#MY LITTLE PONY APPLEJACK DIAPER POOP FULL#

Even today, she occasionally still wet the bed. While the bullies had long moved on, the bladder issues that troubled her still haunted her. She recalled the voices of the past calling her things like “Smelly Filly”, “Poopiejack” and other hurtful names. Potty training was something that didn’t come easy to her and even as she started school, she was still in diapers. It was a rhetorical question she already knew the answer. Where the hay did I pick this up? She mentally asked herself.

#MY LITTLE PONY APPLEJACK DIAPER POOP FULL#

Diapers were for foals, not full grown ponies! She blushed as she reveled in the soft, fluffy padding between her hind legs.Īt the same time, a twinge of shame ran through her. The ointment applied, she unfolded the diaper, threaded her tail through the hole in the back and taped it up. She flicked her tail in irritation as the cold, sticky substance made contact with her skin. Instead, she squeezed a dollop of the ointment onto her right front hoof and liberally smeared the ointment all over her nether regions and hindquarters. Applejack grimaced as she imagined what Rarity would say if she were caught in such a compromising position: “Darling, diapers are not an appropriate fashion item for a mare your age.” She would have loved to apply some onto her rump before she diapered herself but alas doing so would have kicked up a fragrant cloud that would have awoken Rarity. The scent of it took her back to her foalhood. She picked up the container of foal powder and took a deep whiff. Applejack mentally laughed a full grown mare wearing a diaper? Ridiculous! She poked her snout into the saddlebags and pulled out some more supplies, arranging them on the sleeping bag: wipes, diaper rash ointment and foal powder. It was soon apparent what it was – a diaper. Her heart raced as she gripped it in her teeth and pulled it out into the moonlit interior.

Even though the only light source was the pale light of Luna’s moon filtering through the fabric of the tent, Applejack could still don her scarf and hat.Īnd of course, there was the last item– one that was utterly embarrassing and shameful. She headed back to her own sleeping bag and dug through it.

Through the day, they had made snow ponies, had snowball fights and generally had fun.īut now, Luna had raised the moon and everypony was asleep in their tents, save for a certain orange earth pony.Īpplejack picked up her saddlebags, being careful not to wake Rarity, who was apparently wrapped up in a set of fluffy blankets. Twilight Sparkle and her friends had decided to have a campout in Whitetail Woods. It was just after Hearth’s Warming Eve and the pegasi had scheduled a perfect snowfall. If this does not appeal to you, please immediately hit the back button on your browser. This is a fanfiction for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic that is aimed towards babyfurs and padded pony fans.

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