Insufficient Padding
Part One: A Visitor
By Scribe Feather

	It had been three weeks since Twilight Sparkle's experiments led to the social warping of pony life. Suddenly ponies found themselves wearing diapers and given intense diaper fetishes and sex drives. Reality shifted with the ponies who inhabited it. The world as it was barely remembered by few and only perceived as unbelievable dreams.

	An outside observer might call such a state chaotic, but life adjusted well. Ponies were able to carry on with their lives as usual, give or take a few new aspects. Reality adjusted and ponies’ lives merely moved on. Their society had more sex and diapers mixed in, but it moved along all the same. Daily rituals now included diaper fillings and public masturbating, completely acceptable actions in this twisted version of Equestria.

	Ever since the magical explosion that mysteriously originated from the Golden Oak Library, the very stability of magic that held the world together seemed greatly affected. Whenever the sun decided to set, the night sky would have visible auroras streaking the sky. Not beautiful auroras that naturally occurred in the northern regions of the world, but angry, bright ones that jittered with a disgruntled motions. These strange auroras were merely omens to the anomalies that came over the proceeding months.

	A unicorn scientist once called these anomalies "Winks", temporary rifts between worlds that appeared and disappeared in a matter of minutes across the land. The unicorn scientist describe in his notes that these "Winks" were simply means of the magical energizes compensating for the strange diaper fueled world. Most times Equestria would never see such a spectacle for weeks at a time, but then there were times when they happened as frequently as thunder strikes. He'd give you further details on the events, but is much too busy rubbing thick diapers against himself in the stillness of his study.

	On one typical day in Ponyville, one of these "winks" erupted in the center of town. Witnesses would describe it as a bright light that sparked and shined as bright as the sun. The ball of light floated above the ground, shooting bolts of lightning down into the dirt. Strange noises would emit from the portal like anomaly, sounds from the other side, but only for a second or two. Just for a moment, if your eyes could stand it, one could almost catch a glimpse of the other world just before the "wink" disappeared without a trace.

	When the wink disappeared, it left behind a pink, hairless creature that this world had never seen before. From it's world, it would have been called a 'human' and his friends would call him Conner. 

	The human stood up from his spot on the ground, towering over the pony inhabitants by a couple feet. The air around the human felt charged, like the sky after a thunderstorm.

	Conner stood up straight, bracing his neck with a hand. The sudden transportation gave him a large amount of whiplash. He could barely recall how he got here or where he was before he arrived. It all happened in a flash, ending as quickly as it began.

	Immediately, the human was struck by the foul odor of urine that seemed to permeate off the world. He quickly plugged his nose as the heavy stench seemed to sting the back of his throat with it's acidic texture. He could breath in this strange world, but every breath had a strong odor attached to it.

	He looked at the world around him and found diapered ponies going about their lives. Used diapers were simply discarded on the side of roads and he frequently spotted ponies openly using their diapers in front of everypony. Yellow clouds dotted the sky strangely enough, but he wasn't sure why.

	Most ponies were too distracted by their insatiable sex drives, rubbing against walls or the ground or each other to orgasm in their thick padding. Few barely even noticed the human and anypony who did either ran faster in the opposite direction or hid from the strange creature.

	He was new to the world, but somehow Conner knew something was off. It was a strange world where diapers and public masturbation seemed completely acceptable.

	"Hold it right there!" A voice called out as something pointy and sharp prodded at Conner's lower back.

	The boy instinctively held up his hands and slowly turned around to face his attacker. When he turned he found a trio of armored, white ponies, scowling up at him and holding spearheads close to his face. "Whoa whoa. Easy with the spears!"

	The guards turned to each other for a brief moment and whispered amongst each other. They didn't seem to understand Conner, but oddly enough the natural magics of the world allowed Conner to understand them.

	"What is your name, monster?" the lead guard pony demanded, saying the words slower this time as if that'd help bridge the communication gap.

	"Hey wait, I'm not a monster. I'm just a human. You guys know what a human is, right?" Conner's words fell on deaf ears. Everything he said sounded like caveman grunts and howls to the Equestrian ponies.

	The lead guard pony paused, unable to decipher the strange language of the human. "Where is your diaper, beast?"

	"Diaper? I don't wear diapers!"

	"Where is your diaper?!"

	 "Look this is just...A big misunderstanding." Conner thought he could reason with these colorful ponies, despite seeing one of the guard ponies rubbing himself through his diaper as the lead pony spoke. "Just let me go home and I won't bother you."

	Again, the leading guard didn't comprehend Conner's language. He blinked a couple times before thrusting his spear closer to the human's face. "You are under arrest for insufficient padding!"

	"'Insufficient' what? No way! There's no WAY I'm going to," Conner began taking a few steps back, ready to run. The guards followed suit, taking a few steps forwards, keeping spears at the ready.
	
	Just before he could decide to run, Conner's hands glowed brightly before they were suddenly pulled down to the ground. His entire body fell to the grass, limbs spread out in different directions as the unicorns held him down.

	"Hey! Let me go!" the human screamed, pulling his limbs with all his strength, but neither budged.

	"Take him into custody," the lead pony said, interrupting the other pony's masturbation session.

	Conner continued to squirm, barking out insults and demands. He pulled at his glowing arms and legs, but none of it seemed to matter. He continued to pull, but the more he pulled, the brighter has limbs glowed with the unicorn magic. His limbs burned with aching pain as he strained against the magic. He was slowly dragged across the ground, his limbs leading the way behind the three guard ponies.

	Suddenly he felt a sharp pain strike his head, his vision blacking out as his body went limp.

	Conner’s vision returned to him moments later as his eyes slowly opened. He was no longer in the streets of Ponyville and now had a painful bruise pulsing on the back of his head. 

	He cringed as he did his best at looking around the dimly lit room. Tall metal bars obstructed his view of the outside area. A cage. But it wasn't a cramped or gloomy cage. The cage had a cushy mattress lining it’s floor and it’s walls were brightly painted with vibrant colors that were easy to see even in the dim light. In this twisted reality, the jail cell changed from a dank and damp hole in the wall to a glorified crib.

	His head pulsed painfully as he pulled himself up off his back and into a sitting position. It was around this time that he finally noticed the very thick, white diaper that he was wearing. The ponies must have put it on him while he was knocked out.

	"There's no WAY that I'm wearing a diaper!" Conner told himself as he reached down to the diaper.

	He tugged at the fluffy diaper, but every tug only caused it to pulse a faint yellow glow around it’s front panel. It did not loosen nor did the tapes give way to his desperate tugging. It seemed these colorful ponies had enchanted his diapers as a precaution. The diaper did not tear, loosen, or even come off of his body. 

	If he couldn't escape the diaper, at least he could try and escape this dreaded cell! Scrambling to his feet, Conner looked around his cell for some hope of an exit. He had to waddle about the area to cope with the thick padding that pushed his thighs apart. The cell walls were thick stone with only the cell door and the small window opposite of the door cutting into the gray material.

	He tugged at anything, hoping something would budge and he'd be able to escape this horrible place. He pulled at the metal cell door which didn't budge because of the strong locks and heavy material. The small window was barely reachable, but any attempt at pulling at those bars left him with fewer results.

	Exhausted, and panting, Conner had to realize the difficult truth. He was trapped in the diaper and forced to wait in the dark for the unknown. There was no escaping, not from here. He was to be prisoner for these diaper wearing ponies.

	With his diaper crinkling alongside every move he made, Conner plopped back down on the floor and just waited in the dark for his captors to show their faces.

	After an undetermined amount of time, Conner could hear hoofsteps and distant voices coming into focus. The voices got louder before the lights of the room were turned out. He could pinpoint three distinct voices and strides as they slowly got louder and closer.

	"For now we're keeping it in a cage till we know what to do next," the lead guard pony from earlier could be heard. "Right over here."

	The guard pony could be seen walking down the hall in front of the cell. He was accompanied by a brown, doctor looking pony who wore a lab coat that partly covered his diaper and a white mare who wore nothing, but her clearly used diaper.

	 The doctor pony adjusted his bug eyed glasses as he closely examined the human who stared back at him. “Fascinating,” he simply said, turning to the guard pony next to him. “And you say he hasn't been using his diapers?”

	“No sir. He’s been staying completely dry. Almost as if he was holding it.”

	“Now why would one ‘hold it’? Does he not know how to use his diapers?”

	“He seems to not like them, sir.”

	“Curious,” he tapped his chin in thought, glancing over at Conner, then his diaper, then the guard pony. “With your permission, Commander, I'd like to bring in another pony to further examine the...creature. Perhaps she can shed some light on what this thing is."

	"Do what you must. Having that thing here makes some of the guards uneasy." The guard pony glanced at Conner from the corner of his eye, "You can use the empty office as a base of operations. I can show you the living arrangements if you’d like"

	There was a pause before the doctor's response. A loud hissing sound could be heard from his diaper as he soaked it in front of everypony. "Yes, that would be ideal. After you, sir."

	The two ponies went off to discuss things further while the doctor's assistant seemed to hang around for a moment. She leaned against the metal bars and simply watched Conner sit in his cell. She had a lustful feel to her gaze, peering through the bars at the diapered human.

	"Nurse Redheart! A moment of your time?" The doctor's voice called from further down the hall.

	"C-coming!" The red maned pony responded before turning back to look at Conner. Her last stare only lasted for a moment before she pulled herself away from the cell wall and trotted down the hall.

	Conner could only lay there in the dim light of his cell, listening for the crinkling of the diapers and hoofsteps fading into the distance. He waited a moment more. Silence.

	He gave his diaper once last tug before coming to terms that he was, in fact, trapped in a diaper. He could barely make sense of this world. A world filled with colorful ponies who willingly wore diapers. Somehow he was the minority, not only being the only human, but, apparently being the only one who didn't like diapers.

	The lights were once again turned off, shrouding the locked cell in darkness. Conner could only sit on it's padded floor, staring at the sun beams that leaked through the tiny window of his cell. He silently braced himself for what was to come. He didn't know what was going to happen, but a dark pit in his stomach made him worried. 

Just what would a bunch of diapered ponies do to a human?