what little space it had. Applejack could feel it threatening to burst out of any seam it could find, some pushing past the back of her waistband while most of it forced its way out from the holes for her legs.

When Applejack had finished, she looked beneath her to see the mess she made of her own floor, the urine around her feet broken up by the small pieces of her poop that had managed to slip from the confines of her diaper. Applejack hung her head forward, wondering just how the hell she was going to clean this mess up without raising any questions from the rest of her family. Then she remembered that she was probably stuck wearing the damn mess of a diaper all night.

Applejack swore to herself: Never take Rainbow up on a bet ever again.

The Bet - Rainbow Dash

Applejack and Rainbow's latest competition came with a heavy price: the losing pony had to wear a diaper for a full day without taking it off, no exceptions. Applejack knew Rainbow suggested such a steep penalty only to embarrass her, but the thought of turning the tables on the pegasus and relishing in her defeat was too good for Applejack to pass up. Though it was a very close fight up to the very end, Applejack succeeded in making Rainbow eat her own words.

Rainbow was still going to have the last laugh. Sure, she was stuck sitting in her living room wearing an enchanted diaper she picked up from a wandering trader with no hope of removing it until the following morning, but Applejack didn't need to know that. All the farm pony needed to know was that Rainbow put it on and didn't have some secret way to back out and take it off. After that, she left the rainbow pegasus to get back to her chores.

This meant that Rainbow was all by herself, with nothing to worry about for the day and nowhere she needed to be. She could just hide away and ride this out, maybe use the diaper a couple times if she really needed to, but who would care? It wouldn't be any inconvenience to her, that was for sure.

Rainbow noticed that she could already feel a small pressure building up in her bladder, and she chuckled to herself. What, was she supposed to be worried now that the possibility of wetting herself was inching closer? Ha. Wasn't gonna happen. She wouldn't let this stupid bet get the best of her. Why she could wet herself right now and it wouldn't even matter one bit.

Then she realized she actually did wet herself, her bladder apparently holding in a lot more than it let on; the front of her diaper was pretty soaked. Rainbow was sure that she was better at holding than that, but again, what did it matter? She was so confident this wouldn't beat her that she smacked the front of her diaper right between her legs, almost doubling over herself from the sudden warmth that encapsulated her pussy. Okay, maybe don't do that.

The following hours were just as perplexing. Not only did she piss in her diaper almost without her own input, but it was happening pretty frequently too. Almost every hour she felt a slight buildup, and before she knew what was happening it emptied into her swollen diaper. By the time lunch had rolled around, her latest soak had started to seep through and spill onto the floor, and a small puddle was sitting at the base of her diaper, threatening to splash out of the leg holes if she attempted to sit down. Rainbow had to admit, this was a bit more annoying than she had anticipated.

Things only got worse after lunch, as she began to feel a pressure prodding her anus. Okay, peeing herself was one thing, but she was absolutely one-hundred percent not about to shit herself even alone in the confines of her own house.
She was better than that. Nope. Absolutely not. Not gonna happen.

Her poop began sliding out and coiling in her diaper, tenting it out her behind just enough to spread her gait a little wider, and fill the empty space in her diaper. Great, now she had to walk around feeling like she was carrying a bowling ball between her legs. The diapers weight subtly swung back and forth with each step, reminding Rainbow of the dirty things she's been forced into doing.

This sucked. She couldn't walk because her momentum rubbed the shit in her diaper against her ass. She couldn't just stand; even with her endurance, her legs would get too tired very quickly, especially with the diaper's girth forcing her legs wider than they'd normally be. She absolutely couldn't sit down, she'd make an absolute mess of any of her chairs, and all her chairs were too comfortable to waste on such a thing.

And all the while, the piss kept coming, a substantial wave pouring out and soaking what few dry spots remained, as well as adding to the now larger puddle situated at the bottom of her sagging diaper. Rainbow didn't even drink that much, so she had no idea where it was even coming from.

Maybe Twilight was onto something about checking warning labels or whatever it was she said. Rainbow slowly moved to her closet, having to stop as a fresh turd sinking out of her ass as she moved and more weight and girth to her diaper. With it now hanging just above her knees, she resumed her pace, arriving at her closet and rummaging for anything that may have come with the diaper. Her fingers brushed against a small tag, and she quickly yanked it out and read its contents.

"WARNING: This garment is classified as cursed. Will expose wearer to their most personal diaper experience."

Rainbow wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean. Does it mean it was supposed to be like an extremely taboo wish fulfillment? If so, this isn't what she would've wanted out of this.

Another torrent of piss flooded into her diaper, causing her to moan slightly. If it wasn't supposed to be wish granting, was it supposed to be like a punishment? Rainbow could see that, as she hated every second of this mess, but somehow couldn't bring herself to fully believe that someone decided that the best way to curse someone was to make them mess themselves over and over in a garment that they had to put on.

She felt a building pressure in her ass again. Whatever this was, it was replenishing faster and faster; Rainbow hoped that the diaper was strong enough to handle everything it caused as the largest poop so far escaped her ass and ballooned her diaper almost down to her shins. The weight was becoming too difficult to carry with her, her legs forced so far apart that the diaper might as well be touching the ground already. Rainbow didn't want to try to fly with it; one wrong wing flap would send her ass straight into the mess it carried.

Come to think of it, anything she tried to do would inevitably end with her sitting in her own shit, especially since she still had over twelve hours to wear this thing. As the next stream of piss poured out of her, Rainbow realized she didn't really have much of a choice.

She found the most open spot in her house and slowly bent her knees, letting the bottom of the diaper start to smush against the floor. It immediately started pressing back against her nether regions, a small moan escaping her lips. She leaned herself back and let her ass slowly sink into the massive pile of shit in her diaper. the slight arousal coaxing the next log of shit to leave her ass, pressing right back against her cheeks with no where else to really go. Rainbow moaned even louder, letting herself sink fully into her diaper as it billowed out both in front and behind.

There she remained for the next several hours, every few minutes more piss and shit rushing out to expand her diaper further and further, some of the excrement seeping out the now gigantic leg holes. Each new log added to her inexplicable growing lust as she gripped the front of her diaper tightly and forcefully thrust her pussy against it, grinding it and crying out in ecstasy as she did. Her climax swiftly overcame her, a fountain of juices spurting against her diaper and only adding to the soiled garment.

Rainbow fell back, thankful that the diaper had grown so large that she was able to lay down and use the back end of it as her bed for the night. She certainly wasn't getting into her normal bed tonight.

Rainbow stirred, her eyes adjusting to the first traces of sunlight gleaming through her window. She lifted herself from her makeshift bed, finding herself almost midway up to her ceiling. She shook her head and looked beneath her, the diaper now having become a small mountain in her sleep. She wondered just what the hay she was going to do with it now that it was basically impossible to move.

She didn't have to wait long though, as the twenty-fourth hour ended and all that filled the diaper magically vanished, leaving Rainbow sitting on her floor in the now unfastened diaper. She looked around and spotted the small warning tag that came with the diaper. She picked it up and her eyes landed on one word in particular.

"Reusable."

Rainbow's gaze shifted between the tag and the diaper before she tossed the tag over her shoulder and fastened the diaper back on.

She didn't have anything better to do that day.

Hard to Hold Anything

Sugar Belle was so excited. She had finished moving into Sweet Apple Acres with Big Mac a few months ago, and just in time too; they were finally expecting their first foal. She was well into her second trimester now, her belly now sporting a perfectly round visage. She carefully ran her hand over her swollen tummy, eagerly anticipating the day she could hold her new colt or filly, as well as the day she could stop worrying about her particularly troublesome pregnancy symptoms.

For Equestrians, a pregnancy term wasn't too difficult to go through, but almost every mare went through it differently. Mares would often experience some ailment unique to them, and it was difficult for doctors to determine just what it would be until it occurred. For some, their unique symptom could hardly be considered a hindrance; for others, it left them unable to do practically anything.

In Sugar Belle's case, it was somewhere in between. Sure, she could still technically get her work done, at least until her late term left her unable to do any physical labor. She ultimately decided not to, however, as trying to work publicly was far too embarrassing for her to even consider leaving her new room, let alone work with other ponies.

Her special symptom was severe incontinence.

It started about a month into her pregnancy while she was helping Big Mac with sorting the apples for cider season. She had just finished her first bucket when she felt streams of liquid rushing down her legs. When she looked down, she realized she had started urinating, and fled the kitchen in total embarrassment. She locked herself in the bathroom trying to stem the flow, but her bladder muscles just wouldn't respond. By the time the last few drops of piss trickled away. she had completely soaked her jeans, and a sizable puddle sat beneath her feet.

After she cleaned herself up, she opened the bathroom door to find Big Mac standing before her with a concerned expression on his face, and she told him what happened and that they should probably go see the doctor. When they arrived at the hospital, the nurses there told her that this was likely a part of her pregnancy, and that it would be perfectly manageable if only a little inconvenient.

Sugar Belle was less than enthused with their solution. They gave her a small box of diapers to try for the week, and that she could order more if they worked for her. They also recommended some alternatives to look into if that box didn't work out. She reluctantly took the box, and she and Big Mac returned to the farm.

Now here she was several months later, gently massaging her swollen stomach as she sat and watched out her bedroom window; she could see Big Mac working to clear the fields of snow. She felt a sudden warmth bloom around her nether regions and sighed to herself. She had been wearing these diapers for so long, and her incontinence seemed to refuse to go away until she actually gave birth. She had spent most of her days hiding away in her bedroom under the guise of severe cramps; only Big Mac knew about her actual condition.

She had reached the point where she was soiling herself so often that she wouldn't bother to change her diaper as long as Big Mac was out on the field, and then clean herself up just before he was supposed to come back in. So far today she had wet herself at least five times, and it wasn't even noon. Her diaper sat extremely puffed up under her legs, making her very thankful that the doctors recommended such an elastic yet absorbant brand.

The elasticity paid off almost immediately as she felt her anus part and a solid turd force its way into her diaper, causing the garment to pillow out beneath her and the shit to push back against her ass. She hardly minded anymore; it was almost always inevitable that her ass would get really messy. So she just sat in her fresh shit, knitting a small onesie and waiting for the next round of excrement to make itself known.

The first time she had shit herself played out in her mind, almost as vividly as when this whole mess began. She had been wearing her diapers for a few days, and she was at least able to help Big Mac with some of the lighter chores. She had been raking some fallen leaves out in the northern field when an instant pressure sent her leaning onto her rake as support. Her ass spread and a monumental shit poured its way into her diaper, expanding it to the point of forcing her legs wide open as she bent her knees just try and mitigate the weight underneath her. She was left carefully balancing with the rake, her breath coming out in heavy gasps as she tried to bring herself to stand up straight again, the massive diaper forcing her to bend her knees and waddle back to the barn.

Unfortunately for her, this became routine throughout her pregnancy. She would be fine for a few days, only pissing herself occasionally. Then that one day hits and she retreats to the bedroom, constantly pissing and shitting herself until a particularly massive poop exits her system. Usually this happened before Big Mac returned, but that wasn't always the case, and Sugar Belle usually sat in the bathroom for hours after that.

Another hour had passed, and so did another two waves of urine. The diaper was starting to struggle to hold it all, and Sugar Belle was confident that if her diaper hadn't been filled with shit, she would feel a sizable puddle pooled at the bottom of the diaper.

Her mind continued to flit through the months of her pregnancy, pulling another memory from about a month and a half ago. She had lost track of the days and offered to help Applejack feed the roosters early that morning. She wore one of Big Mac's shirts and a large set of overalls, leaving enough room for both her extended belly and a potentially swollen diaper without giving it away. At least, so long as Sugar Belle only had to pee in it.

Applejack left her to grab another bag of chicken feed from the barn while she used up the one they already had, and almost the moment she was by herself she doubled over and let out the first large turd of the day. It was a lot bigger than usual for the early morning; her diaper was almost as large and round as her belly. The overalls were just barely enough to conceal it, but if she filled it anymore it would surely start to show through.

More importantly, she had to figure out what to do with her messy diaper before Applejack returned. She tried to duck behind the chicken coop to change it out, but her efforts were hindered by a fresh wave of piss spurting into the soiled padding. She stood leaned against the side of the coop, waiting for the flow to stop so she could resume her attempted change.

Then Applejack returned with the new bag of chicken feed. "Alright, Sugar Belle, I got the- say, you alright there sugarcube?"

"YES!" Sugar Belle blurted out. "I mean, yes, I'm fine Applejack. Just got some of those cramps, ya know. Say, would you mind getting me the painkiller from the cabinet?"

"Oh, of course! I'll just leave this here bag of feed for ya, and I'll be back in a jiffy." Applejack turned and left her alone once again. She sighed and quickly pulled herself to the back of the coop, undoing her overalls and diaper before pulling a spare one from her basket and quickly changing.

Disposing of the messy diaper had been the hardest part; she had to hide it under the coop while she and Applejack worked, and only when the farmpony left a third time to get some air freshener did she have enough time to get rid of it.
It was the closest she had ever come to someone else discovering her secret, and she has been thankful ever since that nothing else like it has happened.

She finally felt her big one coming on, so she gently lifted herself off of the chair, the front of her diaper now pressing against the underside of her swollen belly. She felt her ass pushing the turd towards her anus as it spread wide open to accommodate the massive log. Within seconds her shit doubled the diaper's size and showed no signs of stopping, her teeth gritting against each other as she continued to push.

By the time she had finished, her diaper now matched her chair in size, and thanks to her just sitting in it at some point, almost the same shape. She glanced at the clock; she still had another hour before she had to worry about getting herself cleaned up. Oh, well, the time usually flies by anyways.

Sugar Belle's pregnancy was finally over, and with it came their new baby colt and the end to all of Sugar Belle's symptoms. She sat in her bedroom reminiscing on all she had gone through once again, and while it certainly wasn't anything she had wanted to happen, the sight of her little boy's face made it all worthwhile. Not to say it was all bad...

Sugar Belle grunted as she forced the last bit of shit out into her diaper, just enough to make it touch the floor while she was standing.

Yeah, some bits of it were actually kind of fun.

Derpy's Puffy Parcel

Derpy sighed as she loaded the last envelop into her parcel. Her clumsiness had cause another delivery mishap, and so her boss had her on the long distance deliveries that nopony else wanted to do as punishment. Even worse, she was still expected to make these deliveries in a "timely manner". Considering how far she had to fly to even reach her destination, she reasoned that she'd have to fly almost twice as fast as she normally does without any stops. When she brought this up to her boss, he simply reminded her that it was entirely her own fault that she was stuck with this and gave her no concessions. If she didn't need the bits so badly, she would've quit this job ages ago.

On the bright side, being a delivery pony meant that she got to hear about all sorts of different products that she wouldn't have otherwise. Since she usually got stuck with the difficult or just strange deliveries as a result of her mishaps, she talked to ponies about several different items that she probably wouldn't have found on the standard market. Surprisingly, one of the more common ones she delivered was special diapers for adult mares, an item she purchased herself for times such as this. As long as she packed some snacks, she should be able to make her trip without stopping for anything.

Confident that she was set, she sprung from the post office balcony and began her journey out to... wait, where was she going again? She fumbled through her parcel to pull out one of the envelopes and check the address. Vanhoover, that was it! She deftly turned around to fly north and set off for her journey.

Derpy quickly realized that she probably should've used the bathroom before she left. It was about ten minutes before she felt her bladder start to ache, and while she knew her diaper could hold it if she just used it now, she was looking at a 5-7 hour flight depending on how fast she flew, and she wasn't sure how well it would hold up by the end of her trip. Not that she had much choice; trying to hold her pee while already exerting herself flying faster than ever was an impossible task.

Not even a few more minutes passed before she gave out and pissed her diaper. The sudden and intense warmth flooding her nether regions made her flight falter for a brief moment; she hadn't actually tried this before, so the sensation was quite the shock. Not to mention the fact that it felt amazing. If it wasn't for the fact that she had to make sure it lasted her whole journey, she probably would've gone out of her way to pee as much as possible.

Unfortunately, that lingering excitement made it even more difficult to focus on her flying. It mostly went away within a few moments, but she still felt a subtle tingling in her groin; she could only hope that it didn't get worse the more she had to use her diaper.

The hours passed, a couple of snacks and water bottles had gone away, and Derpy took a small dip beneath the clouds to appreciate the view before gliding back above the sky's fluffy pillows. It was generally advised for pegasi to fly so high on longer travels so as to make sure they didn't collide with others who usually used the space between towns to practice aerial stunts and other high speed maneuvers. Derpy didn't mind, as it also saved her from the possibilty of someone catching her peeing herself.

If only that was the only thing she had to worry about. She still had another two hours to fly, but by this time she was pretty sure her diaper was already soaked front to back. The wetness wrapping from her ass straight between her thighs made it even more difficult to focus, and she could feel another wave building up in her bladder. That and a growing pressure from the other end, something that Derpy was hoping wouldn't escape before she landed. A piss-soaked diaper is one thing to try and hide, but there would be no way she could conceal it if it was full of something else.

The best she could do was take some napkins she had in her parcel (can never be too tidy) and gently stick them down her diaper. They got soaked pretty quickly, and the touch against her pussy lips wasn't quelling her excitement, but she hoped they would provide enough absorbance that she wouldn't start leaking. As for the other problem, she just had to hope she could make it to Vanhoover in time, though the exhaustion coursing through her body already made that difficult to believe.

Another hour passed and another torrent of pee had escaped her body, the napkins working just well enough to prevent a massive leak, though some of it still dripped into her jeans; hopefully she could play it off as just a little rain.
Her situation was growing worse by the minute as she juggled between trying to maintain even her average flight speed, the pressure knocking on her back door, the noticeable excitement that wouldn't go away anymore, and the nagging feeling that she still needed to pee even more.

Her body was becoming more and more desperate for any kind of relief, and despite her flying making it harder for her to hold anything in, it was also the only thing distracting her from just how bad it was getting. She also knew that if she gave in, it would be near impossible to reach Vanhoover in time; she wasn't entirely sure but she imagined trying to fly with a filled diaper wasn't exactly conducive to getting somewhere quickly.

So, she pressed on, her perception of the time left coming down to each minute that passed. Was her destination close to the outskirts of the city, or did she have even further to travel? Was she delivering straight to a mailbox, or did she have to hand the letters over in person? Just who was she delivering to? Was everything going to the same address or did she have several stops? A lot of questions she probably should've had answered before she left, but it was a welcome deviation for her mind to focus on, even if a lot of the possibilities would ultimately make things more difficult for her in the end.

Just to be sure that she was timing herself correctly, she dipped down below the clouds once again. In the distance, she was able to spot some of Vanhoover's larger buildings. She was almost there! If only her wings weren't so fatigued she'd try and make a final sprint to the city, but by now her body's energy was spent almost entirely on holding both her piss and shit in. She could tell she was fighting a losing battle, so she needed some way to either get to the city quicker or alleviate her bathroom needs.

Her bladder wasn't waiting, finally giving out and soaking what little her diaper could hold before painting her jeans with a dark stain. Feeling the heat rush down her pant legs was enough to stumble her flight once again, and with no energy left to pick herself back up, she knew she had to land. She carefully glided through the forest that surrounded her destination, lightly bumping against a few trees before touching down on the ground. Her excitement had come back in full, and what little strength she had holding back the log poking at her anus was being drawn away by her own desires. If pissing herself felt so good, surely...

The pleasure started to win out against her practicality, her hand shifting between her legs to press her soaked jeans and diaper against her swollen pussy lips. The wet warmth sent electric jolts coursing through her body, encouraging her to press and rub even harder. She knew she still had those deliveries to make, but she just wanted to let go so badly.

So she did. With one swift motion she knelt forward and finally released the large turd that had been begging to be let loose for hours. It forcefully slithered its way out from between her ass cheeks, piling up and filling out what little room was still left in the puffy garment. It felt even better than Derpy could've imagined, and she still had more to push out. She pulled her hand away from her jeans and shoved it straight down her diaper, pushing two of her fingers into her pussy as her shit pillowed her diaper out. She thrust her fingers vigorously, desperate to bring herself to a roaring climax.

Within seconds, the last of her poop tapered out from her ass and her orgasm hit like a freight train, coating her hand and her diaper in a large spray of viscous cum. She collapsed forward, riding her climax out as she slipped her fingers out of her pussy and grazed her fingertips against the soiled padding of her diaper. All she had to worry about now was finding a place to clean herself up, make those deliveries, and...

Fly back home. For several hours.

Oh well, she thought. Her jeans were soiled already, what's a little more to add to it?

Author's Note

I've been debating on if I wanted to do sequels for some of the chapters here. Both Fluttershy's and Moondancer's have perfect setups to follow on, but I also want to focus on other characters and what new scenarios that could bring about instead of recycling ones I've already done chapters for. What do you guys think?

Dreaming of Diapers

It wasn't always easy to watch over the dreams of an entire nation. Luna was never really sure just what kind of night she was going to have. Some nights were peaceful, where everypony's dreams were sound and pleasant. Sometimes somepony was dealing with nightmares, and it was up to her to either coach the pony through their insecurities or just blast whatever was causing the nightmare.

Some nights were just plain weird though.

Luna was no stranger to senseless dreams. The dreamscape was vast and beautiful, and the fact that anypony could make anything they wanted happen was something that Luna treasured dearly. There were some, though, that just baffled her to no end, and it had left her curious. So tonight was a special night. Tonight was a night to research, to try to understand some of her subjects' deepest hidden desires.

Of course, that required that she actually find those kinds of dreams. There were a lot of ponies she kept watch over, and the realm of dreams didn't materialize itself to her desires. It was large, directionless and, above all else, disorganized.
The only tell Luna had of where to go was if somepony was having a nightmare; otherwise, she was left blind. She figured the best course of action was to just pick a door at random and see what happens. She was bound to find something interesting, right?

She could feel the world laughing at her as she hopped from dream to dream, watching the most conventional of fantasies playing out before her. Figures that the one night she wanted to find the stranger dreams was the one where they wouldn't show up. Nothing so far but gateway after gateway to money, fame, personal aspirations, and sex. Quite a lot of sex.

The sex dreams were the ones that disappointed Luna the most. After having seen so many dreams of just vanilla sexual activities, the princess of the night had become dulled to its excitement, and it was only the more fetish-fueled scenarios that could get her excited anymore. it sucked even more because those were few and far between, and hardly something she could pursue so easily in the waking world. Did that mean that she was looking for these off-the-wall dreams tonight purely for her own pleasure?

No, but that was part of it.

She fluttered over to the next dreamgate, hoping that this time she gets what she's been looking for. She creaks the door open, finding herself within the living room of a small apartment. Not much in the way of personable decorations, but the home was quite comfy and the furniture did have a pleasant aesthetic. Judging from the simplicity, Luna deduced that this was one of Manehattan's downtown apartments. She wandered through the rooms, hoping to find the currently absent dreamer.

She overheard some soft moaning coming from down the hallway. Here we go again, she thought as she approached the sound. Strange that it was coming from the bathroom, she didn't hear any shower running or water splashing. Not to mention she only heard one voice... seems she did find an unusual dream. She phased through the bathroom door, her form taking on a more translucent appearance so as not to reveal her presence.

On the other side was Babs Seed, a mare Luna only knew from helping the CMC through their nightmares. What wasn't quite as familiar to her was the young mare half naked with only a diaper wrapped around her lower half, her hand stuffed underneath to rub and finger her pussy. Definitely not what Luna was expecting when she set out tonight, but it worked nonetheless.

With a burst of her magic, Luna imposed her own fluid consciousness onto Babs, allowing her to feel everything the young mare believed she was feeling and understand the thoughts going through her head. Apparently Babs had heard about this from the CMC themselves, and while she was unable to indulge herself in real life, this idea had been stuck in her dreams ever since.

Babs wasn't making her thoughts easy to comprehend, though. Most of it was drowned in the intense desperation she (and Luna by proxy) were feeling. Babs started fingering herself even harder, ready to bring herself to the point that she couldn't hold out any longer. With one final push if her fingers she finally let go, a torrent of piss erupting into her diaper and soaking every last inch of its soft padding. The sheer relief and warmth enveloping Babs's pussy even managed to get to Luna; she could feel some of that true excitement that regular sex just didn't give her. But was this really okay for her to get turned on by?

That question could wait, as Babs's stream wasn't stopping anytime soon. It began forming a large puddle in the diaper, eventually flooding the interior as though the leg holes were completely plugged. With nowhere else to go, the diaper continued to expand, spreading Babs's legs wide open. Her hand swam through the pool of piss, still rubbing outside of her swollen, soaked pussy lips. Her other hand drifted to the front of the diaper, pressing into the stressed material and feeling just how much it had tightened from the volume of pee she was bathing in.

Luna decided now was as good a time as any to move on; best do so before she lost her own concentration. She pulled herself away from Babs and exited her dreamscape, wondering just what she was going to come across next. she decided to give herself a few moments before jumping into the next dream, as she could still feel the phantom sensation of having her entire crotch wrapped in warm piss. Not an unpleasant feeling, but it made it difficult for her to focus.

Once she was able to collect herself, she moved on to a new section of the dream realm, watching as the doors shifted and shuffled across its starry backdrop. A simple wooden door drifted into her path, opening itself for her as she slipped into the new dreamscape. This wasn't uncommon, but it usually brought her somewhere that connected to the previous dream. Was this another...

Her question was answered as she landed onto a short dirt path, one that led to a cottage she knew all to well: this was Fluttershy's home. She could hear the demure pony humming and speaking to the animals in her backyard as she gave each of them a short bath. Seemed like a pleasant enough dream on the outset; perhaps there was nothing more to see. That's what Luna thought until she watched Fluttershy retreat back into her cottage, muttering something about 'needing to clean herself up soon'. Luna tailed her, finding her slowly wandering through the rooms, stopping for brief moments before taking a few more steps.

Luna shifted herself to Fluttershy as she did with Babs before and was hit with just as great of a wave of desperation from the shy pegasus, though this was a different kind. Fluttershy was clearly doing all that she could to hold it in, but unlike Babs it wasn't because she liked holding it for so long. Luna could feel she was also wearing a diaper, so what was she waiting for?

Luna got her answer when an unknown pair of arms wrapped around Fluttershy's waist and a soft voice came into her perception. "Shhh, it's okay Fluttershy, Mommy's here. You can let it all out now."

Fluttershy's skirt vanished into the dreamy aether as she followed her mother's words and let go of all the piss she was holding in. Unlike Babs, her diaper behaved more realistically as the padding quickly absorbed all it could and the rest spilled down the leg holes and puddled beneath her. Luna could feel her own excitement returning, now fueled by the warmth spreading down her thighs and to her feet. If it was wrong for her to be turned on by this, Luna didn't want to be right.

Things took another turn from Babs's dream as pissing wasn't the only thing Fluttershy needed to do. Soon after the flow of urine had stemmed, Fluttershy leaned forward towards her couch and laid her hands upon the couch's arm. Her mother followed her from behind as Fluttershy began pushing the massive turd in her ass out, the log pushing the back of her diaper out until it collided with her mother's body. Unable to expand any further, Flutterhy's shit coiled back around inside her diaper, pressing into her ass and worming its way between her legs.

"Mmm, my poor baby's making such a mess," her mother teased as she pressed herself even harder against Fluttershy's body. This coaxed Fluttershy to push even harder to fill her diaper as much as possible. Her diaper extended past her knees as the last piece of poop popped from her anus, the sheer weight exciting both her and Luna even more.
"Good girl, Fluttershy. How's about we go get you cleaned up?"

Luna mindlessly pulled herself away from Fluttershy, frustrated that she had finally been brought so close to climax; she just needed a little more! She tore back to the dream realm's hub, desperately hoping that the next dream would be enough to get her over the edge. She sped through so quickly that she didn't even pay attention to the door that she drifted into next.

She landed in the familiar surroundings of the Canterlot castle. A little strange to her, since the castle's denizens were the easiest dreams for her to reach and she had yet to see any of them have any kind of diaper fantasy. She reasoned that one of them might have just gotten into it and she hadn't noticed yet.

She overheard a soft moan from somewhere in the castle, and swiftly followed it to its source. The halls she floated through became more and more familiar as she went, and she soon realized that she was headed straight for her and her sister's quarters. Was somepony having their fantasy in the princess's room? It wouldn't be the first time, but again, Luna hadn't seen a diaper fantasy like that. When she finally arrived at Celestia's room, she found out why.

She was in her own sister's dream.

Celestia lay upon her bed, clothed in nothing but a custom-sized diaper as she lazily rubbed her palm against its surface. The two sisters had a promise to each other that Luna would not visit her dreams outside of absolute emergencies, and now she knew why. Her sister had quite a kinky fantasy; little did Luna know it was only getting started.

Another voice piped up from the hallway. "You wanted to see me, Princess Celestia?" a pre-alicorn Twilight asked from the doorway, her feet shuffling against the floor.

"Yes, Twillight, come in. I assume you have done what I asked of you?"

"Of course, Princess," she answered, dropping her skirt and revealing that she was wearing a diaper just like Celestia.

"Good. Now come here, you know what to do."

Twilight nodded as she stepped forward, an aura of magic surrounding her hand as she slipped it down the front of Celestia's diaper. With Twilight's hand firmly against her pussy, Celestia let loose her torrent of piss, coaxing a cacophony of moans from both her and the young unicorn.

Luna was more inclined to be in Twilight's position in order to keep some sense of boundary between herself and her sister, but because Twilight was nothing more than a figment of Celestia's dream, she couldn't understand anything of what she would be feeling. Thus, she steeled her resolve and planted herself within Celestia and was immediately hit by a cavalcade of excitement. It would seem that whatever Twilight did to her hand not only kept it clean while still allowing her to feel everything, but amplified Celestia's own pissing pleasure, something that drove Luna wild.

When the last of Celestia's pee trickled away, she brought her attention back to her pupil. "Good job, Twilight, that spell worked wonders! Do you want to try the other side now?"

Another nod from the unicorn as her hand slipped away from Celestia's pussy and started rubbing between her ass cheeks. Celestia couldn't be serious, this was so depraved! Despite this, Celestia didn't hesitate as she began to shit over Twilight's hand, both of their moans increasing in volume as it filled more and more of the sun princess's diaper. Twilight used the opportunity to smear the shit right up against Celestia's ass, rubbing it everywhere she could reach.

Celestia decided it was time for Twilight to join in on her fun. "Okay Twilight, show me how much you've held in since we last spoke," she demanded as Twilight leaned into her bosom and let loose her own massive amount of excrement. Her diaper quickly ballooned to the floor as Twilight continued to shit herself, soon finding herself sitting atop the pile of shit that left her body.

Apparently Celestia absolutely loved watching her student do this, as it was enough to bring her to a roaring climax. Her juices sprayed across the diaper's padding, spreading enough to soak the furs just outside of her lips. With her own orgasm fading, Celestia pulled Twilight's hands away and leaned towards her faithful student. "I bet you'd like to cum too, wouldn't you?" Twilight's only response was a whimpering nod. "Don't worry, I know just what to do."

Luna felt Celestia's diaper magically vacate and watched as Twilight's puffed up just that little bit more. Neither of then had to say anything for Luna to understand what just happened, and it turned Twilight on even more as she shoved both of her magically coated hands down into the diaper. Luna was pretty sure she wasn't even fingering herself, just getting off on feeling the massive pile of shit in her diaper, knowing that some of it wasn't even hers.

Despite not even being tied to Twilight's emotions, Luna could feel her own orgasm swiftly approaching. She just needed Celestia to shit herself again, something she could easily influence. With one stroke of her own magic she tweaked the dream and gave Celestia another massive shit to send into her diaper. Celestia gave a loud moan from the speed at which it vacated her body, and Twilight watched as her princess shit herself in front of her again.

All three ponies screamed in ecstasy as their orgasms racked their bodies. Unfortunately for Luna, both hers and Celestia's were intense enough to rock the both of them awake...

Luna woke to find that those dreams had gotten to her more than she realized. Her panties were soaked in piss, covered in shit and leaking all over her bed. She'll have to wash everything in the morning, but for now she was extremely horny and she wasn't letting this opportunity go to waste. Pun intended.

Author's Note

This was a really fun chapter to write. Given the whole dream premise, I could go a little crazier with the fantasies (not that the rest of the chapters were that realistic anyway). I also decided to give Celestia a chance to a bit of a top in this since she definitely won't be in TFP, at least with Twilight.

Next on the block is Coco/Rarity and Diamond/Silver. Hope you look forward to it!

Diamond's Consolation

It was never a good idea to get on Spoiled Milk's bad side. Her influence could easily render her victim the next town pariah, and she was just spiteful enough to target just about anypony in Ponyville, sans the town's mayor and heroes. She was also very cruel and creative with her acts of petty vengeance; Diamond Tiara understood this all too well.

All her life she had spent trying to avoid incurring her mother's wrath, unwittingly falling in line with every terrible behavior Spoiled exhibited. She didn't want to act like her mother, but it felt like the woman had eyes and ears everywhere, and the moment she did something her mother disapproved of, she knew she was coming home to misery. It also didn't help that some of the ponies Spoiled didn't want her hanging around were in fact some of her dad's best business partners, making trying to stay on both her parents' good sides a near impossibility.

So here she was, having just returned from a terrible hiking trip where she had to rely on those annoying CMC and the two dunderheads from her class to get back home safely, and of course her mother heard about it. How dare she even interact with such riff-raff, let alone stoop so low as to ask for their help; Diamond had heard it all before. What she hadn't expected was her mother's idea of a punishment.

Back when Zap Apple harvest time had come around, her dad had brought her to participate in the preparations as punishment for mocking his best customer, something Diamond found humiliating enough with the bunny suits and all the weird rituals. Apparently her mother also disagreed with this punishment, though of course she just cared about her daughter being made to do farm work. Her parents argued and Diamond was punished again for going through with it, but her mother learned a valuable lesson for disciplining her daughter; she hated to be humiliated.

Diamond had stopped questioning her mother's ideas for the most part, but even she had to wonder just what twisted part of her mind decided to lock her daughter in her room wearing nothing but a diaper. That alone was enough to embarrass Diamond, even with nopony else around, but that's what terrified her more than anything. Sure, she would rather not be sitting in her room like this, but the fact that she was safely somewhere where nopony could see her and humiliate her further meant that her mom had something else up her sleeve, and Diamond dreaded finding out what it was.

A subtle ache in her bladder snapped her out of her thoughts, quickly reminding her that she hadn't actually been to the bathroom all day. Thoughts sprawled through her head of what she was going to do when it became too much to bear, or worse, she had to visit a bathroom for something else. Was her mother's plan to just wait until she had actually used the diaper, suffering even more self-imposed shame? Possibly, but that still didn't seem like enough. Her mother would want others to see her humiliate herself, usually to avoid Diamond just caving and doing what she wants to get it over with.

Every so often, Diamond would sneakily peek out of her curtain to see if anypony was standing outside of her room. Nopony ever was, and that should've made her feel a little better, but her mind just kept running in circles trying to understand just what her mother's goal with this was. Maybe she was just trying to psych her out? Make her think there was more to this ploy than there actually is?

No, that couldn't be it either. Her mother was an absolute bitch, for sure, but she rarely ever resorted to mind games to accomplish her goals. She always preferred more direct and immediate action, so she definitely had something else planned. Diamond paced trying to figure it out, though that task was made increasingly difficult as her bladder egged her for relief.

This brought Diamond to a different dilemma. She was probably going to be stuck using the diaper anyway, and someone was bound to see her wearing it. Who and how she didn't know, but that was beside the point. She could either use it now and get it over with, but risk being seen wearing not only a diaper, but a messy one at that. On the other hand, she could wait for the inevitable, trying to keep the diaper clean along with some sense of her dignity. But that would only mean anypony who saw her like this would see her desperately trying to avoid peeing her diaper, if not being able to watch her pee in it. Neither was a good option, but it would be far more embarrassing for someone to watch her in person rather than it being a thing of the past.

So she resolved to just get it over with, but her body wasn't exactly ready to break years of conditioning just to save her pride. Despite her bladder nagging her harder and harder, relaxing her muscles seemed to do nothing for her; she was stuck until her body itself gave out and conceded to pissing herself. She wasn't too keen to try and coax it out either; it would be even worse to be found masturbating in a diaper.

Her thought were cut off by the sound of her door opening; she quickly ducked behind her bed to avoid being seen by the intruder. A familiar voice called out to her, instantly filling her with dread. "Diamond, are you in here? Your mother said you wanted to see me?"

Silver Spoon. Of course it had to be Silver Spoon. What better way to humiliate her daughter by bringing her best friend in to witness her shame. Diamond had to think of some way to convince Silver to leave, but between her anxiety and that anxiety causing her bladder to ache even more than before, it was nearly impossible to think straight. Still, she at least had to make sure that Silver didn't get suspicious about anything.

"UGH, Silver! I was getting dressed, don't you know it's rude to walk in without knocking?" she berated. Silver immediately began stammering her apologies; it would've been kinda adorable if Diamond wasn't praying to Celestia above that it was enough to make her turn around and leave the room. It would've been, until she heard the distinctive clack of the door's inner mechanisms catching on a barricade. No she didn't...

"Um, Diamond? How do I unlock your door?"

"...you can't." Diamond exhaled in defeat. It didn't even occur to her that the door would lock again after Silver had entered, but now it was so obvious. If her mother wanted her to have an audience, she had to make sure that Diamond couldn't put to use everything she had been taught about getting her way. So now she was stuck, in her bedroom, with her best friend... wearing nothing but a diaper... on the verge of wetting that diaper... could things get any worse?

At least she still had a means to keep Silver from peeking around to actually see her. "Well, I guess I'll just have to stay behind the bed like this."

Silver looked puzzled. "Okay, but that doesn't answer my question. What do you mean I can't unlock the door?"

Diamond's heart skipped a beat; she was so lost in her thoughts she had completely tuned out of what Silver had been saying. "Uh, sorry, yea my mom made it so it only unlocks from the outside. You know, to make sure I stayed in my room when I was grounded." Diamond could feel it getting more difficult to hold her bladder back; she was sure if she let go now Silver would hear it.

"Wait, you're grounded again? Does that woman ever let you not be grounded?" Silver inquired before giving the situation a little more thought. "Hang on, if you're grounded, why did she invite me here?"

Diamond started to panic. Her muscles were getting tired at this point and she could feel the flow of piss trying to work its way out of her system. Between her sore muscles and aching bladder she couldn't really think of any excuse, and she had a hard time not wearing her discomfort on her face.

"Diamond, are you okay? You don't look so good-!" Silver began before Diamond's body finally gave in and an unmistakable hissing come from the other side of the bed. Diamond's bladder had finally won out and she was soaking every inch of the padding wrapped around her crotch. While Diamond closed her eyes to avoid the humiliation, she could hear Silver's soft footsteps around the bed to see the compromising situation her friend had been put in. A short high-pitched gasp told Diamond that she had been discovered, prompting her to hide her face the best she could.

Shame and relief flooded her system as she relaxed and the leak of piss quickly became a torrent, blooming across her nether regions as it seeped into every last corner of the diaper's absorbent material. For a brief moment she had forgotten that Silver was even there, but her ears caught the faintest sound of heavy breathing, reminding her that she had an audience. Watching her piss herself. The shame and humiliation came back full force, overshadowing any other emotion she had given herself to. She wasn't going to let her mother win, though; if she was going down like this, she was facing it head on.

Diamond opened her eyes just the slightest bit, expecting to find her friend halfway across the room with a horrible look of disgust. What she found instead was Silver watching her every move with rapt attention, almost mesmerized by the scene painted before her. The hissing petered out, and Diamond looked down to see that her diaper had expanded quite a bit, forcing her legs apart just enough to be slightly uncomfortable. The outside of the padded garment was stained a faint yellow, and the warmth from her piss enveloped her entire crotch and upper thighs. It almost felt like her lower half was dipped in a sauna.

The fact that Silver was still sitting in front of her threw Diamond off, and for a moment she forgot what she was even going to say. She watched as Silver's eyes darted between the stretched diaper around her waist and the shirt she was... not wearing. Diamond had completely forgotten that she was also pretty much naked, and her best friend was staring directly at her exposed tits. An awkward silence fell between them as Diamond tried to read Silver's expressions, hoping to get some semblance of what was running through her friend's head about the situation. She didn't have to wait long for an answer.

"So, um... what exactly is going on here?"

Diamond sighed as she tried to sit up. "My mom."

"That's... what I thought. This is an... interesting idea, I gotta say."

"That's putting it lightly," Diamond snarked as she turned her head away. "I'm sorry you had to be a part of this, my mom thinks the best punishment for me is to humiliate me in front of my friends. Don't ask me how that translates to 'put me in a diaper for one of my friends to watch', I have no idea." At least Silver was somewhat understanding of her predicament, but this whole mess still meant they couldn't just go back to being friends, right? Things would inevitably be different between them because of 'that one time', and Diamond was afraid their friendship would crumble off of that. Unreasonable, maybe, but wasn't that the entire point of her mom's plan?

That made what Silver said next extremely confusing. "Well, if it makes you feel any better... your mom may have gotten the wrong friend if embarrassment was what she was going for."

Diamond turned back to Silver, the grayish mare's face painted a vibrant shade of pink and her fingers dancing around the hem of her skirt. "What exactly do you mean?" Diamond inquired, watching her friends fidgeting grow even more visible before she finally pulled her skirt up, revealing that she also had a diaper on underneath. Not only that, but Diamond could tell it had already been used, though not quite as obviously as her own. "I-buh-wu-huh- SILVER, why are you wearing that??!!"

Silver blushed even harder as she explained, "Well, to be honest... I never really stopped. Mostly because I actually still need them, but over the past couple months, I've discovered I just really enjoy using them." Her right hand drifted to casually rub the front of her diaper. "I mean, it felt good, didn't it? Being able to just let it go right where you're sitting, feeling the warmth pour out and spread out across your legs?" Silver's tone grew more hushed as she got lost in her imagination, subtly masturbating herself in front of Diamond.

Diamond wasn't sure what it was. Maybe Silver had a point and she did actually enjoy some part of what she just went through. Maybe it was some weird taboo thing where even if she didn't enjoy it, the thought of doing something so against what was ingrained to her was enough to surpass the shame. Maybe watching her cute friend get herself off in front of her was super sexy. Whatever it was, Diamond was getting turned on by it, and her first instinct was to plant her hand against what would've been her underwear to masturbate herself. Instead, her hand found itself pushing an extremely warm and damp diaper against her pussy lips, igniting her nerves in a way she hadn't ever felt before.

Clearly seeing her best friend indulging in her own favorite fetish did quite a number on Silver, as Diamond noticed that not only had she increased her own hand's speed and pressure, but a soft hissing told her that Silver was peeing in her diaper again; apparently the slightest hint that Diamond was on board with it was enough for all of Silver's inhibitions to fade away, and she had quite a lot of them. The moment she started peeing, she leaned forward to press her diaper against Diamond's, grabbing Diamond's breasts and softly kneading them as she ground the puffy garments together.

"Go ahead, Diamond. Pee with me."

Diamond's head was so fuzzy with pleasure that the voice she heard almost sounded ethereal, like Silver was a voice in her own head. Whatever it was, Diamond obeyed, spraying what remained in her bladder across the inside of her nappy as it ran down to pool between her ass cheeks. Silver's own diaper continued to expand, soon dwarfing Diamond's in size; she must've gone out of her way to find some very absorbent ones.

"You know, there's something else we can use these for. Wanna do it?"

Under any other circumstance, Diamond would've undeniably refused such a notion, but between her pleasure-drunken state and watching Silver as she stripped down to nothing but the damp garment secured to her waist, the only priority on Diamond's mind was to keep this feeling going. Even her body was giving her the signals to just let it out. A small nod told Silver all she needed to know.

"Okay, let's do it together. One, two... threeee...!"

Both mares began pushing their shit out simultaneously, filling out what little space remained in their diapers as the plastic garments pillowed out behind them. Silver collapsed forward onto Diamond, her diaper easily swelling over her friend's and preventing it from growing out any further. This left Diamond's poop with nowhere to go but back around, filling every crevice it could find before some of it squeezed out of the waistband. Silver's, on the other hand, expanded her diaper so much that some managed to seep out of the legholes.

All the while, both girls were moaning in ecstasy, lost in the pleasure of the moment. The reality was far better than any of Silver's fantasies, and just watching her friend getting off so much was enough for Diamond to completely ignore the depravity of their consummation and just enjoy the moment. Within seconds of each other they each reached their messy climax, coating their diapers with the mark of their combined orgasm. They laid together, riding out their pleasure high before exhaustion got the better of both of them and they passed out in each other's embrace.

Diamond and her mother waved goodbye to Silver as she left to return home. Spoiled wasn't entirely sure how they were still so amicable, though she chalked it up to a face they were putting on to leave her none the wiser to their now strained friendship. Once she had shut the front door and turned away, she spoke over her shoulder, "I hope that you've learned a valuable lesson today, dear."

"Oh don't worry mother. I learned plenty today," Diamond replied, a soft crinkle playing out as she walked back to her room.

Author's Note

Wanted to get at least one more chapter out before the end of the month, and my internet decided to be a pain again so here we are. I wanted to do a chapter with at least one character who simply never stopped using diapers, and I thought it would be cute to do that with Silver Spoon. Got chapters prepped for Coco/Rarity and Princess Cadance, but Coco's is basically going through a full rewrite, as I'm not happy with how the original was turning out.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and look forward to more in August!

Private Showcase

Rarity designed many things for her boutique, whether that be the decorations that lined the store's walls or the various products she sold on a daily basis. One could mistake her store for only selling dresses, but she didn't get to be one of Equestria's most premier fashion brands without branching out. Dresses, tuxedos, jewelry and other accessories, and some everyday wear for good measure. She even had some custom orders outside of her usual production, but that only meant a challenge for her to take on, and she was always up to the task.

Then Coco placed her order.

It wasn't unusual for her protege to ask for her assistance with a personal project, but it did strike Rarity as strange when she came into the store furiously blushing as she passed over a small envelope muttering something about a 'very special request' she wanted Rarity to put together. Coco hardly ever relied solely on her mentor for any creation, so she must be really stumped on this one. Unfortunately Rarity hardly had a moment to ask for more details before the shy mare was already out her door.

Rarity sighed to herself as she carefully opened the envelope Coco had left behind, pulling the short parchment out and silently reading the request to herself. The request itself was extremely vague, only stating that she had need of a unique garment that neither of them had created before for 'personal reasons'. Coco also said that she had created a concept for the garment, which was included on the back, but needed Rarity's expertise and larger pool of resources to see it become a reality. So far nothing truly out of the ordinary, though Rarity did question why Coco was so concerned about utility for a fashion project.

Rarity flipped the paper over, doing a sharp double take the moment her eyes landed on the sketched design. What was scrawled out before her was an outline for a custom-made diaper. That alone was enough to throw Rarity off, seeing as she had barely even touched standard undergarments in the years of running her business. Why would Coco be asking this of her?

Whatever her reason may be, the more Rarity read the more she realized that the demure mare had put a lot of thought into this decision as every aspect of the diaper's construction was accounted for. Not just the general aesthetic and design flairs, but even the shape and materials. It was probably one of the puffiest designs that Rarity had ever seen, and from what fabrics and plastics Coco had recommended, it was supposed to be very absorbent and almost entirely leak-proof. This was meant to be used, and used a lot.

Rarity sat in disbelief, trying to rationalize in her head what Coco could possibly need a diaper for, let alone one so meticulously crafted. At first she wondered if it was even for Coco herself, but the measurements perfectly matched the one that Rarity had on record for her partner. There was no question that this was for Coco to wear, so the next best reason Rarity could come up with was perhaps a medical one. Maybe she just suffered from incontinence? A little embarrassing, sure, but it was better rationale for Rarity than any... other reasons Coco might want such a thing.

With a safe motivation in mind, Rarity set to work. The letter requested a small batch of about six to be made as a trial, and if they turned out the way Coco wanted she'd ask for more. Gathering the materials was fairly straightforward, though Rarity did hesitate a little as she was putting the first diaper together as she reflected on just what she was doing for her friend before reminding herself this was probably a necessity and Coco wouldn't be asking this of her otherwise... right?

Rarity also couldn't help but think of how she usually handles her customers and how she might have to play things different with this. Normally, she'd be ecstatic to see her client try on their finished request and watch their excitement as they express just how perfect a job she had done for them. She loved seeing that from Coco especially, but she wasn't sure Coco would even try this on in front of her, expressing nothing more than sheer embarrassment and trying to leave as swiftly as possible.

For some reason, though, the mental image of Coco wearing this didn't immediately leave her head, nor did she even consider for a second how awkward it would be for her to see Coco wearing it; perhaps her desire for her customer's satisfaction was trumping the strange circumstance she might face? Whatever the reason, that image stirred her to press on, and she finished the first of the set by day's end. As she went to put it away and set up to start on the next one, a thought crossed her mind that she really never had to consider with most of her other works. Everything else she made was just aesthetic, it wasn't meant to do more than compliment a pony's looks or the rest of their ensemble. These had a particular use, and if she was going to uphold her own quality values, they had to work as Coco wanted them to.

Which meant Rarity needed some way to test them.

This posed two problems to the fashionista, the most obvious being how she could possibly go about testing one of them to be sure that they would be what Coco wanted. She wasn't about to tell anypony else about this side project, which meant that she could either invite Coco back and find out what she thinks of this first draft, or... she could test them herself. On the one hand, Rarity would usually keep in contact with her client to discuss potential alterations, but considering the way Coco had originally given Rarity her request it was unlikely she'd come back before they were actually done. Not to mention living all the way out in Manehattan made commutes far more difficult to arrange than a simple jaunt around town.

On the other hand, Rarity was not keen on subjecting herself to the humiliation of purposely wearing a diaper, let alone using it. She could always just continue making them as Coco had designed and hope that it would work for her, but that went against her own quality assurance standards. Thus, it was a war against her business morals and her personal dignity, and in the end, her morals won out. While she was also disappointed to waste the entire night's work, it was better to waste one rather than six and have to start from scratch because they didn't turn out right.

Still, Rarity wasn't going to make it super obvious what she was doing, so she retired to her bedroom for the night with the diaper kept in a small work satchel, shutting and locking her door before she undressed and hesitantly wrapped the garment around her waist and crotch. It took a little bit of extra effort as Rarity's hips were quite a bit wider than Coco's, but she eventually managed to get it secured to her body.

She had to admit, Coco had done a very good job designing the diaper to be as comfortable as possible. Despite the tighter fit, the waistband wasn't digging against her hips, and the rest of the cloth and padding felt surprisingly soft against her fur. The only thing that Rarity questioned was the size, as despite being smaller on her the main padding of the diaper was still puffy enough to force her legs slightly apart; she could only imagine that Coco would always have to have her knees bent just to accommodate, and that would be before she even used it and made it even puffier. Once again, the thought of Coco wearing and using the diaper didn't seem to bother her that much. For a moment, she thought it would be kind of cute.

A small ache in her bladder snapped her out of her thoughts, and she quickly recognized that she wasn't holding it for very long standing like this. With that, she climbed into her bed and hoped that she would be able to fall asleep before her body decided to let go, but she quickly realized that everything she was just praising about Coco's diaper design was clearly intended to coax the wearer into using it. The wide padding made it harder to hold her pee in, and the softness of the interior helped relax her entire crotch. Rarity tried holding out for as long as she could, a few spurts escaping before her muscles gave way and she began peeing herself in full force.

Rarity didn't even realize just how much she had been holding in until she felt it splash back against her pussy before soaking into the diaper's thick padding. A soft gasp escaped her mouth as the warmth spread across her nether regions, the diaper slowly pillowing out between her legs. The world around her briefly slipped away as her mind focused solely on the blissful sensation she was experiencing.

Her senses slowly returned to her as her stream of urine died down, leaving only a few drops to seep into the fabric pressing further against her pussy. Rarity gently cupped her hand around the front of the plastic garment; she could feel the extra weight from all the pee it absorbed, but even squeezing it didn't allow any to leak back out. Satisfied that she had done her job well, she turned over to sleep for the night, content to leave the diaper fastened to her waist as she drifted into slumber.

The more days went by, the prouder Rarity was of her own work. That first diaper she had tested out was absorbent enough to last her several nights, though she still wondered how well they would work for Coco. She still wasn't sure why her protege had made this request of her, but based off of the design and effort Coco had put into it, she had come to one of two conclusions; either Coco had some medical condition that made them a necessity, or she just really enjoyed spending her day in a diaper that she could use over and over again.

Rarity had slowly come to hope for the latter. She wasn't sure what about the idea of Coco in these diapers was so appealing to her, but the more she worked on them the more she was certain that she wanted to see Coco in one before she took them back to Manehattan. Thankfully she didn't have much longer to wait; she had just finished the last of Coco's trial batch, and they had already arranged for Coco to pick them up the following day. Some part of Rarity was tempted to wear one when Coco arrived, but she felt that would embarrass the mare too much and she wouldn't stick around for what Rarity really wanted. No, she'd hold off on showing her hand until the time was truly right.

Coco arrived in the same manner she had when she first dropped off her request, scouting her surroundings for any other ponies as she approached the main desk. Rarity watched the flustered mare with slight amusement; she always found it cute when Coco was nervous. "You don't have to be so anxious, dear. I closed down the shop a little early for your arrival, so it's just you and me here."

"Oh, thank you Miss Rarity," Coco replied, though Rarity's precaution seemed to have done very little to calm her down. "I'm sorry, this past week has been a little stressful."

"Oh? Perhaps you'd do me the favor of indulging me while we head in back?" Rarity proposed. "I so rarely hear of your stories from Manehattan, and it would be nice to do some catching up before you run off again." Rarity knew that wasn't what Coco was exactly referring to. Waiting in relative silence for a project that Coco wasn't even sure she'd take up was probably quite taxing for her, then to find out that Rarity did take it on and had it completed within a few days? Poor girl was probably bouncing back and forth between excitement and sheer terror at returning to pick up her request. Assuming she asked for them specifically for her pleasure, and Rarity continued to assume as much; it got her excited in a way she never imagined, and she was inches away from seeing the fruits of her labor.

It didn't matter if she was paying attention to anything Coco was saying, as her protege was just trying to come up with random stories to justify her 'stress' over the past week. So she let her imagination wander, picturing her company walking beside her with one of the diapers hugging her waist and wondering just how she might end up using them. She still wasn't sure if Coco needed them so thick and absorbent because she wanted to use one for as long as possible, or if she just let out that much in one sitting. She kinda hoped for the latter; watching Coco pee herself so much that she couldn't even stand with her thick diaper would be such a treat.

Rarity tuned back in to Coco's words as she took a break from her made-up work woes to say "You know, you could've just packed these up and sent me on my way. I don't think its really necessary to spend any more time on this than we need to."

She wasn't getting out of this that easily. "Oh nonsense dear, I have to be sure you are one hundred and ten percent satisfied with what I've crafted for you, and I can't exactly do that if you're all the way back in your Manehattan apartment!
I assure you, this will be over before you know it- Ah! Here we are!"

Rarity shuffled through some of her loose swaths of fabric to dig the diapers out of their hiding spot; she may have come around to them, but she still wasn't letting any of her other friends see that she had them. She carefully pulled the box from the corner, turning to face the younger mare and setting the box down on a small table between them. "Well? Go ahead and tell me what you think!"

"Oh, well, I, um, you know, they- they look perfect Rarity OkaynowigottagoBYE-!" Coco tried to back her way out of the door only to be enveloped in a sapphire miasma that gently pulled her back in.

"Coco, dear. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You asked me to make these for you, and I have. All that I ask in return is that you give me your honest feelings on them, just like any of my other designs," Rarity assured her. Coco took a deep breath before sitting back down, hesitantly pulling one of the diapers from the box as she looked it over.

"It's- you did a good job, Miss Rarity. Just as good as you always do." Her praise was stiff, almost robotic, but the small curl to her lips gave away a deep excitement just from holding it in her hands. Rarity recognized the expression Coco wore, possibilities running laps around her head; it was the same expression she herself had seen in the mirror over the past few days. Time to see how far she could push her limits.

"I'm glad you think so, dear, but there is one last bit of quality assurance that I hope you'd allow me." Rarity requested, taking on a softer tone. "You know how much I love to see my clients try on their new outfits."

The number of emotions Rarity could read on Coco's ever reddening face was almost staggering: confusion, excitement, some returning anxiety, fear, and even some relief. All because she was treating this as though it was any other day in her shop. "You know where the changing room is. Go ahead, I'll wait right here."

Coco wordlessly stood with the diaper held to her chest, carefully stepping past Rarity towards the changing booth before disappearing behind the curtain. The anticipation electrified Rarity's nerves as she slid her hand down her body to gently rub between her legs. Moments away from the sight she had been dying to witness since she began this job, and it was making her so damn horny.

"Um, Miss Rarity?" Coco called out, prompting Rarity to peel her hand away from her crotch as her friend's face poked out from around the curtain. "I'm not so sure I can come out like this..."

"Oh, don't you worry about a thing, dear! It's just you and me here after all, and I'm not here to judge your tastes." Not negatively anyway...

Coco took a solid gulp of air before slowly stepping away from the curtain, having only discarded her skirt and panties in favor of the diaper. Just as Rarity had expected, the diaper's padding spread Coco's gait so far that she had to keep her knees perpetually bent. Her posture gave the impression that she was ready to piss herself at any moment, and from the look of sheer concentration on her face that might actually be true. It took all of Rarity's own willpower to keep herself from just masturbating to the sight in front of her, but she knew that could wait for more.

"Oh Coco, you look simply delightful!" Rarity praised as she stood and got a good look all around Coco; she was clearly at her limit, and it would only take a little bit of coaxing to get her to let go. Still, Rarity wanted to enjoy this for just a little bit longer. "Does it fit well? Is it comfortable? I did my best to craft it according to the sketch you gave me, and I hope its everything you were expecting."

"They're... they, uh... listen Rarity, I- I don't think I can stay like this..."

"Oh, what seems to be the trouble, dear?" Rarity teased as she paced around her friend. "I mean, you must have been so excited to finally come pick these up. To go home and wear them. To use them..." Rarity's voice dropped closer to a hushed whisper with every word. "Go ahead, Coco. Use it, just like you've always wanted to."

Rarity's sultry tone pushed Coco over the edge, a loud hissing from the diaper proving another of Rarity's assumptions; when Coco had to go, she went HARD. Within a few seconds her diaper had expanded to just above her knees, and the sound of her pee took on a fuller tone as the padding absorbed more and more of it. Coco's legs bent further to accommodate, to the point that she was just about sitting on the floor.

Rarity watched with glee, shoving her own hand back down her panties to get herself off as Coco continued to soil herself. From where she was watching, it almost looked like Coco was getting ready to do more than pee, and that thought excited her even more. She wondered if Coco would be willing to do that for her...

Coco's stream slowly died out, the young mare releasing a heavy breath she didn't even know she was holding. Before she could regain stock of her surroundings, a husky voice called over her shoulder, "Was that all you needed to do?" She recognized it as Rarity's, but she had never heard her mentor speak like this before. It was a voice that sparked a fire in her loins, one that immediately drew her to do whatever it asked of her. "You've wanted these for so long, right? Now you finally have them, and shouldn't you use them to their fullest? Don't hold anything back, you can finally indulge yourself like you've always imagined."

What little shame Coco had remaining washed away with every word as she spread her legs and relaxed her anus, pushing out the large shit she had been holding onto all day. It quickly stuffed her diaper, first tenting out the back before it coiled down below her. Her diaper continued to expand underneath her, the outer plastic pressing against the floor and forcing the rest of Coco's poop to cram into the back of her diaper.

Rarity shoved two of her fingers into her pussy and vigorously pumped them back and forth as she witnessed Coco live out her fantasy, desperately trying to bring herself to orgasm before the young mare was done. Both the sight and the sound of Coco's subtle grunts and moans made her so wet, and each pump of her fingers splashed her juices against the cloth of her panties. Within a few minutes her climax erupted, her pussy coating her hand and underwear in a thick coat of her cum.

Both girls sat in their afterglow for several minutes before they went separate ways to clean themselves up. When they had returned to the front of the shop, Coco was just as bashful as when she arrived, but she gave Rarity a solid thank you before leaving with her merchandise. Rarity giggled to herself as she watched the door close; Coco would be back very soon.

After all, that sample package wasn't going to last her any more than a week.

Author's Note

So I have a couple ideas for upcoming chapters, and I want to put it to a vote which should come first.

Trixie/Starlight - Trixie hasn't forgiven Starlight for trying to trade her wagon away, so on their way back to Ponyville, Trixie decides to teach Starlight a lesson. With some hypnosis, of course.
Sunset/SciTwi - Sunset introduces her Twilight to either an Equestrian custom or something from her college parties, haven't decided which yet (She could also lie about this reason and its just her own fetish anyway)
The Dazzlings - I'm thinking each meet up with a different member of the Main 7 and end up in diapers for different reasons (Aria/Pinkie dating w/ a mutual fetish, Sonata roleplaying w/ Fluttershy, stuff like that)
Holding Contest - This is something I definitely want to do a chapter on, and I'll leave it open to who's involved. Ideas so far are a collective Mane 6/Main 7/CMC chapter, or a new group like Twilight's Canterlot friends or the Shadowbolts

A chapter for Cadance is already in the works, and will either come out next or after the most voted suggestion here.

It's an Equestria Thing... Right?

Sunset swung her apartment's front door open, immediately dropping her book bag beside its frame as she passed into her abode. Kicking the door shut behind her, she collapsed forward onto her couch, the exhaustion of another monotonous school day finally settling through her entire body. She laid there for several minutes before deciding to lift herself and shift to sit back properly upon the sofa.

It hadn't been a particularly frustrating day, but the clock seemed to tick so slowly through each class that Sunset felt like someone was using Equestrian magic to manipulate time. None of her other friends seemed to have the same thought, though Twilight assured her that there were days at Crystal Prep that made her feel the exact same way.

Twilight... It was always nice to have someone who really clicked with her here in the human world. While she loved all her friends dearly, none of them really understood her like Twilight did. They shared so many interests and experiences, and it gave Sunset an indescribable amount of pride and joy that she could lift Twilight's spirits in a way that always surprised their other friends.

It probably helped that Sunset had a massive crush on Twilight.

Sunset leaned back into her couch, gently pressing her palm against her abdomen, her fingertips dancing just above her crotch. Normally Sunset wouldn't be so shy about her desire for a closer relationship, but three things made Twilight as her girlfriend seem farther out of reach than anyone else. The first was Twilight's failed relationship with Timber making it clear she was, at the very least, straight. Whether or not she was bi had yet to be seen, so Sunset didn't knock the idea entirely.

The second was that because of that relationship, Sunset had seen first hand how Twilight behaved when she was crushing on someone, and she didn't seem to exhibit similar behavior when interacting with Sunset. That could also be explained, she thought as she hooked her fingers into her jeans and tossed them down to her ankles, as since they were already friends Twilight might behave differently.

At this point Sunset wasn't sure if she was trying to justify to herself why hooking up with Twilight would be a bad idea, or if she was making excuses that it could still work out. As she kicked away her jeans and began rubbing her fingers against her panties, her mind wandered back to the last hurdle she'd have to overcome. She didn't just want to date Twilight, she wanted to share with the nerdy girl her most intimate secrets, her hidden pleasures, and of course fuck her until she passed out in her arms.

Sunset had never wanted to lay herself bare in such a way to anybody else before, and she worried that her... sexual tendencies would push Twilight away. It didn't help that Twilight generally shied away from anything but the most clinical discussion of the topic. Rainbow loved to tease her about it, and while Sunset chastised her athletic friend for it, she couldn't help but admit that seeing Twilight get so flustered was pretty adorable. Just imagining that same cute expression as Sunset made Twilight hers turned her on so much.

Sunset finally decided to kick things up a notch, slowly starting to pull her underwear away as she watched a few strands of her juices cling to the fabric. She stopped as she wondered if she should actually keep them on for what she was doing next; she loved seeing her underwear completely soaked. Making up her mind, she pulled them back up to her waist, tugging on them firmly to briefly press into her pussy lips as she let out a small grunt of satisfaction.

Reaching underneath her sofa, she pulled out a small hidden stash of diapers, plucking one of the crinkly garments from the confines of the package before placing the rest back beneath her. She hurriedly unfolded the diaper and slipped her legs through, already feeling the anticipation building in her crotch; her body had been craving this kind of release all day, and it was done being patient. She pulled the diaper flush against her panties, giving them the same pressuring tug as she had before. The padding was soft but pressed firmly against her swelling pussy lips, her nether regions quivering as her bladder sat just on the edge of release.

Sunset leaned back, sliding her hand underneath the thick padding and prodding her fingers against her damp panties, her heart racing in anticipation of just how soaked they were about to be. Her weakening hold on her bladder finally gave way, her pee gushing against her panties like a fire hose and drenching them within seconds. Her finger went into overdrive, pressing the soaked fabric further against her stream of piss as she felt it seep into the padding of the diaper and pool around her palm.

Sunset went on for several minutes, the small droplets that started leaking from her diaper turning into its own consistent stream as all Sunset had to give became too much for the padding to handle. Not that she cared; she loved when she was able to push past that limit, even if it meant she'd have to get the mop out again. She even recalled the one time she ran out of diapers and decided to see what it would be like to just piss on the floor instead. She still enjoyed diapers better, but it was always nice to know she had backups for pleasure just in case.

What I wouldn't give to watch Twilight do that... Sunset mused, the very fantasy driving her deeper into her sexual euphoria. Though her piss stream had finally died out, her juices continued to leak from her pussy the more she played with it. Her thoughts grew fuzzy, the world slipping away from her perception as she focused solely on the image of Twilight before her. She always imagined Twilight with a much smaller diaper, one that fit her cute nerdy frame. The violet girl's knees were bent inwards, desperately trying to hold back her own release and hide her shame. Go ahead Twilight, let it out. I wanna see it, Sunset spoke in her daydream.

Those few words were enough to convince Twilight to let go. Either that or she just couldn't hold it in anymore; Sunset usually played around with a few ideas in her dreams. Sometimes Twilight's diaper, despite is size, was extremely absorbent, and would quadruple in size just from her piss. Sometimes the diaper was more realistic, giving out after only a few seconds before Twilight's urine seeped through and spilled out onto the floor beneath her. Sunset loved to imagine that Twilight's legs would give out underneath her and she'd sit in the large puddle of piss she created, even as it was still spreading across Sunset's floor.

That last image was enough to drive Sunset over the edge, screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm exploding against her panties, which by now was nothing more than a soggy rag pretending to cover her pussy. Each violent burst sent electric shockwaves throughout her whole body, her pelvis involuntarily thrusting in time with each squirt. Her right hand quivered against her sensitive lips while her left held the cushion behind her in a vice grip. Slowly, she pulled her hand out from her diaper, watching the coating of juices against her palm cling to both her panties and the diaper, splitting away and falling across her shirt.

Using her other hand, she carefully lifted herself form the couch. the weight of her diaper falling between her legs and swinging like a pendulum. That feeling by itself made her weak in the knees, and Sunset made that feeling even worse by pulling the diaper up her waist as far as she could. The diaper's padding once again pressed flush against her crotch, almost jumpstarting her libido once again. Her bladder muscles pulsed, attempting to release even though there was nothing left to let go of. At least, not in front.

Sunset very rarely pushed that far, and thought better of doing it today. Cleaning the pee from her panties was one thing, but it would be much harder to clean anything more from them. She also didn't have the money to afford getting a new set at the moment; most of it was already spent on cleaning up her fetish. She could ask Rarity to make a new pair for her as a favor, but explaining why was something Sunset wasn't too keen on attempting; any fib she could come up with was likely to fall under severe scrutiny.

So Sunset simply waddled her way over to her bathroom, untaping the diaper from her hips and letting it fall from her legs.She started up her shower as she tossed the diaper into the waste bin, disrobing until only her soaked panties were left clinging to her body. She knew her underwear would need to be cleaned as soon as possible, but since they were usually already soaked, it had become a habit of hers to just wear them into the shower and then throw them into her washing machine afterwards.

Stepping into the shower, Sunset thought back to her daydream, and how she could ever be that close to Twilight. A part of her believed it would be best for her to take things slow, establish a normal relationship before bringing Twilight to her apartment one night and explaining her fetish, having a serious discussion with Twilight to understand if she was okay with that and if she's even be into it at all. That plan made perfect, logical sense.

Sunset didn't have the patience for it.

Not only that, but Sunset knew Twilight would be too squeamish to even admit she might want to try it. Twilight was never good about brushing up against what was taboo, again something that Rainbow took great pleasure in teasing her about. No, Sunset couldn't ask Twilight if she thought she might enjoy trying it, she needed to show Twilight that she does enjoy doing it. And hope I'm right. It was a hefty gamble, but Sunset was willing to play the odds. All she needed now was a plan...

Sunset paced back and forth in her apartment's living room, now more nervous than she has ever been. About a week had passed since Sunset settled on her plan to get with Twilight, and the nerdy girl had agreed to come by and hang out that afternoon. Sunset was pretty confident in her idea, but pulling it off was also what she was afraid of. She knew the moment she convinced Twilight to even try Sunset's idea, she wouldn't be able to contain herself and her true motive would be given away in an instant. Sunset could only hope that Twilight would be on board for whatever came next.

A soft knock on her door snapped her out of her musings, and she rushed over to open it for her guest. The door revealed Twilight, already blushing a light shade of red as she clung a couple of books to her chest. "Hey, Twi. You alright?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine, just had a little run-in with Rainbow on my here, no big deal." Twilight hurriedly replied as she squeezed past Sunset into the apartment, seemingly wanting to get out of the public eye as quickly as possible.

"Let me guess, she wanted to know if you were ready for your 'date' with me today, right?" Sunset asked dryly. Ever since Rainbow started dating Fluttershy, she was pretty adamant on the rest of her friends hooking up as well, and according to her the pairings were pretty obvious. Sunset couldn't really argue the point; it was pretty obvious that Applejack and Rarity were functionally girlfriends already, and Sunset was crushing on Twilight hard. Poor Twilight was the only one who couldn't understand where Rainbow got any of this from, and that made her Rainbow's favorite to tease about it.

Even Sunset mentioning it in a sarcastic way set Twilight's cheeks ablaze. "Wha, a date? I don't know anything about a date! Was this supposed to be a date? Was I supposed to bring flowers? I'm not really dressed that well for anything..."

"Relax Twilight, I'm only joking," Sunset replied, though Twilight's response did somewhat throw her off. Did Twilight actually consider the possibility that Sunset was asking her out? Guess I'm gonna show my first card a little earlier than I thought. "You don't sound too opposed to the idea though."

More blushing. "I, well, I mean, I guess if you wanted to, I mean, you are like one of the most popular girls in school and one of my best friends and, um... other things, but I don't think you'd want to do that anyways, you probably have so many other options."

Other things, huh? Sunset stepped up to Twilight, mentally noting that she might actually have to thank Rainbow later. This was definitely not how she expected this to go, but something was definitely under Twilight's skin about this; maybe she wasn't letting on just how much Rainbow said. "What if I didn't want any of those other options?"

Twilight grew even more nervous, the gears in her head turning until they finally clicked together... to the wrong conclusion. "Oh, I'm sorry, I guess it was a little presumptuous of me to assume you had any interest in romance, my bad."

Sunset was about to correct her by pointing out her dating Flash Sentry, but ultimately decided that was a poor example. So she settled on doing what she does best. "Guess I have to be a little more direct then," she stated before leaning in and quickly kissing Twilight's lips. This left Twilight frozen in place, her face growing cartoonishly red as she struggled to process Sunset's brazen gesture.

Sunset, on the other hand, was desperately fighting the urge to push her luck and finally indulge her fantasy, but she knew it was too soon. If she started now , there was no way she was going to get everything she really wanted; there was still more to set up before she got her true payoff. So she took a seat on her couch and waited for Twilight's response, though remembering what was currently sitting under her couch didn't do her any favors.

A few minutes passed, yet Twilight remained in place, her only movement being her fidgeting with her skirt. She couldn't think of anything to say, and though some part of her told her she should excuse herself and try to face Sunset about this another time, she also didn't want to leave Sunset in the dark and make her think that she hated her or something like that. She'd open her mouth to try and say something, but either the words wouldn't come out or she just thought better of what she wanted to say and kept it to herself.

Sunset realized she was going to have to be the one to bring the situation back down. "So, was there anything you wanted to do?" she asked, trying to get things back on track and show Twilight that the kiss was something rather banal to her. "I see you brought a couple of books with you. Something new you wanted to show me?"

"Oh, um... yeah, I mean, I guess. Um, before that," she stuttered, shuffling over to the coffee table to set the books down. Sunset could hear her mumbling something to herself, though she couldn't really make out much more than 'keep it together'. Before Sunset could ponder on it anymore, Twilight turned back to her and asked "Would it be okay if I used your bathroom?"

A lump jumped up Sunset's throat; this was all moving far faster than she had expected, but she couldn't falter just because of that. Now was the time to set the second part of her plan into motion. "Um, about that, something went wrong with my plumbing sometime yesterday. The landlord said he'd get someone to come have a look at it soon."

"Oh, that shouldn't be too much of a problem, I'm sure you and I could fix it up ourselves. Do you have a toolkit somewhere?"

Twilight, you are too predictable sometimes. "I wish I could fix it myself, but part of my contract says that I can't make any changes to the utilities of the apartment. If I do, it'd void my lease and I'd be kicked out." Sunset could hear the slight frustration in her own voice; she wasn't lying about that fact, and it honestly did make living in the apartment annoying when her power went out and she couldn't do anything about it. Silver lining, Sunset. It'll help you pull this off. Hopefully.

Twilight eyebrows peaked in curiosity. "So what bathroom have you been using in the meantime?"

Almost there. "Well, usually the public ones when I'm outside. Here though... okay, I know this is going to sound really weird, but it's not all than uncommon for Equestrians to still use diapers in their adult years."

Sunset could swear she could see steam pouring from Twilight's ears. "So... you mean you... you have..." Sunset pulled one of her diapers loose from beneath the couch, unfolding it and showing it off to Twilight. "Oh, wow.. you do...*gulp*"

Sunset paid very close attention to Twilight's body language, hoping to understand the feelings that Twilight was too nervous to actually speak aloud. She couldn't tell what Twilight actually thought of Sunset's revelation, but she could tell one thing: Twilight wasn't just trying to get away when she said she needed the bathroom. The poor girl's knees were trembling, and clearly the anxiety of the situation was making it even harder for her to hold it in.

Now all Sunset needed to do was pace her responses. She knew even if Twilight caved and asked to borrow one to relieve herself, it was going to be quite a struggle to convince her to do it with an audience. Sunset needed to wait until Twilight was right on the edge.

"Honestly, I wasn't expecting to find some I actually liked here," Sunset explained, once again doing her best to present this as a normal thing for her. " I had a hard time finding someplace that sold ones that would actually fit. I didn't read the size of my first batch, and bought some that were way too small for me." Sunset quickly eyed Twilight before continuing, "Those were more likely to fit someone of your size."

"Oh, really?" Twilight squeaked out. She was getting close to her limit, and now that Sunset had further planted the option in her head, all that was left to do was to stall for a little while longer.

"Even when I did find ones that fit, they were kinda... boring, you know? I mean, I get that nobody else is usually going to be looking at it, but still, plain gray or white just doesn't really suit me, you know?"

Twilight's mind was racing a mile a minute. She was expecting just a casual visit with her friend, but not only did Sunset confess to wanting to date her, but Sunset also confessed to using diapers whenever a toilet wasn't available. Twilight would be interested to dive deeper into the cultural differences that would've made that seem more palatable to the Equestrians, if not for the fact that she was pretty sure Sunset had caught on to one of her worst nervous habits. Sever anxiety had a habit of completely kneecapping Twilight's bladder control, and all this talk of going to the bathroom was making it even worse.

Sunset's heart was racing just as quickly. While she wouldn't mind just waiting until Twilight couldn't hold herself anymore and just pissed herself right in front of her, she knew that if this didn't go the way she hoped, this would be her only chance to see Twilight like this, and she wanted the most out of it. She just had to draw it out a little bit longer.

"You okay, Twilight?" she asked with concern, standing back up and going up to Twilight. "You don't look so good."

"I- I'll be fine. Nothing to worry about." Twilight lied. She could feel her bladder muscles start to weaken, trying in vain to fight her will to keep the floodgates shut.

Now. "Do you need to borrow one of my diapers?" Just asking that question sent a chill down Sunset's spine.

Twilight clearly hesitated for a moment before nodding, deciding it was far less embarrassing to wear a diaper in front of her friend than it was to pee herself in her friend's apartment. She could barely see Sunset pull something from under the couch out of the corner of her eye, then come back with a diaper significantly smaller than the one she had originally shown. Though rather than handing it to Twilight to go put on, Sunset did something rather... unexpected.

"Sunset??" Twilight gasped as her best friend knelt down in front of her and proceeded to put the diaper on for her. Many things ran through Twilight's head as she watched Sunset wrap the padded plastic around her crotch and over her panties. "Wait, Sunset... my panties!" Twilight could barely string a coherent sentence together, keenly aware of everything wrong with what was transpiring but still too embarrassed to articulate any of it.

Sunset, on the other hand, had completely lost any sense of patience or strategy and was just taking full advantage of the situation to indulge herself, a perverted smile painting her visage as she drank in the sight of Twilight's diaper-clad crotch. Her pussy ached with desire, her mind addled by her fantasy finally becoming reality. The only thing Sunset managed to keep control of was her own bladder; she wasn't releasing that until Twilight had given her what she craved most.

"Mhm, don't worry about it Twi, I'll wash them for you. It wouldn't be the first time I'd have to wash pee out of panties," Sunset assured. Twilight could swear she heard a hint of pride in that statement, but she barely had time to consider it before Sunset began rubbing her thigh, still sitting between Twilight's legs despite the diaper already being fastened to her hips.

"Um, okay Sunset, I should probably go now," Twilight pleaded, hoping to find someplace private to do her business. Maybe she could even get her panties off before her dam burst.

Unfortunately for her, Sunset took her pleas a completely different way. "What's stopping you? Don't mind me, I just want to make sure I have a front row seat to the show," Sunset confessed as she kicked away her boots, laying her head against Twilight's leg and moving her hand to caress the front of her diaper. "Go ahead, Twilight. Let it go."

Just the slight pressure of Sunset's palm pressing into her was enough for Twilight's body to finally give out. She began letting out small spurts of pee, still trying desperately to hold back as her bladder fought for release. Her efforts were in vain as the spurts became a trickling stream, and then a flood. Twilight had to plant her hands on Sunset's shoulders just to keep upright, leaning forward as she could feel her pee soaking every inch of her diaper.

Sunset was loving every second of this, pressing her hand more firmly against Twilight's diaper to feel the vibrations from her pee reverberating through her fingertips. The sight was more wonderful than she could have ever imagined; the diaper was quickly stained a dark yellow, spreading from underneath Twilight's pussy all the way up to the waistband. Sunset could even feel some of it leaking out of the legholes, forking down Twilight's leg and even running down Sunset's cheek.

Twilight had almost given up on trying to stem the flow, but then she heard a sound akin to rain pattering across a roof. Her eyes drifted down to see a puddle forming past Sunset's feet, spilling across her floor and soaking into her socks. It took only a moment for Twilight to realize that her diaper was leaking profusely and she was basically peeing directly onto Sunset's floor anyways. This renewed her attempts to stifle the stream of pee, at the very least holding on to the rest until she got home and could use a bathroom properly.

While Twilight was doing her best to make this end, Sunset was using every trick she knew to squeeze every last drop of urine out of Twilight's bladder. Her hand was now completely soaked in Twilight's piss, squeezing out more from the diaper as she continued to play with the nerdy girl's pussy through the padding. Her knee high socks were now drenched, and she even shifted her legs to allow the dry parts of her socks to soak up even more.

Twilight wasn't sure how much more time had passed before the last drops fell against the wood beneath her; she also wasn't sure at what point her skirt had been tossed aside. All that could she could really focus on was the mess she stood upon, and who else was currently sitting in it. Somehow I don't think even that is normal in Equestria.

"Sunset, I... I'm so so-MMPH!" Twilight began before Sunset jumped from the floor and captured Twilight in a hungry kiss. If she was caught off guard by the quick kiss before, she couldn't make any sense of Sunset's tongue dancing with her own as her lips were sucked and tugged each time Sunset went back in for more. All the rest of the world faded away around her; only Sunset and the puddle beneath them remained.

Sunset was completely lost to her own passion, quickly undressing to nothing more than her own panties before wrapping one of her diapers around her own waist. Twilight attempted to question just what in the world she was doing, but Sunset kept her lips occupied. She even took the opportunity to undress Twilight as well, leaving the violet girl in nothing but her messy diaper. Mhmm, not messy enough just yet.

When she did finally release Twilight, she took a moment to marvel at the beautiful sight in front of her before pushing Twilight to sit back, inevitably causing her to land in her own puddle of pee. Sunset sat in her lap, vigorously rubbing the front of her own diaper. "Fuck, I've waited so long for this," she announced before letting loose her own torrent of pee. Her diaper quickly filled to its max, the excess spraying out of the front onto Twilight's stomach. The sight threw Sunset into a frenzy, reaching one hand down her own diaper and her other down Twilight's, shoving her fingers into each of their pussies and pumping with as much vigor as possible.

Any attempts Twilight made to protest were immediately replaced by moans of pleasure. There was nothing left but the two of them, covered in pee and drowning in taboo pleasure. Twilight couldn't even make any sense of how she felt about it all, the cavalcade of foreign sensations overloading her to the point that she just surrendered herself to the moment.

Sunset could feel a pressure prodding at her anus, and she made no attempt to hold it back. Consequence had flown out the window for her; all that mattered now was that she kept pushing her high higher. She felt the massive shit she'd been holding in for the past few days glide past her anus, stuffing the back of her diaper, pressing it firmly against Twilight's thighs as it continued to expand. She was so close; she just needed one last thing to push her over the edge.

Luckily for her, she didn't even need to ask. Twilight could feel what Sunset was doing, and it made her acutely aware of a similar feeling creeping up on her. Even if she wanted to, she had no strength or resolve to even endeavor to hold it back. She felt her own diaper start to tent out in a similar manner, and try as she might, she couldn't keep herself from shitting in the diaper.

The moment Sunset saw the strain on Twilight's face, she knew what was happening. She shifted just enough so she could watch it happen, and it was enough to throw her into the most electric orgasm she ever had. Her juices gushed from her diaper and painted Twilight's breasts, stomach and crotch. Her fingers quivered violently against her walls and Twilight's, and the sudden vigor was enough to push Twilight over the edge as she let out a high pitched squeal. Twilight had to cling to Sunset just to keep herself upright.

They sat together for several minutes after they each came back down, a discordant silence hanging over them. While Sunset was basking in her afterglow, Twilight was still trying to conclude how she felt about all of this. Here she was, wearing nothing but a diaper that she both pissed and shit in, with her best friend also pissing and shitting in her diaper, sitting in a puddle of both their pee, and she got off to it. How do you even respond to that?

Sunset was the first to finally break that silence. "So... how do you feel?"

Twilight still didn't have an answer, but she could at least give Sunset a hard time while she figured it out. "Your bathroom wasn't busted, was it?"

"Oh, of course not," Sunset admitted as she rose to her feet, uttering a small groan of satisfaction as she once again felt the weight of her diaper drop and swing between her legs. "I'll admit this wasn't exactly how I had envisioned this panning out, but I don't have any room to complain."

Twilight also decided to stand up, carefully trying to find a drier part of the floor to stand on. "...honestly, I'm not really sure how I feel. All of this is so strange and new and... frankly, really weird. I never expected someone to confess to me quite like this."

Sunset thought for a moment and replied, "Well, we could always... run another experiment. We might be able to obtain some more conclusive results."

Twilight couldn't help but giggle at the phrasing, even though she knew exactly what Sunset was suggesting. As strange as it all was, she couldn't say for a fact that she didn't like it. Sunset clearly enjoyed this, and enjoyed having Twilight join her. Perhaps there was an appeal that Twilight couldn't see just yet, but maybe would show itself with more time.

"You know what? I think a rerun would be just fine."

Author's Note

Wow this chapter ran a lot longer than I had initially expected. I was originally planning on a chapter for Trixie/Starlight next, but I think I'm going to do one solely dedicated to Trixie first. This will lead into a special chapter featuring Twilight, Moondancer, Sunset and Trixie all sharing their experiences and pushing the limits of how they can each enjoy the niche each of them explored. Other than that, feel free to leave some suggestions for chapters below!

Sleepover at Fluttershy's

Author's Note

Inspiration can be really weird sometimes.

Anyway, welcome to the first follow-up chapter of this little mini series. Chances are I'll probably do some other chapters like this, like the previously mentioned Twilight and co. chapter. Let me know if there are any other chapters I should follow up on, whether it be combining two like this one or just adding someone else into the mix.

Sleepover at Fluttershy's

Fluttershy paced quietly around her living room, waiting patiently for a knock on her front door. The evening sun was dipping below the horizon's edge, only letting a soft golden glow flicker past the demure mare's curtains. All her animals were tucked into bed early; Fluttershy knew she would have no time to care for them if the night went as she had expected.

It was only earlier that day that she was sitting with Rarity at the spa, letting the fashionista air her grievances as they sat within the steam baths when she had happened to mention the Cutie Mark Crusaders wanting to have a sleepover that night. When Fluttershy asked her why that was a problem, Rarity simply mentioned that they were in the middle of remodeling their treehouse, so she was left to host them at her boutique seemingly to her dismay.

Fluttershy offered to take them in as she had done a few times before, but was taken aback when a flustered Rarity outright denied her proposal. When Fluttershy probed for a reason, Rarity would only repeat that it was probably a bad idea. She ultimately relented when Fluttershy assured her the girls wouldn't be any trouble, but the pegasus had a suspicion the only reason she caved was because she didn't want to elaborate on her reasoning any further.

So she went to speak with Applejack, informing her that she would be taking Applebloom for the night. Applejack was just as vague as Rarity, constantly asking if Fluttershy was sure she knew what she was getting into, as the three girls had picked up some new 'interesting' habits. Fluttershy had heard this before; for the past few months, all three of her friends were always trying to dance around the topic of dealing with the young girls whenever they had a sleepover. Even Rainbow, who wasn't usually afraid to be direct with her troubles, tried her best to just brush it off whenever it came up.

Since none of her friends were willing to tell her, Fluttershy resolved to find out herself. After bidding Applejack goodbye, she glided around the farmhouse, floating up to Applebloom's window in the hopes of finding some kind of clue to what her friends were so anxious about. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary; all she could see was Applebloom packing up some supplies for the sleepover, including her pajamas, her CMC badge, a couple of snacks and a diaper.

...wait... a diaper?!

Fluttershy ducked underneath the windowsill, hoping Applebloom didn't hear her soft gasp. She wasn't really sure why Applebloom would be packing something like that for her sleepover, but she had an idea of how she could figure out. If Applebloom was already packing, she might be able to catch Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo packing as well.

All throughout her flight to Canterlot Boutique, she couldn't help but hope that her hunch was true. It had been a couple months since she first got into her own diaper habit, but in that time she discovered that there was something else she wanted: an audience. Every time she slipped a pair on and made a mess of herself, she desperately wished someone was there to watch it. But between the taboo and her own nerves outside of those instances, she could never bring herself to show that to any of her friends.

If her hunch was correct, though, she wouldn't have to worry about that; her audience would be just as on board with it as she was. The very thought was lighting a fire in her loins, but she staved it off for now. She wanted to save what she could for later that night, just in case the CMC would join her.

The thought actually hadn't crossed her mind before; she had only ever considered having an audience, not a partner. The idea of seeing the three girls mess their diapers in front of her while she did the same sparked an excitement she never felt before, and she had to shake the notion from her mind just to focus back on her original goal.

Her visit to the boutique and to Ponyville's apartment villa confirmed was she suspected; both Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were, rather nonchalantly, packing diapers for their sleepover. Each confirmation made Fluttershy more ecstatic, and her expectations for the night's events became ever clearer. With this knowledge in mind, she rushed back to her cottage, making some slight changes to her evening plans and readying everything for when the young girls arrived at her doorstep.

That led her back to the present time, the sun's rays fading from sight and leaving the sky a vibrant violet. It took quite a bit of work to get some things ready, but Fluttershy was quite confident that her effort would be rewarded. She did hope that her guests arrived soon; it was taking a considerable amount of energy to hold back all that her body had been saving up for the afternoon.

As if on cue, a soft but quick knock rang from her door. Fluttershy almost jumped at the sudden noise, quickly stepping away from her couch and to her front entrance. The moment she opened the door, three blurs rushed past her into her living room, immediately setting their bags down and giggling excitedly. Fluttershy turned away from the CMC back to their elders, noting that they seemed to be whispering to each other about something.

"They seem quite excited to be here," Fluttershy observed, watching the older three snap their attention back to her.

"Oh, well, they've been looking forward to having this sleepover for quite some time now," Rarity replied; she didn't seem nearly as apprehensive as she did when Fluttershy originally talked to her. As a matter of fact, Fluttershy noticed the other two didn't look as nervous either.

"Not that I mind taking care of them, but if they were so anxious about having a sleepover, why couldn't they stay with any of you again?" she inquired.

"Oh, uh, well its something ya'll ain't gonna have ta worry about," Applejack interjected, signalling to the other two to leave. "Thanks again Fluttershy!" she called back as they quickly made there way back down the path from the cottage. Fluttershy watched them for a brief moment before stepping back inside, still peering out as she pushed her door closer to the latch.

When her front door had finally shut, Fluttershy peered through her front window, watching until her three friends had disappeared over the horizon. As soon as they did, she shut the curtains and turned back to face the CMC. "I hope you don't mind staying with me tonight, girls. I just know we're going to have so much fun!"

All three girls looked back and forth between Fluttershy and each other, then huddled up and started quietly conversing. Fluttershy expected they'd be far more apprehensive considering what they probably wanted to do, but she was certain she could make them feel comfortable with themselves in her cottage. They'd each occasionally glance towards her before bowing their heads back into their little circle; they were probably arguing about who would try to convince her to leave them alone.

Eventually, Applebloom faced Fluttershy, awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck. "Yeah, so um... we were actually gonna just, you know, turn in early for tonight. It's been a mighty long day, and we were just hoping to get some rest."

"Oh, but I was really looking forward to this. It's been so long since you girls have stayed at my place for the night," Fluttershy pouted. "Could we at least sit and talk for a little while? I'd love to know what you three have been up to recently."

Again with the huddling. Staying with her must've thrown such a wrench into their usual routine, though she couldn't tell if they were trying to come up with a new way to get her out of the room or if they were just deliberating on how much time they had to hold out. Fluttershy hoped it wasn't very long.

This time it was Sweetie Belle who turned to speak. "Um, sure, just let us unpack some stuff really quickly," she requested before crouching over her luggage bag. Fluttershy sat on her couch with her hands folded into her lap, slightly leaning to try and get a glimpse into their bags just to see if they were doing anything with the diapers they packed. She couldn't quite see inside their luggage, but all three of them began sifting more and more fervently. They crowded together again and spoke in exasperated whispers, though Fluttershy still couldn't make out the words.

Their whispers slowly died out and they sat in an uncomfortable silence for several moments. Scootaloo was the first to stand and muttered sideways to Fluttershy, "Actually, we're just gonna head home. We'll just have our sleepover when the treehouse is done."

The other two rose to follow her, but Fluttershy interjected, "You don't have to do that! Come on, why don't you just sit down and tell me what's on your minds. I'm sure whatever is bothering you I can help make it a little better." She could take a pretty good guess as to what was wrong. Their older sisters probably dug through their luggage before they left and took away the diapers in an effort to save her the embarrassment of dealing with the girls sleepover ritual. Thankfully for her though, she had a remedy for that.

Scootaloo seemed less than willing to talk, but the other two just kind of shuffled in place, just not sure what to even say about it. Eventually Applebloom asked "Ms. Fluttershy, has there ever been something that you really like to do, but others don't really like that you do it?"

While Fluttershy could relay her experience with their exact situation, she felt it wasn't quite time to reveal that card yet. "Oh, absolutely! You'll always find people in your life that don't agree with some of your interests, but as long as they make you happy and no one is getting hurt, that's all that really matters."

"Yeah, exactly!" Sweetie Belle chimed in, leaning forward across the arm of Fluttershy's sofa. "And these sleepovers are our only chance to do... that thing, because our sisters really don't like it. They don't like it so much that we're pretty much locked to having our sleepovers at our treehouse."

"But you don't have your treehouse right now," Fluttershy continued. "Was that why Rarity seemed so upset to host your sleepover at the boutique?"

"She told you, hunh?" Sweetie Belle asked in a defeated tone.

Scootaloo then imparted the last piece. "Yeah, well they decided to take away something we needed to do... that thing, and now our sleepover is completely pointless. So we'll just head home and get out of your hair."

"Now now, you don't have to be so hasty," Fluttershy rebuttled. "If it's just one thing you girls need for your sleepover ritual, I'm sure I could help you girls get it. I don't even need to know what you'd do with it, if that would make you more comfortable."

The three girls shared a rather anxious look as Applebloom explained "Well, it ain't really that easy ta talk about. Like Scoots said, we could just wait until we're done with the treehouse. It wouldn't be that long anyway." Neither of the other two seemed like they wanted to share any extra details, clearly hoping that Applebloom's reassurances would be enough to dissuade her from pressing the issue any further.

Normally it would, but Fluttershy had an ace up her sleeve. "Oh well, I'm sure I'll find another use for these some other day," she mused as she pulled out a small package of colorful diapers.

The mere sight of the puffy garments was enough to freeze the three younger girls in place before they rushed in front of Fluttershy, their myriad questions blending together into a flurry of babbled noise. "Girls, girls, please one question at a time."

"Where did you even get these?!" Scootaloo asked incredulously, knowing how difficult it had been for her to get her hands on another package each time she and the others used one up.

"I... may have a dedicated source," she sheepishly admitted. "They can be pretty hard to come by, so I tried to find some place steady to pick them up."

"Wait, why would you need a steady supply o' these thangs?" Applebloom questioned.

Fluttershy grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted it, revealing that she already had a diaper secured to her waist. The padding was extremely puffy, already spreading her gait a little wider than normal and resting just above the midpoint of her thighs. Her reveal earned her a small chorus of 'oohs' and 'aahs' from each of the Crusaders, Scootaloo being bold enough to poke at it almost immediately. It took a hefty amount of Fluttershy's willpower not to wet herself from just that slight contact. "So *hah*, is your girls sleepover still ruined?"

"Nuh-uh! Thank you Miss Fluttershy!" they all cheered in rough unison, grabbing the unopened package from her hands and each peeling a diaper from its confines. Their excitement was really making it more and more difficult to hold her bladder back, but she managed to stifle her desperation for a little longer.

In the midst of their excitement, Sweetie Belle noticed Fluttershy's face slightly contorted, displaying an expression that she was all too familiar with by now. "Ms. Fluttershy, did you... wanna join us for our *ahem* interests?"

"Oh, I'd be delighted to," Fluttershy replied, shakily worming her way over to the center of her living room. "So, how do you girls usually do this?"

"Well," Scootaloo began as she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her bra-less A-cup breasts, "we usually get down to just the diaper, and then see who can hold their pee the longest. After that, anything's game."

"Mmm, that sounds like a lot of fun," Fluttershy replied. Watching each of the other girls undress and don the diapers she provided was exactly the kind of thing she needed for all her hesitation to dissipate from her mind. She carefully undressed herself, discarding her blouse and skirt before letting her own double D size breasts bounce free of their cloth prison.

Each of the diapers the CMC wore were just as puffy as her own, though more exaggerated by Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle's smaller frames. "Hehe, these feel like they're gonna be a lot of fun to use up," Scootaloo mused as she pressed the thick front against her pussy. "Mhmm, and it's gonna feel sooo good."

"I think these are making it even harder," Sweetie Belle admitted; the three of them had come to the conclusion that of their group, Sweetie Belle had the hardest time holding, and having her legs forced apart even just a little didn't help. Not to mention the fact that they had done this enough that their bodies had become accustomed to using diapers, meaning that the moment Sweetie was wearing one, her body knew it was time for release.

Fluttershy was struggling just as much, but for a different reason. She had all three girls attention on her, either staring at her bountiful breasts or watching to see if she was the first one down, and frankly, if it meant having their full attention on her as she did it, she didn't mind losing this contest. She could feel her pussy quivering as her muscles started to involuntarily relax, letting out small spurts of her pee before she finally gave in and let loose the torrent, soaking her diaper withing mere seconds.

Just as she had hoped, the other three gathered around her waist and crotch to watch her wet herself, encouraging her to piss even harder than she already was. Her diaper was extremely absorbant, so it just continued to expand to just above her knees, the padding swelling underneath her butt and lifting her ever so slightly off the floor. She felt one of them put their hand against the front of her diaper and feel it continuing to grow, though she couldn't tell for sure which one of them did it.

Her stream slowly petered out, the last few drops leaking from her lips into the diaper. Her senses slowly started to come back to her, though the one rubbing the front of her diaper (It turned out to be Scootaloo) still managed to keep her head a little fuzzy with her ministrations. She still had enough focus to register Sweetie Belle giving in and flooding her own diaper, crossing her legs together in an attempt to stem the flow to no avail.

Scootaloo, on the other hand, occupied herself by pulling herself up to Fluttershy's chest and sucking on her right tit, earning a sharp gasp and several moans from the demure pegasus. Her hand reached up to cup Fluttershy's left breast, though her slender fingers could barely wrap around it. Losing herself in the pleasure, she rubbed her diaper against Fluttershy's thigh, coaxing her own bladder to release. Fluttershy could feel the impact of Scootaloo's piss against her diaper, and the added pleasure was reflected in her exasperated moans.

Applebloom took notice and shifted to sit against Fluttershy's other leg, pissing in her own diaper at the same time. Both Crusaders pressed harder against Fluttershy's soft legs, doing their best to make it feel like they were peeing directly against her thighs. Sweetie Belle laid her head against Fluttershy's diaper, pressing the thick damp padding against the older mare's sensitive pussy.

All these sensations combined with the CMC's undivided attention threw Fluttershy headfirst into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced, her pussy gushing her juices as though she was still desperately pissing herself. Sweetie Belle could feel it too, urging her to grind her own diaper between the floor and her own pussy. The other two gently pulled away from Fluttershy's boobs, though they left their hands in place to continue feeling them up.

Scootaloo suddenly got a new idea. "Hey Sweetie Belle, take my place," she commanded as she pushed Fluttershy to lay on her back, shifting herself forward to sit on her stomach and planting her hands squarely on her breasts. "I think I know what we can do next."

She gently started grinding herself against Fluttershy's stomach, the shallow puddle of pee that her diaper couldn't absorb sloshing back and forth as she moved. "You really liked feeling us pee against you, right Miss Fluttershy?"

Fluttershy could only let out a lazy nod of agreement, feeling the other two mimic Scootaloo's movements against each of her legs.

"Well, would you like us to do more? Peeing isn't the only thing we use these diapers for."

Fluttershy's excitement came roaring back to her, her nods now being far more frenetic. "Oh yes, please girls. Go ahead and use them however you like."

Before she could even finish her sentence, the padding of Scootaloo's diaper rapidly began flattening against her stomach;it didn't take long for it to grow to the point of spilling over Fluttershy's sides. The other two girls followed suit, wasting no time in letting loose the shit they had been holding onto for days. Their diapers swelled to a gargantuan size, almost lifting the young girls wearing them away from their caretaker. It made Fluttershy consider for a brief moment how the night would've panned out had she not had the extra diapers; her poor toilet would've been messed up for weeks.

The thought barely stuck around, washed away by the sheer warmth and pleasure of having all three girls sit atop her, furiously masturbating as they filled their diapers. Scootaloo's diaper was swollen to the point that Fluttershy couldn't even reach her own crotch to play with herself, so she settled on gripping and squeezing the back of the young pegasus's diaper, thrusting her own hips in a desperate attempt to rub her aching lips against her soaked padding.

The CMC's cries of ecstasy reached a fever pitch, all three of their orgasms crashing into them as they ground their diapers against Fluttershy's body, coaxing another wave of piss from the demure pegasus. She barely ever tried pissing herself while laying down like this, so feeling the warm stream run down her ass and soak into the back of her diaper was even more exciting.

Fluttershy wasn't sure how many minutes had passed by the time the CMC slowly lifted themselves up to their feet, their heavy diapers sagging beyond their knees and hanging just above the wooden floor. She could barely make out their conversation as she pulled herself to sit up against the side of her couch; all she could make out was an excited satisfaction. Odd as it was, she found it really cute as they gushed about their night while standing in their massive messy diapers.

Her thought were interrupted when Sweetie Belle left the other two to approach her. "Um, Miss Fluttershy?" she timidly began, thought Fluttershy could only imagine what could make her feel nervous after all they had already done. "I couldn't help but notice you hadn't... you know..."

"It's okay, you don't have to be anxious about this," Fluttershy whispered, wearing a soft smile as she laid her hand on Sweetie Belle's shoulder.

"Well, I just noticed you hadn't... messed your diaper yet," Sweetie continued, idly shuffling her foot against the floor. "I was wondering if maybe I... we could, you know, watch you? I-if you want to."

Fluttershy looked up past Sweetie to the other two, who were still currently engrossed in their own conversation. She looked back to Sweetie with a warm and playful smile. "Okay," she replied as she turned around and leaned over the arm of her sofa. Swiftly reminded of the pressure that she had been stifling all day, she finally relaxed her anus and let loose, her diaper filling up in bursts as each log escaped. She felt a different kind of pressure on the puffy garment, guessing that Sweetie had grabbed onto it to feel it grow.

Within seconds, her diaper had reached the floor, the sheer volume of shit easily dwarfing any of the other three. She heard the other two's voices behind her as they came over to see what was happening, as well as Sweetie aggressively getting off as she continued to feel up Fluttershy's diaper. Scootaloo and Applebloom decided to join in, reaching around to feel up both Fluttershy's tits and pussy. Fluttershy continued shitting herself, what little restraint her body had still been exercising gave way to just fill up her diaper as much as possible.

All of the sensations sent Fluttershy into an explosive climax, her body spasming as each spurt of her juices escaped with a violent thrust. The last of her shit finally tapered away, leaving her diaper so large that she was forced to the tips of her toes just to keep some part of her feet on the floor. The others pulled her away from the sofa's arm, forcing her to sit in her shit-filled diaper. They sat in their diapers with her, kissing her and playing with each other long into the night.