Hello, Lizzie again. You recall a few days ago Evelyn and I were spanked in the grocery store, in front of each other. It stung and burned, but made us cum at the end of our spankings. After that, I had another sleepover with my Fillyfriend at my house. We did the same as before. We made out, and once again the orgasms were wonderful. After another sumptuous weekend with my new fillyfriend, I returned to school feeling high in the clouds. I felt now that I had everything I needed in my life, now that I had peach. I no longer heard Tina’s voice when waiting for the bus. I could just get on. Once Evelyn got on, she sat with me as always. Peach’s school was last on the route, and she always squeezed between Evelyn and me. She was always snuggled into me.
Once we had arrived, I got diapered once again, shedding the one I had been wearing at school. As we raced towards the room, something odd struck us. Outside the room was a filly that was amazingly crippled. She was leaning against a walker, her wings crippled and legs looking somewhat mangled. I stared at her for some time, noticing her slender body. She never even noticed me, since she was staring at Nanny Hazel with a big smile. She spoke to mother and daughter in her soft smoothing voice.
We walked by and entered the room to start playing board games as usual, or maybe flying around. “Well, guess we have a new filly,” I said with an air of sadness.
“Uh…” Evelyn said not sure what to say.
Peach could only stare nervously at the three of them. Haze rested her hand on the new girl’s shoulder in what could only be considered a reassuring fashion.
“You think she will like being here?” I asked.
I don’t know,” Evelyn mumbled. “She will probably need….y’know special help.
Yeah,” I said. I wonder what happened to her.”
“Maybe she came that way.” Evelyn mumbled really quietly. “You know how mean fillies can be, and she probably needs some friends.
I could have cried as I considered her situation. Evelyn was right! I know how many fillies could be nasty. I knew how it was to be either ignored or snickered at.
The Fillie’s mother left and Hazel led her into the room. She leaned heavily on the walker as she forced herself into the room. Hazel rang that all too familiar bell. “On the carpet Fillies, pacifiers in.
We knew that meant sit down and shut up. Hazel would never say it that way, because she was too nice. We all raced to the carpet and put our paci’s in. “Everyone listening?” Hazel asked.
“We have a new filly in the group. Her name is Emerald! Think how you felt on your first day, and treat her like you want to be treated, and please make her feel welcome.
We all in unison said, “Hi Emerald.”
She looked at us, her cheeks reddening, yet grinned very nervously. Hazel continued. “Emerald has some special needs, and I am counting you will all be good to her. I talked to her mother, and she is very sweet and bright! Please make her feel warm and happy here, please?
“Yeeesss, Hazel,” we replied in a zombieish voice.
“Okay Fillies, I appreciate your attitudes,” the nanny said. “I would like her to get to know everyone before group time.
As usual, Evelyn bolted right to the new Filly. “Hi, my name is Evelyn,” she said with that almost too sweet voice and radiant smile I knew so well. “You can sit with us.”
Soon, Evelyn was helping her down to the floor. As I watched, even with Evelyn’s help it was more like she was falling to the ground. Her crippled legs really were useless. I smiled within, admiring Evelyn even more. She did things like that without even thinking. “Hi Emerald,” I said trying to act as if nothing was wrong with her. “I’m Lizzie.” I waited for Peach to speak, but she didn’t know what to say. She never wanted to say the wrong thing. “...This is Peach,” I continued. “She is shy.
Emerald smiled at us. “ Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu” I actually wondered if she would ever get out what she wanted to say. “Hi!” Maybe this was part of her condition.
Finally Peach smiled and waved at her, not letting the paci from her mouth. I tried to keep the conversation going. “Do you play scrabble? or would you prefer Spitfire’s rush? We can do go trot.”
“Wh…wh…wh… whatever y…you w…w…w…w…want!” Emerald replied.
We played on the floor for a while. Evelyn being her usual sweet quickly bonding self, bonded with Emerald immediately. Evelyn of course told her that she was a full timer immediately without any shame, and it actually sounded matter of fact. Emerald smiled when she heard that, and replied. “M…m…m…m…m…m…me t….too!”
I wasn’t surprised by that revelation. If her speech, walking, and wings were affected, then it seemed that the fact she had no bathroom control was almost a given. Not only was I crying inside for her, but I could see Evelyn was also feeling bad. Considering how relaxed she was around emerald made me wonder. Did finding someone else her age make her feel good?
When the day was over and our mother’s came to pick us up, Evelyn assisted Emerald to her feet, and walked beside her to give help if needed. First thing she did, was introduce Emerald to her mom. Peach and I stood by as Evelyn’s mom smiled at her and said hello.
All she could do was heavily stammer in her replies. Evelyn’s mom acted as if nothing was wrong and just listened. Soon enough, Evelyn was begging to have her to a sleepover. Her mom of course said that she would need to talk to Emerald’s mother about that first, but said to Emerald that she was welcome.
Soon enough, Emerald’s mom arrived and my mom not a second after. We were all talking about the new girl. My mom looked really sad when she saw her, but smiled and talked to her as if nothing was wrong all the same.
After a few minutes, Emerald’s mom was in tears. “We have been through many places before here. At most places she was bullied pretty severely and now I know she is at the right place.”
“I felt the same way with my Liz,” mom said.
So, we went to get our diapers changed before we left for home. As mom talked to the nanny for a bit, I saw Evelyn walk with Emerald all the way to the point in which she got on her mother’s back to be carried home. I was really surprised when she hugged and kissed Evelyn. I guess that made me real jealous, considering all the feelings I still had for Evelyn. At this point all that mattered though was how nice Evelyn was being to her, and I also wondered if Evelyn was in love.
The week passed very quickly into the weekend. The inevitable sleepover our mothers expected came. Of course, we were all at Evelyn’s in a “Four-way” It was me, Peach, Evelyn, and Emerald. Amazingly, I was the first to arrive, taking my bag to Evelyn’s room. It wasn’t before I saw my mom hand a package of diapers to Evelyn’s. I sat on Evelyn’s bed, and we began to gossip.
We talked things over as our mom’s sat in the kitchen. I still couldn’t get used to wearing a diaper. Soon though, there was a knock on the door that signaled another arrival and we raced to the door.
There stood Peach and her mom who told her to go and play with us. She emerged from behind her mom shy smile and all.
“Come on Peach,” Evelyn said. “Let’s go play!” soon we had unrolled her sleeping bag, and dug through her bag to see what she brought. It wasn’t long before she was giggling with us. And as I said before, her pacifier once again was in her mouth, almost like an excuse to avoid talking.
We had just started playing cards, when there was a knock at the door. We all knew it was emerald. We arrived just as the door was being opened. There stood emerald, holding onto her walker as always.
“Emerald!!” Evelyn yelled, barely giving her time to enter before her hug lifted Emerald off her feet.
“Be gentile,” Evelyn’s mom said.
“I am not going to hurt her,” Evelyn said assuringly.
Emarald’s mother grinned slightly as she watched what Evelyn did. She said nothing.
Evelyn’s mom asked Emerald’s how things had been. “Busy, but fine!” was her reply.
Emerald’s mom went in to have coffee, but not before Evelyn’s mom commented Emerald on her smile.
“T…t…t..th…thank you…you,” She stammered, as if saying that took every effort she had.
“Bless her,” My mom said with an air of sadness.
The way her mom said this was almost as if her daughter was fine china. She told us very explicitly to be gentle.
We all assured we would.
Soon, we were all in Evelyn’s room. Emerald with Evelyn’s help was propped against the bed, legs spread to hold her up. She would laugh alongside us, but barely ever spoke. I guess her stuttering made her very self-conscious. I felt so bad for her.
Eventually, Evelyn allowed her to rest on her instead of the bed. She seemed a little more at ease suddenly, but when Evelyn would occasionally kiss or nip her ears, Emerald would giggle.
It took some time, but eventually we started to gossip about people we knew either from school or the daycare. Talking about people behind their backs seemed to be our specialty. We weren’t that mean though. We asked emerald a few questions, and waited as she struggled to speak. As she got hung up on a word she began to cry.
“Emerald!” Evelyn said hugging her tightly. “Don’t cry!”
“We are supposed to be having fun here Emerald.” With that said, she began to rock Emerald side to side comfortingly.
Emerald just covered her face, as if she was trying to hide. Both peach and I scooted over and made it a group hug. She calmed down sort of, but sniffled and was wiping her eyes. It was hard for me not to cry, and I could see that Peach was crying. Evelyn bless her just continued to rock her back and forth, humming a lullaby. “There now Emerald, let’s have fun.
Emerald reached into her bag and pulled out a dry erase board and marker. She quickly wrote down something that when showed to us showed amazingly pretty writing. “I can’t talk well,” it said.
“We don’t care,” we said in unison. “We can still have fun.”
She erased and wrote again. “People laugh at me.”
“Some people are just mean,” Evelyn said. “You should know that we love you and would never do that. Again, Evelyn kissed her on the cheek.
Emerald wrote again, this time taking forever to write in pretty small letters, filling up the whole board. “You are the nicest girls I’ve ever met. Thanks for inviting me here. Of course she included a smiley face at the end.
We all smiled at her.
Finally I had to speak out. Emerald, you can talk to us, we have time. You don’t have to write everything down.
She still continued to write though. “This is easier though. It is hard dealing with the way I talk.”
“Okay,” Evelyn said. “Whatever you want Emerald. You’re not any less normal than we are, and we love you all the same.” With that, Evelyn nibbled on her ear. Emerald didn’t know how to handle the way Evelyn was acting. Suddenly, Emerald was crying again. “What is it now?” we said.
There was another note again on the whiteboard, “I am happy now.” it said.
We smiled again.
“Instead of talking, why don’t we play truth or dare, but instead of talking lets write everything down,” I said.
“Everyone else agreed, but Evelyn’s mom walked in. “Supper is fresh out of the oven.”
“Cheese pizza?”
“No, not pizza,” Her mom replied. “I made you guys grilled cheese.”
“That isn’t good slumber party food,” Evelyn protested.
“It is good for your bodies, now lets go.”
“We stood up before helping Emerald to her feet. Evelyn once again went beyond what I would consider normal for emerald. She picked her up into her arms and carried her to the table.
For Gods’ sake Evelyn, be careful with her. You could both wind up injured.
Emerald held onto Evelyn, until she was lowered carefully into a chair. Evelyn hugged her again.
“There are cookies for after you eat dinner,” Evelyn’s mom said.
We ate our dinner, and helped clear the table. Of course we let Emerald just sit there. I could tell that she really wanted to help. We enjoyed cookies, before returning to Evelyn’s room. Of course her mom yelled at us to tell her when we needed to be changed.
Finally we got to our note writing, which made for a really quiet evening. It started with questions about diapers and such. Then we started daring each other to kiss everyone with tongue, things like that.
Eventually, we went back for cookies again, before sitting down to watch T.V. sitting on the floor. Of course Emerald reclined into Evelyn, and Peach reclined into me. Eventually we were told it was time for bed.
“Isn’t it early?”
“When you send a bunch of girls to bed at a slumber party they don’t sleep for a while, so I am send you to bed now. Hopefully you all will fall asleep at a reasonable hour.
We made our way back to Evelyn’s room. Soon Evelyn’s mom came into the room with a bottle of foal oil.
“I’m not,” I boasted. “Wait… yes, guess I am! Forgot I peed while we were watching T.V.
“Oh Liz….” She groaned with dissatisfaction. “You are like a toy with a broken firing pin! What about you Peach?
“Think so,” She replied with few words as usual.
“Evelyn, I know you are wet by now,” her mom added.
“Emerald, I promised your mom I would keep you dry. So, get on the bed.
We all climbed up there, after helping Emerald of course. One at a time, we held our legs as our diapers were ripped free from us. I went first, and my clit tingled once it was exposed to the outside air. I bit my lip as I felt the Foal wipe rubbing my crotch and teasing my throbbing seed I wanted to pop. It seemed as if she was teasing me on purpose. She said nothing though as she cleaned me, then powdered me, and then oiled me. Finally a diaper was secured in place.
She then moved to Emerald, nosily ripping the diaper from her. She held her crippled legs out of the way as she was wiped clean, yet gasped as the wipe went into her crotch. “Too cold hun?” Evelyn’s mom asked.
“N…n…n…n…no,” Emerald stammered. I could tell she wasn’t used to strangers changing her diapers and was really uncomfortable.
“Relax dear, and we will have you clean and fresh,” Evelyn’s mom said. She wiped again. Soon Emerald flinched and her clit appeared from its sheath. “Oh my! Got a little excited did we!?” Evelyn’s mom said laughing lightly. “Just means you are a growing filly.” Soon Emerald had a fresh diaper on as well. “Okay, you are ready for bed.”
Peach was next, and I wasn’t surprised that her lips were puffy and a rosy red. Peach sighed as her crotch was wiped. “Feeling sensitive eh Peach?” she asked as she was applying the oil.
Peach held her teeth together and shut her eyes. Somehow through that she was smiling and most amazingly she spoke. “I guess so,” she said.
“Only natural,” Evelyn’s mom said.
Finally she got to Evelyn who waited nervously. “Evelyn! This diaper is heavy!!” She exclaimed
“You could have told me.”
“We were all having fun though,” Evelyn protested.
“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be clean, hun,” Her mom replied as she wiped her down. Soon, she had her own daughter in a fresh diaper.
We were all on Evelyn’s floor, with her plugging in the nightlight. The apartment was warm so we were on top of the sleeping bags. Now that we were in place, Evelyn’s mom turned the light off. “I know you girls will stay awake for a while, but please try to keep the noise down.”
“Sure mom,” Evelyn said.
With that, the door closed. We were on the floor, bare flesh on bare flesh. By now, my clit was throbbing painfully into the fabric of the diaper. I smiled widely as Peach snuggled into me, our bodies touching. “This is nice,” I whispered to Peach.
Peach giggled as we rubbed into each other. Suddenly our lips met and we kissed passionately. I slowly reached down and squeezed her plot. She let out a moan as she squeezed her leg over my waist. “Oh Peach, I want to do things,” I whispered, since Evelyn and Emerald were here.
We finally broke our kiss, which allowed me to see if Evelyn and Emerald was staring. Evelyn hadn’t even noticed, so I lay there holding Peach. We were both eaves dropping and could hear a rubbing sound I assumed was Evelyn rubbing Emerald’s back. I then heard an, “I love you Emerald,” come from Evelyn’s room.
I turned to Peach again. “I love you, Peach,” I whispered to her. “You’re sooo cute!”
Once again she was moaning, as Peach squeezed me tightly against her beautiful body. I felt her hoof slowly running down my stomach and into my diaper. The sensation of that made me gasp quite loudly.
“Evelyn was giggling. “You two having fun?”
“Peach kicked me is all,” I said
“Nuh, uh!” Evelyn said in complete disbelief.
In the dim light, I could see emerald trying to get a look at what we were doing.
“They are having dirty fun,” Evelyn replied as she smirked. Even in that very dim light, I could see that Emerald was naive and confused. “You know Emerald,” Corey said “I can you know…. show you what they are doing. They shouldn’t be the only ones having fun.
“Wh…wh…what are…are…are… we go…go…go…gonna do?” Emerald asked.
“Ssssssssh!” Evelyn said as she was wrapping herself around Emerald. “Relax will you,” she said. “I am going to do something that will make you feel Really Really Really REALLY good!!
Peach and I were so entranced by their display that we stopped what we were doing to watch the two other’s. We watched as Evelyn kissed down emerald’s stomach to her diaper. “First we remove the diaper,” she said as she ripped the tabs before removing the diaper to expose her crotch.
Evelyn continued to kiss about there, until we could see her stick her tongue around trying to find Emeralds clit.
“Ooooh!” Emerald gasped as her eyes shut. “Ooooh, Aaaah!”
We watched as Evelyn gave a few kisses and licks before lifting Emily’s legs as if she was going to change her diaper. “Feel good?” Evelyn whispered.
“Mmmmmm,” Evelyn mumbled as she nodded and smiled. Her eyes were still shut. Evelyn continued to work her tongue between Emeralds legs, as she was squirming. “Oooooh!.....Aaaaaaah!....” She moaned as she took Evelyn’s head in her hoof.
Evelyn ran her hooves up and down Emeralds thighs as she caressed that marehood with her tongue. My hand was between my legs, as was Peach’s as we watched what was happening. In spite of how nasty it was, Emerald was sweet and innocent as she lied there. I felt she deserved all of this. Finally with a hoof, I soothed Emerald’s hair. It was like satin. “Relax and enjoy it Emerald,” I whispered to her.
Peach reached out and touched her lips, as if she is testing the waters. Soon, she was just caressing one of Emerald’s teats. I took one of emerald’s hooves in mine.
Of course Emerald was in heaven. She moaned, sighed, squirmed and writhed as we gave her our attention. As much as she was moving, Evelyn somehow continued her work down below. We lost track of the time, but, Emerald’s moans grew louder and steadily faster. Soon, she was crying out and gasping. We could all detect the girl scent, from her dripping marehood. Her mouth was open wide, and her eyes shut tightly. She gasped out loud,”Uuuh-uuuh-aaah-uuuh-uuuh-aaah!” pretty continuously. Soon, she let out a loud shriek before she fell silent, desperate to breathe. Peach yelped as Emerald held her hoof very tightly. I knew Emerald was cumming! Her body bucked and jolted as the orgasm struck. She was gurgling as the pleasure overtook her. I could even hear the noise of her juice as Emerald oozed onto Evelyn’s face.
After several long contractions, she drew in a long breath of air, which allowed her to exhale a very long “Oooooooh!” as she started calming down. Evelyn crawled up to her, holding her tight. “Man Emerald!” she said. “Your legs may be crippled, but your amazing marehood seems to work fine!”
Peach and I were giggling. Evelyn was not one to talk dirty in public, even when others did. It was great to see her let loose in the moment. Watching sweet little Emerald have such a huge cum was such a thrill. Evelyn cradled her like a foal, as they were side by side. She nibbled her ears during all of this. “Like that Emerald?”
“O…o…o…o…oooooh, yeah,” Emerald whispered. “Th…th…th…th…that felt soooooo g…g…g…g…good!”
“It was supposed to,” Evelyn replied.
My clit was tingling and throbbing so painfully now, I turned to Peach. “We should fuck right now.” I whispered to her. I hardly ever said the ‘F’ word. Instantly, I was thrust to the floor, her shyness having left her. She thrust hard into me, grinding her clit against mine. “OOOH!” I moaned. Yes!....Yes!..... Fuck me hard, Peach!” I cried.
Peaches moans were more like high pitched shrieks as she thrust into me. I reached behind and forced her plot firmly into mine as I thrust back. It took us some time for us to get in rhythm, but once in synch it felt amazing. I was only vaguely aware that what we were doing was being watched by the others, but I didn’t care. Actually, it seemed to make it more fun. “Yes! OOOOH YESSSSSSSS!” I cried as the pleasure built. I could hear the faint schlicking of our combined juices as Peach banged me hard. Her shrieks were like music to me. “Peach Ooooh Peach! I love you!” I cried.
She didn’t talk much when we made love, but kissed me on the lips as she squeezed me. Her moans squeaked and grew louder as she forced herself harder against me. Once again, I couldn’t keep track of time. I felt butterflies in my stomach, the feeling of an orgasm building up. “God Peach, I’m about to cum! I gasped as I passed the point of being able to calm down. “The moment between that point and the actual orgasm seemed to last forever.
As I burst, it felt like a freight train hitting my stomach and marehood. It felt like my body exploding. “Celestiaaaaaaaaaaa!” I cried throughout my orgasm. Maybe a second later, Peach shrieked as she erupted. I felt her squirt onto me.
Though we were still thrusting against each other, we were desperately gasping for air as we enjoyed and tried to endure our orgasms. Finally I caught my breath as our orgasms ended. Peach collapsed onto the floor as she tried to breathe. Once she could talk, she whispered something to me. “Liz, you are a great fuck!” she said to me.
All I could do was laugh, never hearing Peach talk so dirty. “Are you my lez doll?!”
We lay there for a few moments basking in the post O feeling. We looked over and saw that Evelyn and Emerald traded places. Evelyn was on the ground, Emerald with her head to Evelyn’s marehood licking away. “Ooooh!” Evelyn moaned as she ran a hoof through Emerald’s mane. “Em I love you,” Evelyn said. Peach and I held each other tight as we watched the scene. Finally, Evelyn came in an explosive orgasm. She beat her hooves on the ground as her body shook with each contraction. They held each other tight afterwards. “Man emerald, you make me feel good,” Evelyn said. “I love you.”
Before we went to sleep, we put our diapers on again. We knew that without them, we would wet our sleeping bags.
We helped each other secure the tape. “Smells like marehood huh.” Peach said. This caused us to giggle.
“Wonder why,” I said.
“You are all so dirty,” Evelyn said.
“You’re not?” I said. “I just watched you cum all over Emerald’s face!”
Evelyn covered her face in shame. “We ‘made love’. That’s not so bad.”
After a few more giggles we drifted into a dreamy state.
I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I was cuddling Peach in my arms. I remember waking up sometime during the night to the sound of crying. At first I thought it was a dream, but soon I realized that it was Emerald and she was really going for it.
I opened my eyes, feeling real distress “What’s wrong.” I asked Peach as she was stirring. The room was still dark, so it was early. Evelyn was cradling and pampering her, trying to make things better.
“Tell me what’s wrong? Does it hurt? All emerald could do was stutter in gibberish. Talking was hard enough for her, but talking and crying was impossible. “Get my mom,” Evelyn ordered.
I galloped out of the room and into Evelyn’s mom’s suite. I approached her and shook her. Ms. Evelyn’s mom! Emerald is crying!” I said. “Sorry to wake you, but something is really wrong!”
She sat up fast. “You did the right thing hun,” She said. She forced herself out of her bed and ran into Evelyn’s moonlit room.
She knelt down, taking Emerald in her arms. “What’s the matter?” she said. All Emerald could do was cry, her efforts to speak useless. Evelyn was almost in tears herself, as she was unable to console Emerald. “You need a change?” Emerald nodded. “Evelyn turn on the light. The nightlight isn’t enough. Peach can you get the diaper bag?”
Soon Evelyn’s mom had Emerald on top of a plastic pad, having Evelyn hold her legs. Once she ripped the diaper free there was suddenly a profuse and rank order in the air. “Oh Emerald!” she said. “Looks like you had a sick tummy!” She grabbed some paper towels and began to wipe Emerald down. “You have such a nasty rash! No wonder you are crying! I will take care of that.” Her poor plot glowed red, and small blisters were all over it. Her poor plothole was also swollen and puffy. Evelyn’s mom handled her so gently as she applied the cream all over, making her plot white. “There there hun, that should stop the hurting. You should feel better soon.”
Soon enough, Emerald wasn’t crying anymore. Her face was beet red, probably both from the pain and the shame and embarrassment. Soon, she was in a fresh diaper, clean and dry. “Bless you,” Evelyn’s mom said. “Why don’t you try to sleep.”
Evelyn’s mom left with everything and turned out the light. Evelyn snuggled emerald once again on the floor, the moonlight framing them. “I know what that is like,” Evelyn said. “Happens to me sometimes.”
“Totally sucks!”
Emerald was laughing as I drifted back to sleep, hugging Peach. There was something about falling asleep nest to someone else, a feeling I can’t describe. It was a feeling I wanted for the rest of my life. Although I was new to relationships, I knew that I wanted Peach to be that person.

Author's Note

I really want to thank anyone who has read this, and this is the end of four years of work. Thinking back, I realized this was a full time job.