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- Do you have something we can play with when I have these on? - Apple Bloom asked, putting up her mittened hands, wiggling her fingers inside them. They reminded her of her hooves in her pony form.
She still had the urge to suckle on her thumb, and kinda wished for a pacifier.
Applejack was definitely not happy, and on top of stripping her naked and strapping her to a conveyor, now her legs were lifted and a big bulky diaper was slid under her bum?!
- No way, you have to be kidding me! - she yelled in panic.
- I'm not a baby, you malfunctioning scrap heap!
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