Foal Garden

Prince Shining Armor and Prince Blueblood were both sitting at a nearly vacant bar in Canterlot. The place was built profoundly with clean, polished cedar walls and floors. The bar itself was slick and shiny and the bartender was cleaning his station with a rag, with the wall behind him filled with liquors and fine wines from all over the kingdom. Ponies dressed in their finest clothes chatted softly among the sounds of clanking tankards.

Shining sat there with his stubby horn, white coat, shaggy blue mane, and his blue eyes with drooping lids as he looked at the bartender pouring his beer. He looked over at Prince Blueblood, who was sitting right beside him with his own elegant horn, combed gold mane and tail, his piercing blue eyes, a newly tailored suit, and his classy blue bowtie. Smirking, he took his tall pint of Canterlot Draft and brought it to his lips. With both mugs of beer in their grip, Shining clanked his pint of beer with Blueblood's, prompting both of them to down as much as they possibly could before slamming their tankards down vigorously.

“We're done! No more meetings or annoying assholes telling me what to do!” Shining Armour slurred, the alcohol in his system beginning to take its’ toll.

Blueblood choked on his beer and darted his eyes around, covering Shining Armour’s mouth with his hoof. “Not so loud, Shining.”

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry.” He shook his head slightly and squinted his eyes so that he could see Blueblood better. “But I still can’t see how you deal with these jerks on a daily basis.” He didn’t even notice the next pint of alcohol being slipped into his hooves by the bartender.

    “ Unlike you, I put on an act to keep what I really feel or think.” Blueblood took a tiny sip of his own drink and wiped his lips with the back of his hoof.

    “You do that every day?” Shining Armour raised a brow

    “Only when I have to.” Blueblood nodded and took another sip.

    “ I should’ve noticed that earlier.” Shining looked over his shoulder briefly before turning his gaze back to Blueblood’s. “You were always quite rude while you fussed over the minor details in our discussions.”

    “It takes time and practice.” Blueblood shrugged. “Beside you lead that bravado near the end with that speech of yours.”

    Shining rolled his eyes taking another long draught of his glass. “I don’t really get politics. My wife would’ve done a better job.But I didn’t want her to leave Flurry Heart to deal with this shit. I at least put in the energy we needed to get the Canterlot nobles to shut up.”

Blueblood chuckled. “You can say whatever you want, but they didn’t just shut up. They nearly shat themselves when you said, ‘Would Celestia cheat her own citizens?’”

“Yeah, that was something.” Shining slightly coughed on his own drink.

Blueblood nodded. “We really did it. After weeks on end with endless squabbling, now we're sitting at a bar enjoying the evening.”

“Yeah. I still don’t understand a few things,” Shining responded. “I mean you had to coach me on a lot of it. But to be honest, I’m still confused on some things.”

Blueblood responded quite curtly, “Of course you are. As Celestia's nephew I needed to learn this garbage as well. You’ll get used to it as time passes.”

Shining laughed into his glass.“I’m sure I will if I want to catch up to my wife. All I know is that the Crystal Empire needed to do trade with Equestria.”

Blueblood nodded. “ That’s why the Canterlot nobles were so annoyed. They didn’t want to spend their time and money doing trade as charity.”

“I know that. I just don’t understand all the loopholes they used to try to get out of paying their fair share. “ Shining twisted his hoof.

Blueblood smiled. “Let me put it simply, they thought the very idea of selling their goods to the Crystal Empire was their fair share.”

Shining drank another long draught and eyed the bartender. As the young stallion took his empty glass and replaced it with a full one, Shining continued, “What about you being a dick? Calling me a brutish soldier with a pea sized brain since the beginning of the negotiations seemed to be a bit unnecessary.”

“What are you talking about? I called you a brutish soldier because you are. All guards need to keep that act up on duty.” Blueblood snickered. “And besides you were just as bad.”

Well you're still an asshole. Shining thought and just drank more of his beer. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah… I was pretty bad calling you a prancy little prince who cared more about how you dress than the wellbeing of others. It’s actually unbelievable that we became friends after all of that.”

“Yes it is. I despised you through most of my life.” Blueblood cleaned his face once again, wiping the froth of his beer off of his muzzle. “I decided to let those feelings go only because I wanted to be done with these fruitless meetings. And it’s good to have friends.”

“Yeah. Besides, we’re two princes with princesses ruling the kingdoms.” Shining Armour nodded once again.

Blueblood laughed, prompting Shining Armour to smile as well.

“Now that we finished the deal, do you think my aunt would have us do more?” Blueblood raised a brow.

“I hope not!” Shining Armour lurched backwards at Blueblood’s sentence.

Blueblood chuckled. “I’m kidding, she hates me. I’m her agent, sure, but I only had myself handle this to get me to actually use my title for once.”

Shining choked on his beer and sputtered, “You’re a sorry excuse for a prince. You know that?”

Blueblood rolled his eyes. “Yes. But let me ask you something. How many times Twilight saved your sorry rump?”

“Touche.” Shining grumbled under his breath.

Blueblood and Shining drank their beer in silence for a while after that sentence. The goodwill between the two of them had dwindled considerable after their last sentences. Now, all that they focused on was their drinks.

“I know a few good clubs that we can go to.” Blueblood responded after taking another swig of his beer.

Shining swallowed a bit more of his own drink, savoring the taste. “I think I've been to all the best clubs in Canterlot already, but sure.” He nodded. “What did you have in mind?”

Blueblood waggled his eyebrows as he took another gulp of his tankard of beer. “Well I know a few good clubs that recently popped up while you were in The Crystal Empire. There’s a truly exceptional one not far from here with some sexy pegasi that really know how to use their wings.”

“I'm married.” Shining sighed and shook his head.

    “It’s a club, Shining.” Blueblood chuckled slightly. “Having a bit of fun isn't cheating.”

    Shining pondered for a few minutes and asked, “Is the one with those beautiful unicorns still open?”

    “Which one? The Naughty Alicorns or the Ivory Horn?” Blueblood’s smile grew

    “The Ivory Horn, I suppose.” Shining Armour got up from his chair and put down his drink.

    ”Very well.” Blueblood also stood up and put his drink down on the coaster. “But I assure you that the Lightfeather is better.”

    Shining thought it over, knowing full well how stubborn Blueblood could be. Fine. I guess trying it out won’t hurt. He took one final sip and put down some bits by his glass. “Alright. Let’s get out of here.”

    Fancy Pants and his wife were walking down a dark street with only a few scattered lamp posts lighting the way. He was a white coated stallion with a combed blue mane and neatly trimmed mustache with dashing blue eyes, wearing a expensive suit and a monocle on his right eye. Trotting through the streets of Canterlot escorting his wife, with her snow white coat, swirled light pink mane, and a set of beautiful purple eyes.

“Darling. Remember that you need to be quaint with the two.” The mare tapped Fancy Pants son the shoulder.

“Yes, Fleur. I understand.” Fancy Pants gave her a brief look and returned to his walk.

“Of course you do, my wittle Fancy,” Fleur whispered. “I’m just making sure that you’re okay with this.”

“Of course I am. I would love some more company at the club.” Fancy Pants smiled.

“Now that’s my precious Fancy.” Fleur gave him a playful nuzzle.

“Do we have mares ready for them?” Fancy looked her in the eyes.

“Oh, of course we do. We’ve been planning this for quite some time.” Fleur gave her husband a smirk. “I’m sure they’ll enjoy the mares I picked out.”

“I’m sure they will,” he whispered.

The two held each other in an embrace for a while before continuing their walk down the empty street, with Fleur draped over husband's shoulder.

Fancy Pants escorted Fleur towards a pub with a simple doorway. They both scoured the  the bar when their eyes came upon Shining Armour and Blueblood, paying for their last drinks of their night. Fancy Pants smiled, straightened his tie, and called, “Shining Armour! Prince Blueblood!”

Shining and Blueblood looked up and recognized the two ponies coming towards them. Fancy Pants was escorting Fleur, who was hanging on his shoulder. The two princes got off their stools to shake hooves with him.

“Fancy Pants. I’ve heard of you and your great acts of philanthropy. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Shining Armour shook hooves with him.

“Yes, Shining Armour. It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.” Fancy Pants returned the hoof shake. “I've heard much about your heroism as well. How you stood against those dratted Changelings and that tyrant Sombra. It’s a pleasure seeing you again.”

“Thank you, sir.” Shining nodded and took a step backward.

“Ah! Blueblood! Staying sharp and fit as ever I see.” Fancy Pants winked at Blueblood, watching him puff out his chest and brush it clean.

Fancy Pants then moved aside revealing his stunning wife, “Let me introduce you both to my wife, Fleur.”

    She smiled at the two of them as Blueblood took her hoof, kissing it gently along with a light peck from Shining Armour.

Fleur replied, “It’s a pleasure to see you both,”

    Blueblood blushed and bowed, “it’s a pleasure to see you as well.”

    Fancy Pants inquired, “Do you have any plans for the evening?”

    “We’re going to the Lightfeather to relax and let loose,” Blueblood stated. “What did you have in mind?”

    “Well I was going to ask if you would join me and my wife to go to a more exclusive club.”

    “What kind of club?” Shining raised a brow at the invitation.

    “This Club is a private institution and is only open to a very select few.” Fleur smiled.

“Please, I know every club in Canterlot.” He blew a slight raspberry and tipped his hoof. “Is it the one with the unicorn mares that make your cock grow?”

“It’s MUCH better than that.” Fancy Pants nodded.

“You're pulling our tails,” Shining Armour said

“Dears, I promise my husband isn't lying and that we would love the two of you to come with us.” Fleur put her hoof to her chin and chuckled. “We haven't had newcomers in quite some time.”

“Sure. Why not? It’ll be great to go somewhere new.” Blueblood nodded

“I’m ready to get out of here. Let’s go!” Shining gave one last glance to the bar and followed both Fancy Pants and Fleur towards the new club.

Fleur and Fancy Pants led the two stallions through the dark and vacant streets of Canterlot. Blueblood looked around as Shining Armour’s eyes darted around the streets, keeping an eye out for muggers and criminals.

“So. You know Fancy Pants?” Shining Armour asked Blueblood.

Blueblood scoffed, “Everypony knows Fancy Pants. He’s one of the wealthiest bankers in all of Equestria. Some even say he’s richer than the Rich Family themselves!”

“Oh really?” He cocked a brow. “And out of all the ponies in Equestria, he chooses you and I to go to this ‘club’?”

“We may not be friends,but we are both princes and just as rich and influential as him.” Blueblood pointed. “In fact I couldn't think of who else he would've chosen to go with him.”

Shining sighed, “I’m sorry, I’m not used to being treated like I’m royalty. But it still strikes me odd that he so happens to pick us.”

“Shining, you’re being too suspicious.” Blueblood slid up to him and whispered, “You're going to have to learn that when somepony like Fancy Pants offers you something, he has a special interest in us and it’ll be best to see why.”

Shining nodded reluctantly and muttered,  “Okay, okay, I get it, but do you really think that he’s leading us to a secret club or a place where we're going to get mugged?”

Blueblood looked around the place, grimacing at the trash littered all over the street. “I’m sure he knows where we're going. I doubt he would lead us here without good reason.” All of a sudden, a rat showed up, and Blueblood squealed akin to that of a school filly.

“What’s the matter, Bluey? Afraid of rats?” Blueblood sniggered.

The two princes finally came upon what appeared to be a abandoned warehouse. The place seemed to be broken beyond repair with rats running across the streets. They followed Fancy Pants and came to the front of a broken down door.

“Fancy Pants, to be quite frank, why are we going through a dark ally this late at night?”

    “Forgive me, Blueblood.” Fancy Pants looked over to him. “As I said earlier, this club is quite exclusive and it lies here to keep it from unwanted scrutiny.”

    He placed a hoof on the broken door and opened it. He led the three inside and they gazed in awe at what they saw. The parlor room was small with walls that had been decorated baby blue. The tiled floor was pink and gold, forming a makeshift checkerboard. In front of them were two highly decorated doors with a gold F on the right door and a G on the left.

“Well… This is quite different from what I expected.” He coughed and fixed his tie.

    “Yes it is,” Shining added. “I wonder why a club has to disguise itself?”

    “I've heard rumors of a club where the richest and powerful ponies in all of Equestria hang out.” Blueblood rubbed the back of his mane. “I didn’t believe them at first. But now…”

    “I have to admit, this is both awe inspiring and unnerving.” Shining Armour whispered into Blueblood’s ears.

    With a self satisfied smile, Fancy Pants opened the doors and led the two of them into the reception room. Once inside, they came across the loveliest mares they had ever seen. Both were wearing maid uniforms standing in front of two counters in a room painted a light red with a velvet-carpeted floor. Both had long flowing manes and flashing purple eyes. Both Shining and Blueblood gulped and blushed, already feeling aroused.

“The mare on the left is Snuggle and the mare on the left is her twin, Dolly.” Fancy Pants pointed them both out. “They will get you ready for what comes next.”

“Are those their real names?!” Shining lurched backwards.

Blueblood rolled his eyes. “Please. They have to be aliases.”

Fancy Pants gently pushed the two blushing stallions towards Snuggle and Dolly. He gave them a smile and walked out of the room, leaving the two of them to the mares.

“Oh, Shiny, you’re just adorable.” Snuggle put a hoof her to her mouth and chuckled.

    Shining blushed as she began rubbing lotion all over his body, massaging his belly in a ticklish motion, making him giggle. She moved to his crotch where he tried to close his legs but she opened them slightly to rub his underbelly with her hooves. He was in bliss as his mare continued to his hooves, rubbing them to alleviate him of any aches and pains he might have had in them. He looked up only to have his head pushed down and hushed at. He was now staring at the mare looking back at him.

“Calm down, dear. No need to worry about anything anymore.” Snuggle whispered and continued with her work.

    She began to rub the ointment on his face and he felt as if years of stress were leaving his body. He looked over and saw that Blueblood was in the same sense of bliss with Dolly rubbing the ointments down his body, giving his cock a bit more attention, fondling it and cooing at him. Watching his friend being pleasured made him crack a small smile, with some little laughs falling out.

“Oh! Is little Shiny getting excited?” Snuggle grinned wider.

    Snuggle was now rubbing his inner thighs, giving them a nice message to erase the pains within his side. When he felt his hind legs move up, he could feel something being slipped under his rump.  It felt silky and soft, like a pillow had been put under him. He initially thought that it was a towel as she lowered his rump on it. It melded with his fur and skin and he moaned in bliss.

Shining felt the mare pull the object over his corth, aligning it perfectly with his underbelly. He felt her pull the tabs around his thighs and secure them over his front. He looked up as the mare kissed him on the forehead and he was levitated off the table. He landed on the soft carpet on all fours. He looked around and saw that Blueblood was also on the ground alongside Fancy Pants and Fleur, but something else quite noticeable was around both their flanks.

A gold-coloured diaper made out of satin now covered both Blueblood’s flanks. Fancy Pants also wore one underneath his tailored suit, with Fleur just being fitted for her own. Shining looked over his right shoulder and saw himself in his diaper, but his was light purple instead. He began tugging at the thing with his teeth trying to tear it off, while Blueblood looked like he was going to faint.

“Shining, Blueblood, be at ease. “Fancy Pants winked at them both. “It’s all a part of the fun.”

    The mares were already nudging them to the doors, cooing and nuzzling them all of the way.

Snuggle was cuddling Shining Armour, whispering, “Oh, Shiny-Whiny, you’re just adorable.”

Blueblood was staring at Dolly blankly as she was nuzzling his mane and cooing softly. He had no idea what she was saying, as he could only make out gibberish.

    Fleur came forward with Fancy Pants in a sexy maid costume. She nudged him too with him nuzzling her flowing pink mane.

“Fancy Pants, I don’t know about this...” Shining Armour bit his lower lip slightly.

    “Yeah. I don’t care how exclusive this club is! There is no chance in Tartarus that i’m going to be caught wearing this!” Blueblood exclaimed, throwing his hooves down.

    “Please. I assure you that everypony here will be wearing diapers as well. I left this part out to assure that you could at least give this place a try before you disregarded for it’s bizarre nature.” Fancy Pants approached a sign and showed it off to the two of them. “In fact the Club’s true name is Foal Garden.”

    Shining and Blueblood were going to protest before they looked at their mares both flashing their eyelashes at them.

Despite how taken aback, he was, Shining conceded, wanting to make sure that Snuggle was happy. “Fine, I’ll go along with it. But just because i’m in a diaper doesn’t mean i’ll be acting like a foal.”

    “Of course.” Fancy Pants nodded. “You don’t have to do anything foalish if that’s what you wish.”

    He led them to through the halls of the club with their padded behinds making loud crinkling noises as they trotted. Fancy Pants paused and pointed to a giant picture frame with a white mare that looks like Fleur with long golden hair and light blue eyes. The stallion with a white coat and yellow eyes and blue mane in a gold diaper that looked like he was holding the mare’s hoof.

Fancy Pants pointed to the picture. “That is my father, Fancy Knickers and my mother, Tender Whispers. They founded this establishment to select the most well respected ponies in Equestria to form a club where valued ponies can come and enjoy reliving their foalhoods.”

“Do Celestia or Luna know of this club?” Shining asked.

“No.” Fancy Pants shook his head. “And there’s no reason for them to know.”

“I guess I can see why.” Blueblood shrugged.

Fancy Pants turned with Fleur and led them all down another corridor. “Follow me. The night is still young.”

  They continued their trot down the hall as Shining Armor peered into one room with a golden sign with the word “Dining” engraved on it. He peeked his head inside and saw a normal kitchen with a black and white tile floor. But what made his mouth drop was the grown stallions and mares wearing bibs and foal bonnets pounding plastic trays in baby blue high chairs, while their nannies spoon-fed them glop from jars of foal food.

This is both weird and insane... Shining could only ponder.These are grown stallions and mares. Nobles that the ponies of Equestria entrusted to make the right decisions for them. If the ponies of Equestria knew this is how they acted, we would have riots on our hooves. He shook his head and continued onward with the crinkling of his diaper now seemed louder than it did before.

Blueblood saw Shining’s confused expression after looking in the room and decided to do some observing of his own. He peered in a room on the left with sign overhead that read, “Bouncing” In this room he saw grown stallions and mares in oversized baby bouncers bouncing in a pink padded room, cooing and giggling like little foals while kicking their back legs wildly, causing their diapers to make distinguishably loud crinkling noises. Blueblood was aghast with the whole thing. No wonder Shining was concerned. I thought the diapers were just a fetish,  but these ponies are taking this club to another level.

They soon came upon the central room. A large gold plated sign overhead read, “Cuddle” This room was much bigger, and was nothing compared to what they had seen up to that point. It was decorated with a bright red carpet and light blue walls, with a ceiling covered by little lights glowing down on the action below.

In the center of the room, there were comfy couches with noble stallions being nuzzled by mares. Some were being cuddled and others being held in their laps while suckling on foal bottles of milk. Soarin, one of the elustriouse leaders of the Wonderbolts, was within the grasp of a pegasus mare having him suckle on a giant foal bottle while kicking his back legs. He saw famous fashion icon, Hoity Toity, in a diaper being coddled and having raspberries blown in his stomach. Blueblood gasped, seeing Filthy Rich in a diaper bouncing up and down in front of Spoiled Rich, who was kissing him on the forehead and smothering him with affection, despite the fact that everypony knew she was one of the most hated mares in the Rich Family.

    Shining was complete undertaken by the scene as he was lifted in Snuggle’s magical embrace. He was lifted to the bar where the stools were bright and incredibly soft. Behind it stood rows and rows of bottles of milk with different names. Whole; soy; two and one percent formula; mare’s milk from Manehatten, Trottingham, and Saddle Arabia; and cans of formula from all over Equestria lined the shelves.

The two princes barely had time to catch their breaths as they settled on their stools making loud crinkling noises as they tried to get comfortable. The bartender was a simple white-haired gold eyed stallion who looked like one of the royal guards. He wore a white tuxedo and a silver satin diaper and smirked when he asked, “Gentlecolts, welcome to Foal Garden. What kind of milk can I offer you this evening?”

    “What?” Shining cocked a brow.

    Fancy Pants sat down on his stool making a loud crinkling noise which made him smirk. “The usual for me; formula from Trottingham mixed with mares milk from Saddle Arabia.”

    “Excellent choice, Fancy.” He levitated an already prepared foal bottle from the shelf and placed it in Fancy Pants’s hooves. The rich banker took it up and began to suckle on it greedily like a hungry little foal.

    Fleur appeared behind her husband, stroking his mane when she looked at Blueblood and Shining, watching their eyes dart all over the place

“Just get these two some whole milk. They’re new,” Fleur said.

    The bartender bowed his head and without hesitation, he levitated two foal bottles and placed them in the princes’ mouths. Before they knew it, they were suckling their foal bottles as the mares from before came up behind them, hushing and coddling them.

Shining wanted to stop, but for some reason, with his mare rubbing him into his body, it made him rethink that notion and he decided to continue drinking the milk despite the oddness of it.  Snuggle kept kissing him on the forehead and when her lips touched his fur, he felt like they were pressing into him and it made him quiver a bit on his suddenly enhanced sensitivity. She tickled him and smothered him with her chest and he found an affection for it. He snuggled deep into his mare’s fur and felt like her touch was making everything better for him.

She then lifted him in his purple diaper as did Dolly when she lifted Blueblood. Both of them kept nuzzling their clients, making them giggle. She sat with them on one of the coaches and settled them into their laps while they started nuzzling and kissing them. They tickled their stomachs and cooed into their ears again, watching them kicking in their satin diapers. It made them crinkle even more, causing both Shining Armour and Blueblood to feel much more relaxed.

They both burped and laughed as the mares nuzzled them and started telling them how cute they were. Shining then got off the couch and began toddling around in his diaper with a stupid grin on his face. Blueblood, seeing his colleague getting all the attention, climbed out of his mare’s lap and began waddling over to Shining Armour.

“How absurd, Shining. Did you ever learn how to dance?” Prince Blueblood took his mare up and she giggled as he bowed to her and the two held each in their embrace. They began to ball-dance around the room, giggling and gurgling like foals. Shining decided to try it with his mare but he just stumbled about and his diaper didn't help much. He eventually collided with Blueblood and the two just fell onto the carpet laughing.

“So, is wearing diapers worth it?” Shining Armour looked over at Blueblood.

    “For some reason, yes. I don't remember having this much fun in years!” His smile only got wider the more he lay on the floor.

    They continued their dancing and being coddled for some time without realizing having their foal bottles slipped back into their mouths. After they drank their fill, the mares burped them like actual foals and let them resume their dancing.

When that eventually came to an end, Shining Armour and Blueblood began talking with the other fancy stallions and their mares. Shining saw Soarin’ prancing around and walked up to him. “Hey. You’re Soarin’, right?” he asked.

“Yeah. And I’m guessing you’re Shining Armour.” Soarin’ blushed a little at Shining talking to him.

“Yeah,” Shining said. “So I have to ask you. Do come here often?”

    “Yep. Guilty as charged.” He laughed. “I’ve been coming here for nearly three years now.”

    “Three years?” Shining’s eyes shot wide open.

    Soarin’ replied, “Yeah. Fancy Pants was the one who introduced me to this place. I didn’t realize he’s such a fun guy.”

    “And... you're not embarrassed about the diapers?”

    “Of course I am. I would never wear one outside of this place. But here, it doesn’t matter.” He gently slid his hoof over his own diaper.

    “Why did Fancy Pants introduce you to this place?” Shining asked.

“We made a deal not too long ago to the rights to one of the biggest Wonderbolt stadiums in cloudsdale.” Soarin pointed over to Fancy Pants.  “Later, he showed me the club and I’ve been coming ever since. You could even say that I’m addicted to this place.”

“So, you enjoy being in diapers?” He asked.

“Yes I do.” Soarin’ inwardly shrugged. “It’s not so much the diapers, but more the sense of freedom in this place. We can act, play, and get cuddled like foals without having to be judged for it.”

    Shining was going to ask more when Snuggle came up behind him and began to—as her name implied—snuggle his mane and whisper, “Hey, Shiny. Are you talking to a new friend?”

    “I guess.” His words drifted off  as he felt her nuzzle go up and down his back.

    Soarin's mare approached them. “Why don’t we all just go on the couch and snuggle for a bit. You must be so sore, especially after last night’s performance.” She picked him up and gently cuddled him.

“Soary wanna snuggle.” Soarin’ lisped gently as he was lifted off with his caretaker.

    The mares were soon settling the stallions down as some trotted off with their mares to other rooms. Before Soarin left, he looked back at Shining Armour. “I hope you come back.”

“Wait, where are you going?” Shining Armour glanced over Snuggle’s shoulders.

“I’m going to the bouncing room.” Soarin’ pointed it out. “When you get past the initiation, we can bounce together if you want.”

Soarin’ waddled away with his nanny escorting him. Shining Armour shrugged again and was settled down, slowly suckling his foal bottle with Snuggle cradling him, While Blueblood was being cradled by Dolly. The two of them suckled their foal bottles without hesitation, letting all of their thoughts dissipate one after the other.

Shining began to notice that the milk’s consistency was thicker than before. To him, it tasted much more like eggnog than milk. All the while, Fancy Pants was being babied by Fleur,  who cradled him as he whined and cried as she held a bottle over him while singing a lullaby. He turned his head and smiled to the princes. “So, did you two enjoy yourselves?”

    “Fancy Pants, I haven’t felt this good in a long time.” Shining nodded.

    “Yes. I was unnerved by the diapers at the start, but I have to admit that I had a lot more fun then I thought I would,” Blueblood added.

    “And would you two come again, if I may ask?”

    “Bluey? Don’t you want to visit me again?” Dolly whispered into his ears.

    Blueblood peered into Dolly’s eyes and buried himself into her soft fur as he heaved in her scent. He sighed and turned his head back to Fancy Pants. “Despite this being the most embarrassing thing I have ever done, I would be honored to return.”

    Dolly squealed and started kissing him from head to toe. Blueblood began to whimper and kick his back legs, shivering as her lips pecked him rapidly.

Shining chuckled and turned his head. “I can’t let Blueblood have one over me.”

    Snuggle began to once again nuzzle his neck, making him giggle and kick his rear legs.

Fancy Pants whispered something in Fleur's ear and she helped him sit on the coach opposite of the princes. The two stallions were now seated upright as well. Fleur took out a form and some bronze cards. She came up to Shining and Blueblood and hoofed them one each and the form between the two.

“Those cards are membership cards and will grant you some access to the club.” He nodded. “You will have access to basic amenities like the doodle room and the dining room. If you want more, you can always upgrade, but first you must sign the form in front of you and add the membership plan you wish to be apart of.”

    “2,000 bits a month! Just for bronze?!” Shining’s jaw dropped at the price.

    “Shining, stop being so dramatic.” Blueblood nudged his elbow. “You and Princess Cadence make three times as much a month.”

    “I know that, but that’s still a bit steep.” Shining Armour looked over at Blueblood.

    Fancy Pants smiled. “Trust me, Shining, it’s worth every bit.”

    Blueblood was already signing the form with the quill in his telekinesis as he whispered to Shining, “Come on. We’ll be in Fancy Pants’s good graces. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

    Snuggle nuzzled his mane and whispered into his ear, “I would love you to come back, Shiny.”

Shining took a deep breath as he gulped and closed his eyes. He slowly lifted the quill in his telekinesis and signed his name on the form. Cadence is going to wonder what i'm spending all this money on though…

    “Bronze membership.” Fancy Pants put the two cards into their hands and took the form. “Well, you can upgrade later if you want. I’ll collect the money at your banks tomorrow.” He folded the paper up and slipped it into his jacket. “You have my utmost appreciation and my help if you need of it.”

“Sure. Thank you for the hospitality.” Shining Armour grinned.

    Blueblood gave a more curtly nod. “Absolutely. You’ve been a good friend, Fancy Pants.”

Fancy Pants nodded towards the mares as they left the room and both waved goodbye to the princes, who lazily waved back.

Fleur stepped up to both Shining Armour and Blueblood. “I have a carriage waiting outside. How about you two stay the night at our place?”

Shining got up from the couch but almost fell over, his head incredibly heavy from the day’s events. He yawned and mumbled, “Thank you for the offer. But I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“Sweetie, you can barely stand.” Fleur chuckled at Shining Armour’s voice and movement patterns. “I can't have you two stumble around Canterlot like that.”

“As much as I hate to admit it, she’s right.” Blueblood coughed. “I can barely stand myself.”

“Alright. But let’s get these diapers off first.” Shining Armour was about to take his off when his vision became blurred and breathing heavy.

Fleur took Shining by the hoof and led him through the hall as Fancy Pants took Blueblood’s hoof and gave him support from collapsing. The two didn't even notice that their diapers were still strapped around their rumps. Eventually, they found themselves outside again and being helped into the carriage by Fleur and Fancy Pant. They settled into the middle of the coach, with Fleur and Fancy Pants climbing inside from opposite sides.

Shining and Blueblood had their eyes closed as they fell onto each other, snoring softly. Shining tossed lightly, feeling the soft padding still around his rump. However, Fleur managed to  calm him down by brushing his mane as Fancy Pants let Blueblood snuggle next to him as if he was his own colt.

“Tonight was better than I anticipated,” Fleur said as the carriage departed.

“It was indeed, darling.” Fancy leaned in close and whispered, “Though, I was scared that Shining was going to have trouble wearing diapers.”

    “You think they drank too much milk?” Fleur looked down at the two slumbering princes.

     “The more, the merrier, I say. They should sleep well tonight.” He nodded. “Tomorrow we should give them more.”

    “I could have the chef make them pancakes. Have a nice breakfast?” Fleur proposed. “What do you say?”

    “That would be splendid.” Fancy agreed. “It’s been too long since we had company.”

    The carriage came to a halt as Fleur and Fancy Pants took the tired princes and whisked them away with their magic. The stallions managing the carriage snickered, seeing the princes being carried away like foals.

    They were soon placed in a guest room and had a blanket draped over them as they snuggled deep into their sheets. Fleur kissed them on the foreheads and placed pacifiers into both of the princes’ mouths. Fancy Pants stood outside in the hall, watching Fleur mother the two of them. She left the room, quietly shutting off the lights behind her.

“That was cute,” said Fancy, “but I don’t think they’ll like waking with pacifiers in their mouths.”

    “Of course they won’t.” Fleur looked him in the eyes. “It’ll grow on them. Trust me.” She then went close to Fancy Pants’s ear and whispered, “How about I tuck you in as well?”

    Fancy Pants suddenly went from calm and collected to cheerful with a goofy smile. He cuddled Fleur’s mane and began lisping like a colt just learning to talk, “Yeah, nana I wan ya to tuck me in.”

    She came to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. “Alright, dear but you need to brush your teeth and have a bath, first. Then i’ll tuck you in.”

He giggled and as bounced off like an excited foal hoping to please his nanny. All the while, his wife watched him as she walked right behind him with a smug grin creeping its’ way onto her face.