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Puddinghead pinches her nose and giggled. "Wowzers. No one told me you were such a big poopypants." She opened up Tia's cloth diaper, dropping it in a nearby basin reserved for just this purpose. "How could this much have come out of one filly?" she asked. She grabbed a washcloth and cleaned her rump.
When she had finished, she reached for a replacement diaper... only to discover that she couldn't find any. "Oh dear."
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