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@Smitty1991  
Uh, her needing to use the bathroom in “The Last Round-Up” doesn’t mean she has bladder issues. It’s a classic cartoon gag, in fact it was the first such instance of such humor in the entire show. You’re right about her being a big kid at heart though.
wandering pigeon

Pinkie was determined to lift Applejack’s spirits. The orange mare had been downright ornery ever since Pinkie’s itty bitty laxative prank had gone a tad too overboard. Overboard enough to force the poor mare into diapers for the foreseeable future.
 
“Come on, Applejack!” Pinkie wrapped her forelegs around her friend’s flanks, nuzzling the plush butt of the XXL diaper she’d been forced to wear. “They’re soooo soft! How could you not like them?”
 
“Pinkie.” Applejack shot an annoyed glare back at her. “You’re not helping.”
 
Forcing the widest smile she could, Pinkie nestled further into the admittedly cozy padding. “What are you talking about, Applejack? I just think your diaper is superty duperty comfy! I never wanna stop hugging it! I don’t know how you can’t like them.”
 
There was a soft rumbling noise coming from Applejack’s stomach, but Pinkie barely heard it over the crinkly sounds right next to her ear.
 
“You never wanna stop, huh?” Applejack narrowed her eyes.
 
“Yupperoni!” Pinkie played it up. She had to convince Applejack of that much. How else was she going to get forgiveness? She’d already tried apologizing nineteen times! that was at least nine more than Pinkie had thought she’d need too. “They’re the bestest-est thing in Equestria. I can’t believe you’re mad about wearing them.”
 
“And if you ever let go, I can take that as a sign that diapers aren’t all that great?” Applejack’s eyebrow rose.
 
“Pssh.” Pinkie rolled her eyes. “As if I’d ever even want to let go!” She squeezed on the diaper even harder. It really did feel good.
 
“Well then,” Applejack’s tail suddenly hiked as the rumbling grew louder. “Imma hold you to that one, Pinkie.”
 
“Huh?” Was all Pinkie had time to ask before it hit.
 
A loud, wet fart signified Applejack’s petty revenge. The orange mare couldn’t stop it, even if she wanted to. Her mess leapt into her diaper, ballooning it with copious amounts of mush.
 
The padding, despite all it’s thick, poofiness, barely protected Pinkie. She could feel the mess growing, until it smothered her in a landslide. Half her face was soon buried in the diaper’s now brown and lumpy seat, assaulting her with a gag inducing smell and a spine-shivering texture.
 
She only barely held on, too stubborn to admit she was wrong in the end. Her face bathed in the once cool padding’s now smelly warmth as a shaky smile struggled into existence. “Uh… oh…”
 
Applejack smirked, even as the mess coating her plot made her cringe. “Still think diaper’s are the bestest-est thing ever?” Came her sardonic tease.
 
Pinkie gulped. “Y-Yeah, they’re super.”
 
“So you’re gonna keep holding on then?” Applejack asked. “Unless you wanna admit your little prank went too far for once.”
 
Pinkie was trying desperately not to pull away now, her pride only barely overcoming her urge to run for the nearest shower. “Of course I am,” she managed through a clenched-jaw smile. “Why wouldn’t I?”
 
There was another rumbled from Applejack’s stomach. “No reason really, except there’s more where that came from.”
 
The mushy diaper butt finally settled against her cheek, just in time for round two. It now dominated half her face, snout included, but it would likely claim more soon. Internally, Pinkie winced. This was going to be a long day.