A Twist of Reality
Part Four: Meanwhile In Canterlot
By Scribe Feather

	Meanwhile in Canterlot, waves of the magical energies had just reached the capital city and the effects were quickly noticed.

	The streets were crawling with ritzy unicorns who were suddenly plagued with the strange, diaper themed magics that coursed through the air. All usual activity shut down or shifted into a new diaper oriented system. 

	Much like Ponyville, the town's shops and stalls were quickly adapted to keep up with the diaper oriented market. Five star restaurants would now technically be considered two star restaurants, as the rowdy customers made the place resemble a foal's play place then a prim and proper, dress your finest, restaurant. Gentlecolts' Clubs turned into gay bars, as the wealthy stallions who smoked and talked about the economy inside the club's doors became intensely more interested in their fellow stallion, stripping out of their diapers to hump each other lustfully. Art galleries were abandoned or destroyed in foal like turmoil.

	Among the turbulence in Canterlot was Fancy Pants who was having one of his expensive charity balls at his Canterlot estate. Esteemed philanthropist, charismatic ladies man, and a pony of high social standing in Equestria, Fancy Pants had to keep up appearances and keep his presence known among Canterlot's elite.

	Fancy Pants would make his rounds through the ball with his ever lovely assistant Fleur Dis Lee, hanging on his neck. He was sure to hit all the big names who came to his party, exchanging anecdotes and quips with the popular ponies he met.

	It was almost unreal to see the charity ball switch so drastically. Not moments ago, ponies were enjoying the ball in the best ways possible. Ponies were dancing to a lovely string quartet and enjoying lovely and expensive dishes from all corners of the kingdom. They talked and gossiped about the high life, enjoying their wealth as they enjoyed the company.

	Now the ballroom resembled a nursery more than a charity ball. The calming string music was suddenly replaced with harsh, unprofessional screeching as the musicians ran their bows across the instruments, rarely ever making a coherent note. 

	Diapered ponies now littered the dance floor, occupying themselves with childish games and giggling as they toddled around in their thick diapers. Their fancy dresses and regal tuxedos quickly becoming stained with food and drink as they helplessly spilled them on top of the regal fabric.

	The grand buffet table was the first big casualty of the night, falling victim to a couple fancy, regressed ponies playing a one sided game of tug of war with the table cloth. Exquisite and delectable dishes were pulled to the ground in a loud waterfall of shattering dishes and splattering food.

	Fancy Pants was around the bouquet tables when the magical wave hit. He had just finished a story about his latest journey to the Gallopagos Islands, a rather interesting story filled with spice, variety, and exotic love.

	However telling such a story to a group of richy ponies was one thing, trying to tell it to a bunch of mentally regressed diaper ponies was much more challenging. Not that it mattered really, the moment the wave swept through the ballroom, everypony seemed less interested in the typical rich, grown up, and boring ways of a charity ball.

	Even the prim and proper Fancy Pants seemed to lose interest in his story. In fact, he lost track of the story entirely. He had completely forgotten the tale as it melted into mindless babbling.

	His exciting stories faded like a half remembered dream. His adventures as an explorer in his younger years melted into static, no longer reachable memories. The places he's seen, the artifacts he gathered from exotic places that decorated the halls, even the names of Canterlot's elite escaped the mentally regressing pony.

	A trail of drool dribbled down the pony's chin as he stared blankly at the diaper chaos that happened in his once elegant dance hall. His limbs forgot their strength as he fell to the ground, plopping squarely on top of a big mound of blue jello. A hoof popped into his mouth as he began suckling on it, drooling all over himself in an unfancy way.

	"Aww, did baby faw down?" Fleur Dis Lee's voice caused the regressed Fancy Pants to raise his head, ears perked up at the familiar voice. The white pony looked down at the drool covered stallion with the same smile you'd expect from a nursery teacher.

	Fancy Pants pulled his slobbery hoof out of his mouth and held both forehooves in the air like he wanted to be picked up. A childish smile punctuated his mustache face.

	Suddenly the stallion felt a grown warmth spreading inside his diaper. His mind no longer had control over his bathroom needs, letting his bladder go almost immediately. The yellow quickly grew, encompassing his white diaper with it's deep yellow hue. The padding swelled with his pee, bringing with it a sweet relief.

	Fleur watched the entire thing with that same warm smile. You wouldn't have guessed she just watched a grown stallion piss himself by the way she looked on. She opened her mouth to say something, but was cut short by a loud fart.

	Fancy Pants kept his hooves held up to the mare with expectant eyes as his bowels began pushing a big mess into the jello covered diaper. He didn't bat an eye at the gooey, smelly mess that raised him up a tiny bit with it's mass. His diaper front suddenly bulged as he continued to fill up his diaper like a foal, his regressed mind finding pleasure from the fill up.

	The white mare's eyes scrolled down Fancy Pants' body and locked onto the well used diaper that hugged the stallion's waist. Her eyes appeared to look at the sight hungrily as she continued to smile that warm smile. Her horn glowed as Fancy Pants was lifted off of the jello, his brown hued diaper rump dyed blue on the outside. "Looks like I gotta change my stinky little colty. Maybe have a little fun with that little bulgy."

	Fancy Pants didn't struggle and allowed himself to be carried away to a part of the carpet that wasn't covered in food or dancers so that he could be changed. He shivered quietly as the sagging diaper rubbed against his stiff member.

	The foal minded Fancy Pants would continue with his life with the ability to achieve an orgasm, but it came with a foal like hair trigger. He loved cumming into a used diaper, but he could easily achieve such pleasure from eating a cookie or getting just a little too excited when given his favorite toy. He still had feelings for the lovely Fleur and recognized her as his mommy.
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	"Yeeeeeaaaahhh! Whaddup Canterlot!" Vinyl Scratch's voice rang through the crowded club as she hoof pumped the air. Her call was quickly responded to by a rumble of applause and cheers. Hooves pumped up in the air as the audience cheered the DJ on.

	Vinyl Scratch watched the dance floor from her DJ station, tossing on thumping records onto the turntables to keep the party going. Everypony was having a great time, dancing with such energy and power. The music's heavy bass pumped loudly as ravers danced in the dark club while twirling brightly colored glow sticks and lights. Streaks of light swayed through the darkness as the dancers showed off their moves.

	The magical wave burst through the club as quickly as it did everywhere else. For a split second, the room became as bright as the daylight outside before suddenly plunging back into darkness.

	The changes were instantaneous, but went unnoticed by the club goers that populated the room. The biggest change was the sudden shift in music selection. What was once a collection of bass heavy remixes, cleverly concocted to provide the optimal club party experience, Vinyl now only had songs like "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", "Itsy Bitsy Spider", and "Old McDonald Had a Farm". 

	It didn't seem to matter, however, the dancing ponies with their glow in the dark bracelets and hats still danced hard as the songs played one after the other. The dancing continued, this time however it was a lot more wobbly as the dancers tried to cope with the thick diapers between their legs.

	Vinyl didn't seem all that effected by the black lit diaper that bowed out her legs with it's firm padding. She continued to pump her hoof in the air and bobbing her head, the same she did for every club. Songs were lined up one after the other with little trouble. She hopped in place, yelled into the microphone between songs, anything to keep the dancing ponies wired and happy.

	The white unicorn's stomach suddenly started twisted as she leaned against the turntables. The sudden shock caused her  to lean against the control panel, stopping the music in the process as she strained against her body's pain.

	The ravers stopped dancing once the music stopped, turning to the DJ to see what was the matter. They all stared at the straining, diapered pony.

	"Aaahhh!" Vinyl let loose into her diaper while she grunted and moaned into the microphone. The entire club listened as she pushed a smelly mess into her waiting diaper. "M-mph!" Everypony stared at her silently as she messed herself like a foal, growing red in the face from strain as she pushed. The smelly load plopped into her waiting diaper, pushing the padding down towards the ground as the unicorn huffed.

	Finished with her sudden messing, Vinyl Scratch looked up at the club goers. In a normal situation, Vinyl would have been humiliated. Her entire reputation would have been shattered as a DJ for using a diaper in front of everypony.

	However, now wasn't what you call a 'normal situation. '"Yeeeeeaaaahhh! I just pooped my diaper!" Vinyl called out over the microphone pumping her hoof in the air again, receiving the same level of cheers and applause as before.

	Throughout the day, the DJ pony would go through plenty of diapers. All that bouncing, water drinking, and the quick meal during breaks would catch up with her and her diaper would be there waiting for her waste. She would often have a dancer or bouncer come onto stage and change her diaper as she kept the music flowing. 

	Vinyl took all her diaper changes standing or leaning against the turntables in front of her. The pony who was changing her would struggle a bit with the awkward position, but she couldn't leave her post. The old saggy diapers were tapped off of the standing pony and a fresh one was taped on without her losing a beat. She would even announce to the club that she was being changed, receiving a pumped up response as if business was usual.

	"Let's hear it for Wallie for doing such an awesome diaper change!" Vinyl called out after one of many of her diaper changes were finished. A rosewood colored stallion waddled down the steps off of the stage, not raising his head as he was congratulated. The pony was a modest pony and didn't wait to be thanked for the casual diaper change. He needed to change his own diaper anyway.

	After every couple of songs, Vinyl would check the time, reminding herself that she had a place to go after this. She didn't want to miss Octavia's dinner date.
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	When the rogue magic wave hit the Canterlot Castle, Celestia experienced it as if she was suddenly hit with a fainting spell. She had to pause for a moment during her princess paperwork as the magic influenced the world around her. Her horn seemed to tingle for a moment as reality shifted. It was enough to stop her from focusing on her work.

	The white alicorn rubbed her forehead before she looked up from her desk. Her mind felt strangely clouded, like she hadn't slept in two days. She shook her head as her eyes refocused on the room around her.

	Her mind slowly ventured to the faint crinkle that emitted from her waist. The garment was thick with a plastic outer layer and a soft, plush inside. A...Diaper?

	Was...She always wearing a diaper?...She couldn't remember when she put it on...No. No this was wrong! This wasn't how things were suppose to be!

	With all her might, Celestia held onto the small piece of her that remained in normality. This side of her knew that she shouldn't be in diapers and wearing one so suddenly wasn't right. She held onto this piece tightly, feeling it slipping, but never fading.

	Her horn tingled, feeling the strange magic fizz around the atmosphere like charged air before a storm.

	With frantic speed, the white alicorn burst through her study's doors, rushing into the castle proper.

	The princess could barely believe her eyes. All around her maids and butlers waddled around in loudly crinkling diapers, carrying on with their daily lives in the castle. Guards still stood at their post, in the exact same spot, but now wore diapers underneath their gold armor. 

	Quite often Celestia would pass by a pair of ponies getting rather personal with their diapers. With diapers hung low and being squished about, ponies would make out with each other in the wide open halls of the castle. They seemed to skip the romantic babble and jump right to the horny acts that largely involved the diapers that they all wore.

	Celestia didn't know what happened, nor could she entirely grasp the fascination these ponies had with diapers. With determined control, Celestia held onto normality, reminding her that no matter how heated her body thought it was after witnessing a pony humping another in the halls while others masturbated to the sight, it was unnatural and needed fixing.

	Celestia turned to the closest guard who stood against a wall. He too was sporting a thick diaper and was currently wetting it by the looks of it. "Guard! What is happening?"

	The guard pony looked at the princess with a puzzled look. "Uhm, 'going on', your highness?" The pony looked at his princess with a cocked eyebrow, a loud hissing gurgled as the two spoke.

	"The diapers!" Celestia called out. Was she the only one who could see it?

	Again, the guard paused, looked at her diaper and then back to her eyes. "I'm afraid I don't understand, your highness. Do you need a diaper change?"

	Celestia looked at the other pony with a shocked expression. Was he being serious? How could he be so casual?

	The guard seemed to notice the princess' shock and misread it as embarrassment. He lowered his voice and took a half step forward. "Oh, I-I'm sorry, your highness. Did you need to use the potty?"

	The princess looked at the guard with a more puzzled look of shock. She could barely process all this so suddenly. He was talking about her diapers like she was a potty training toddler.

	"I...I need to speak with my sister. Where's Princess Luna?"

	"Taking her nap in her bedroom, your highness."

	"Thank you," Celestia said as she dashed towards Luna's bedroom. Her diapered rump wiggled and crinkled as she moved as fast as she could towards Luna's door.

	The guard watched intently as the princess dashed down the long hall. His eyes locked on her thick diaper that hugged so closely to her rump. He licked his lips sensually. Without leaving his post, the guard pony began to rub the front of his soggy diaper, blushing deeply as the diaper began to tent.

	Meanwhile Celestia busted through the door into Luna's bedroom, flooding the dark room with light. "Luna! Something terrible has happened!"

	Luna didn't stir, she was always a heavy sleeper. The princess of the night seemed content where she slept, curled up in royal blankets made of fancy fabrics.

	"Luna!" Celestia forcefully pulled off her sister's blankets, throwing them to the ground.

	Shockingly enough, Luna fell victim to the strange diaper spell as well. A thick, blue diaper hugged her waist as she continued to slumber away the day. Her diaper was already visibly used. Apparently she didn't mind wetting in her sleep.

	Celestia paused for a moment, her eyes resting upon Luna's yellow hued diaper. She felt her breathing became shallow as her mind swarmed with sexual thoughts about that diaper...That thick crinkling diaper...Suddenly she shook her head, holding onto what faint control she could. "Luna! Wake up!" Celestia shook her sister's slumbering body.

	The younger sibling slowly stirred, clearly in no real rush. "What do you want?" She yawned a big yawn as she looked at her sister with tired eyes. "I'm trying to sleep."

	"I know you're tired, but you need to get up! Something terrible's happened!"

	"Ya? Discord turn evil again?"

	"You mean you haven't noticed that...thing you're wearing?!"

	Luna lifted her tired neck up into the air and peered down at her body. The thick blue diaper was visibly used and had a strong yellow tint to it. "Oh the diaper?" Luna stretched her limbs up into the air with another yawn. "Ya, I always double up for my naps. No biggie."

	"No you don't Luna. You haven't worn a diaper to bed for years!" Celestia tried to reason with her sister. They might have been the only two ponies in all of Equestria who were still aware of the old normality. "Now this is no time to argue! We need to fix this!"

	Luna didn't respond and instead was distracted by...Something. Her face went red as her legs spread out.

	"Luna?" Celestia waved a hoof in front of the dazed pony. "Luna!"

	Luna emitted a couple foalish grunts as her limbs curled close to her body. Her face went red as her bowels emptied into the waiting diaper. She found nothing wrong with just filling her diaper when she needed to go.

	"Luna!" Celestia gasped as she watched her sister's diaper swell and sag, "I don't care what you think is normal, just get up!"

	"Alright alright," Luna pushed herself out of bed, lazily rolling out of it like a lazy teenager forced to go to school. "Call a guard in while you're at it. I want a diaper change before we start this...Whatever."
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	The Canterlot Concert Hall had planned to open it's doors today. Tantalizing it's guests with promise of high class entertainment, music, and even an opera all on the same day.

	Octavia was one of those acts, bringing her cello with her to the event. The ever punctual pony had arrived hours before the curtains were raised. Her partner for this act, Frederick Horseshoepin, wasn't as punctual, but arrived a few minutes before the pair were up for their act.

	Moments before the magical wave rushed through the concert hall, Octavia was composing herself behind the curtains. She stood quietly, holding her bow in one hoof and the cello in the other, chin raised high and professionally. Frederick stretched his fore hooves, sitting down in front of the piano. Prime examples of sophistication and class.

	That was until the magical wave surged through the concert hall, twisting show-goers and musicians alike. And in a flash, all the ponies performing or attending the concert was twisted by the diaper themed magic.

	When the stage curtains were raised they revealed, not a pair of musical ponies ready to play for the audience, but two diapered ponies. The newly diapered Octavia sat front and center, staring back at the crowd. Her cello laid behind her alongside her bow.

	The pony blinked towards the crowd who were cloaked in shadow as the stage lights focused on her.

	Octavia's bladder cut loose, filling her white diaper up. The sound amplifying design of the hall intensified the sound of the earth pony's peeing. Everypony in the hall could hear Octavia wetting her diaper. Her mouth opened up slightly as her eyes rolled back a bit. She felt not embarrassment, but sweet relief after a good pee. The loud stream died down after what felt like hours before the earth pony sighed.

	The audience reacted moments later, applauding Octavia as if she had just finished a musical piece. The hall was filled with applauding music goers, no longer able to tell the difference between a beautiful symphony and a messy diaper.

	Octavia hobbled to her feet, struggling to cope with the heavy, sagging padding that hung between her legs. Her rear hooves shook as she gave the audience her best bow. She bowed to the left, to the right, and to the upper balcony. Her legs finally gave out behind her, forcing her to plop back down onto the stage.

	The applause died down once again as the audience watched the diapered ponies. Octavia looked worried, she didn't have any more 'musical pieces' to play and any knowledge of playing the cello mysteriously disappeared. She was out of material and her act just started!

	Harsh notes pierced the hall as hooves pounded on the expensive piano behind Octavia.

	"Hn!" Frederick grunted loudly, raising his rump from the bench. His eyes slammed shut as his front hooves slammed against the piano keys for support. His diaper began to sag as his mess tugged down the crinkling material. The audience continued to watch silently as the pianist pony grunted loudly, pushing a mess into his diaper like a toddler.

	Even Octavia watched, not finding it the least bit strange. She quietly waited for him to finish as if the sour notes he slammed into the piano were part of their songs.

	The stallion finished his embarrassing mess with a satisfied sigh. He panted a couple times, looking up to the dark audience as if he just finished playing. The crowd soon responded with a respectful applause almost as if his diaper fill up was an emotional musical number.

	The two ponies bowed after one of the shortest acts the concert hall had ever seen. And as quickly as it began, the curtains closed on the opening act, giving the two diapered ponies time to change.

	All the acts, including the ninety pony orchestra, followed Octavia's and Frederick's act with pretty much the same thing. Ponies took turns standing up from their seats and loudly filling their diapers up with whatever they had held back. The violinists stood up and knocked over their sheet music stands with their bulgy diapers as they carelessly filled them up. The trumpeters never even made it to their seats and instead found their shiny instruments a pleasure to chew on. The flutists never played a single note, much too distracted with humping each other right there on stage. Everypony else failed to play a single note for the entirety of the act, finding their diapers and each other much more interesting.

	The concert would end up being much shorter than originally planned. But if you asked any pony who attended the event, they would tell you it was better than they ever would have imagined. A lot of the audience stuck around long after the house lights were raised. Diaper fueled chaos overtook the large room as orgies and diaper changes spontaneous popped up.

	Octavia found herself plopped center stage after the event was over. Every now and then a pony would come up from backstage and change her right in front of the entire audience. She paid no mind to such an embarrassing act and simply let them stare as she was changed from one stinky diaper to the next. A lot of her time was spent lounging on the stage, lazily laying there with nowhere to go.

	"I thought performers were suppose to leave the stage when they're done." A familiar voice sounded out as a white unicorn could be seen walking down the main aisle of the theater.

	"Vinyl? I thought you were stuck at the dance club till late?"

	"Got let out early. Early bedtimes for some of the dancers or something." Vinyl looked over the exhausted Octavia. The gray pony looked tired, but somehow tense. "You know what I think?"

	"What do you think, Vinyl..." Octavia said in an airy sigh.

	"I think somepony could use a diaper change."

	"What on earth do you mean? My diapers," Octavia looked down at her diaper, the fifth one today. "Almost dry." Her diaper's tapes suddenly started to glow a light blue. One by one they pulled themselves off before the slightly damp diaper pulled itself open.

	The white unicorn was now standing beside Octavia. "I wasn't talking about you," Vinyl said with a hungry look in her eye. She moved in closer to Octavia, a completely yellow diaper sagging between her legs. The padding was near leaking and swelled up to it's fullest capacity.

	Vinyl Scratch pulled herself over Octavia in a sixty nine position so that her urine smelling diaper was mere inches away from Octavia's face. She lowered her yellow diaper and her mouth down onto the gray earth pony. She began giving Octavia's sex long, sensual licks. The earth pony's moans encouraged her to continue, each moan causing Vinyl's tongue to dig deeper and deeper into the moist flaps.

	Suddenly the unicorn raised her body for a moment. A loud hissing erupted from Vinyl's leaky diaper. She added another bladder full of urine to the mix, causing most of it to pool up or leak out her leg guards. Most of the yellow pee came dribbling down between her legs, splashing down onto Octavia who moaned and squirmed.

	Vinyl's muzzle shot back down into Octavia's folds, burying herself into the moist sex. Her diaper came slapping down on Octavia's face, pushing more pee out of the leg gatherers like a tipped over glass. The diaper's outer plastic shell became slippery and wet with urine as Vinyl continued pleasuring Octavia with her tongue.

	The diapered audience stopped to watch the spectacle on the stage. A lot of the prim and proper unicorns could be seen masturbating to the sight, fantasizing to join in.

	Quite quickly, Octavia reached the point of no return and gasped. Her moist sex spurted out bursts of warm juice, splattering Vinyl's face with her shame. She huffed heavily as her body warmed with afterglow. She shivered with pleasure as she moaned and bucked her hips upwards into her friend's mouth.

	"There, now no more miss fussy pants!" Vinyl chuckled, grabbing a handkerchief from a random pony's pocket and wiped Octavia's juices off of her face.

	Two fresh diapers were floated from backstage and with expert magic handling, Vinyl swapped out the damp diaper of Octavia's and replaced it with the thickness of double diapers. Powder was added, but mostly for the smell rather than a diaper rash deterrent.

	"You'll really like the place I'm takin' you to eat," Vinyl said as she helped the other pony up to her feet, "they got like ball pit and everything!" Vinyl helped the earth pony back to her feet. "And the best part, you get to go with the best diaper DJ in all of Canterlot!"

	Octavia looked at her cocky friend with a raised eyebrow.

	Vinyl paused and looked back at her, they both blinked. "Me. I'm the best diaper DJ in all of Canterlot."

	"The wettest too," Octavia teased with a smirk.

	"Ehhh, it's only a LITTLE wet," Vinyl poked at her overflowing diaper, a trail of urine dribbling out when she did. "Now come on. I'm hungry!"
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	When Twilight and her friends arrived at Canterlot's train station, the town was already in the thick of the diaper magic. Enlarged diapers were seen scattered around the streets as diapered unicorns indulged in magic fueled fantasizes. The rich openly masturbated in the streets, reaching many orgasms while toddling around in their diapers. A random unicorn could be seen humping an oversized diaper as big as a mattress, openly soiling it as he rubbed against it.

	"I...Don't understand," Twilight said as she looked around the city streets. "The town seems fine to me..."

	"Maybe it's like a super secret INVISIBLE magic!" Pinkie spurted out in a brief moment she had between pees.

	"Maybe it's, you know...In just the...Castle..." Applejack only half heartrendingly said as she was much more interested in the sexy waddling unicorns that strolled the Canterlot streets. A hoof slid down to her diapered front, molding it gently. "Hey Twilight...Maybe I should stick 'round here...Incase-"

	"Princess Celestia asked for ALL of us, Applejack! We can't waste time dawdling!"

	The group quickly dashed down into the main streets of Canterlot. It was stop and go for awhile as distraction after distraction paused a pony or two to stare for even a moment. Applejack would constantly make up excuses to why she should stay behind, likely a result of all the muscular stallions that walked past. Each one was well groomed and there was something alluring about a well groomed, rich unicorn. Fluttershy would slow the group down by ponies stopping her to shove their diapers into her own, growing her new diaper to the slug like appearance of the first one. Pinkie Pie was almost completely under cumbersomeness to the group of friends, practically perfecting the art of walking and urinating at the same time. Rarity paused every now and then to congratulate a regal unicorn or two on a 'well designed' used diaper that hugged their waist. It wasn't unusual for the other ponies to not even realize that they were wearing a messy, saggy diaper. Twilight was without distraction, far more determined to get to her mentor then to stare at the tantalizing sight of regal unicorns waddling around, squatting, or air humping in public.

	Eventually the group arrived to the main gates of Canterlot Castle, two armored guard ponies wearing diapers waiting to greet them. The once pristine moat water that loosely boarded the castle was now littered with discarded diapers that swelled up to near bursting. The white walls of the castle were kept surprisingly clean save for the occasional streaks of urine dribbling down it's walls.

	The diapered guards saluted the oncoming group and opened the castle's mighty, metal doors to allow them inside. The castle's interior was much cleaner than outside, but that's not saying much. Work hands, maids, guards, and butlers still wore thick diapers around their waists. Oddly enough, they seemed more productive than the rest of the town, not by much, but they still managed to do SOME cleaning while they busied themselves with filling diapers and masturbating.

	The party of six friends walked up the wide marble steps to the second floor, avoiding puddles of urine that spotted the white staircase. Celestia and Luna's throne room wasn't too far away and after dodging the slippery puddles that covered the floor, Twilight and her friends walked through the tall doors to the throne room.

	"Princess Celestia!" Twilight called out as the group walked in and bowed, "we came as soon as we could!"