Daring Doesn't Do Curses

Daring didn't listen to her gut.

After all, she had a tummy ache right now, how reliable could her gut be under the influence of that? She popped the pacifier in her mouth and suckled.

The feeling... the euphoria... Daring remembered it now. She loved her pacifier.

It didn't take long for her headache to fade away, only affirming to Daring that she made the right choice. She suckled for several minutes, her eyelids drooping ever so slightly as she delighted in the sensation of suckling on her pacifier. She shifted in the diaper, it's soft plushniess invading every part of her pelvis. How could she have not liked this thing just a minute ago?

"MmmMmm."

Daring looked down to see Rainbow Dash, still asleep, but wincing as she bit her lip. She reached up with her hoof and placed it in her mouth, suckling it for a pacifier substitute. Daring giggled at how foalish her partner was acting. Honestly, it was kind of cute, but foalish nonetheless.

Daring sighed happily, before inhaling the stench of dirty diapers. She looked down and remembered that Rainbow's diaper was full.

"Hehe... stinky fiwwy," she mumbled, patting Rainbow's head.

It was at that moment that Daring's tail involuntarily hiked up. She was surprised, but realized what was happening when her tummy ache increased its pressure. Grunting, she bent down, putting her bottom high up into the air as she pooped.

A solid log of steamy mess flooded her diaper. Then another. And another. Daring grunted some more as she bit her pacifier, pooping as much as she could before she finally stopped minutes later.

Her diaper sagged under a massive load. The fresh scent of poop intermingled with the stale stench of Dash's, but Daring just giggled at it. It didn't smell bad at all. She kind of like it, actually.

She sat down, the massive load squishing and pushing all along her diaper. Daring moaned as the warm mush spread and suckled happily.

This was the best feeling in the world.

"MmMmm..." Rainbow whimpered softly.

Daring glanced down, pitying the poor pony. She clearly missed the pacifier, even though she shouldn't have taken Daring's in the first place. She laid down next to Rainbow and cuddled her, pressing her blue face deep into the tuft of her chest.

"Don' wowwy, Dashi," Daring said softly. "When woo wake up, we can find woo a new paci. We can be the poopie diapee espwowers!"

Rainbow seemed comforted by this and snuggled up closer. Daring held her tightly, occasionally stroking her mane, occasionally squishing her own diaper, and always, always suckling her pacifier.

She couldn't remember much of what happened before she found her paci, but Daring didn't mind too much. She knew a lot, cause she was a big filly! She knew this room was her home. She knew Dashie was her partner... or fellow foal... or little sister... or something. She knew she loved her poopy diapers and her foal food and her crib.

But most of all, Daring loved her paci.