The crowd was definitely bigger this night, this was certain for Berry, Probably because of our new DJ, she thought to herself, News sure move fast amount the diaper-wearing community, it always reminds me of my second night in this place. The bartender couldn't help but reminisce about that night… what would end up being the first of many...

“I won't do it for another night! This is too weird!” she said as she pulled at her thick diaper, Pacific claimed they are extra thin but she wasn't buying it. “I’m only doing it tonight because I have nothing else lined up right now and I need the money!”

Pacific frowned, “But you're the best bartender I’ve ever had here! I already got my hooves full being the host and the DJ, I can't take on bar duties as well! Please think it over during the night?” Begging for help wasn't something she was willing to admit to having a lot of experience in, but she did and to be fair it was effective.

Berry looked over her shoulder for a moment before facing back towards Pacific and exhaling loudly in frustration. “Fine. I’ll consider staying for longer, but no promises. Besides I'm pretty sure the customers here don't like to be served by someone that clearly isn't into this!”

“They were pretty happy with your work from what I heard,” Pacific said while rubbing her chin. “Clearly having a professional bartender serving drinks instead of having poor old me running around trying to do all 3 jobs was a massive improvement.”

“I bet they were just saying it to be polite,” Berry commented while she kept trying to adjust her diaper in a way that won't be so snug. “I bet you my wage that there will be less tonight cause they don't like me, a pony that doesn't like this diaper thing, in their club, bringing down the mood!”.

“How about we make it into a bet? if there a fewer ponies today I'll give you three times the wage, but if there are more you will stay here for an extra week?” Pacific said with a smile, “that way you won’t be risking your paycheck, I mean you just said you are strapped for cash, this way you’ll either get 3 days worth at once or a steady job for a week!” she got her now, plus doing the tax report for unpaid labour was legally complex, to say the least, so Pacific was pretty sure her offer was a win-win situation for everypony.

Berry tapped her chin as she thought over the suggestion. I mean they definitely don’t enjoy me here, and it’s a good point that I need the bits, getting them, either way, is a much lower risk “It’s on, but how about we make it 10 times the wage if less show up, But, as we are raising the stakes, if more show up tonight, I'll stay here for a whole moon, that's 28 nights”. I mean no way more ponies gonna come today, even if she was an improvement, words don’t spread that fast, right?

“It’s a deal!” Pacific said with glee as she shook Berry's hoof, “Now get behind the bar, it's Showtime!”

I was really wrong that night was I? Oh well, at least I got a cushy job right now and a cushy plot! Berry's started to giggle from her own joke when a tap on the bar snapped her back to the pub. “What can I do for you Vinyl?”

“Give me some beer, no scratch that, I need something stronger to get through the night, what’s your hardest drink here?”

“I mean we got Sinking Celestia Liqueur, but that like 80% strength, no pony can handle that drink clean, how about we stick to beer?”

“One full bottle of Sinking Celestia please, or I won’t do my show.” Vinyl’s tone was harsh, she wasn’t playing around. Berry knew better than getting into a fight, but she also wasn’t gonna risk sending the new DJ into an alcohol-induced coma. She leaned under the counter and brought up a real foal bottle, not the adult-sized ones they use for beer, after all, Vinyl asked for a bottleful, but she didn’t say what size bottle to use.

“You’re kidding me, right? What the hay? This bottle is so tiny.” The DJ complained as she was given her drink, but the bartender wasn’t having any of this. “You wanted a bottle of Sinking Celestia, you got one, to be fair this is way too much as is, and you better enjoy it cause I ain’t getting you any more booze tonight.”

“You can’t do that, I’ll tell Pacific! Wait till she hears about this!” Vinyl was hardly containing her rage, she was looking like she was gonna smash the foal bottle into Berry’s face until Pacific stepped in and placed her hoof on the DJ’s back. “Tell me what?”

Vinyl snapped her head towards her concerned boss “Berry here only willing to give me one drink tonight and it’s in this tiny bottle!” she waved the foal bottle as she spoke, Pacific kept her eyes glued to it before replying as calmly as possible “I thought you weren’t meant to have drinks tonight.” Vinyl froze on her spot and blushed as Berry leaned over and snatched the bottle out of Vinyls magic hold.

“Thanks for reminding me boss, don’t want to be the naughty filly who broke Vinyl’s mommy orders,” Berry said in the most patronising voice she could muster, stopping only from pinching the Unicorn cheeks. “No more booze for widdle DJ I guess, but you can have a BIG bottle of milky.” soon enough an adult size foal bottle full of milk was placed on the bar and pushed towards Vinyl. The white unicorn eyed the bottle with barely contained rage then was gonna protest, but a stern glare from Pacific shut her down before she could speak, so she just took the bottle while grumbling under her breath and went to her station.

“I mean you just read the letter from, what was her name, Octavia?, I mean you are so lucky I don’t do spanks here.” Pacific teased Berry. “What got into you? You normally are more responsible than this.”

“I know, I kinda forgot, was remembering how I got to be steady here,” Berry said with a giggle, Pacific also had a hard time to hide her giggles as she remembered that night. “It was a good example of how responsible you are, losing a bet and sticking to it, it’s why I was so happy to have you behind the bar.”

“I can’t believe how busy it was…” Berry just laid there on the sofa after the club closed, wetting herself, it was pointless to fight it now, the club had at least twice as many ponies as the night before, she would be wearing these dreadful diapers for the next moon!

“And tonight it’s normally pretty chill, told you having you around was a great idea!” Pacific was doing her best not to start dancing, she was actually making a profit tonight, for the first time since the club opened, and she had the reason for it working for her for at least another moon!

Berry sighed, “You won, I’ll stay here for another moon, a bet is a bet.” She was thinking about a way out but was stopped short by Pacific giving her a bag of bits, Berry noticed the bag was bit bigger than the night before, she quickly counted the money and noticed she seem to have gotten a raise! “What’s this? I thought I’m getting the normal wage!”

Pacific giggled and kissed Berry’s forehead “It is, and your half of the profits! We finally made a profit! I can keep this place open! YAY! It’s all thanks to you!”. Barry took a step back “My share of the profits?”.

“Yes silly, you did half the work, you get half the profits, seems only fair no?” Pacific at that point did start to dance around, her big crinkly plot waving around. Berry took another look at the bag and at her new boss. Yes, that is fair, more fair than any other boss she had before, maybe going regular here won’t be so bad.

Berry was once again brought back into the club by a tap on the bar. “Excuse me, can I… if you don't mind… have a beer please?” the pony mumbled quietly, Berry had a good look at him, he definitely was a new visitor, a Blue Pegasus stallion with a dark blue mane and tail, red Bandana around his neck and white marks on his muzzle and legs. His cutie mark of two paint buckets spilling their paint was hardly covered by the paper-thin pull-ups he was wearing. He was new alright, Berry already knew all the regulars here and he wasn't one of them.

“What you wanted dearie?” Berry asked as she pulled out an empty foal bottle and got ready to fill it up with the drink of their choice. “Couldn't quite hear you over the music.”

“A beer please,” he whispered, his green eyes locked on the floor, he was clearly quite embarrassed to be here, more reasons for it being his first time.

While most ponies would find it hard to hear whispers with loud music around them, a lot of the clientele here were very shy due to the nature of the club, so hearing whispers over loud music was something she had lot of practice with it. She quickly filling up the bottle with their finest ale and slapped the nipple on top she hoofed the bottle to him over the counter “That will be two bits please, what's your name honey? Seems to me it's your first night.”

The new pony laid the coins on the table as he grabbed the bottle. “It is Mix-up, I normally will find an excuse not to come but I heard there's a new DJ so I kinda had to.” He said as he left the bar.

Yap, he was a newbie, vinyl already bringing in new folks. Berry thought to herself as she watched him walk away towards the DJ booth. We gonna have to find a way to keep her. Berry kept looking at him for a short while, as it's always useful to know the new faces. As the blue stallion came near the DJ booth Vinyl looked up from her turntable and eyed his bottle, she then started talking to Mix-up, who was slowly backing away, clearly not comfortable with the situation. Berry couldn't make up the words, but the body Langauge told her what she needed to know, as Vinyl started pleading then got aggressive, Berry was already jumping over her bar and galloping towards the wayward worker. She had to deal with drunkards that were denied drinks before and knew the signs. Soon enough Vinyl was lounging at the stallion, only to be stopped by Berry slamming into her and pinning her down, the new stallion fall flat on his plot and within seconds from shock to the situation that was developing around him and heavily wetting himself, his thin pull-ups were not up to the task as he started leaking all over the floor. Lucky for him Pacific also saw the situation develop and came quickly to set things rights. “There there, it will all be alright, let’s just get you changed into nice dry nappies ok?” she comforted the stallion, just a glance at Berry was enough for the bartender to know what to do next.

“What the Hay?!” Berry worked with grumpy DJ’s before, she and Pacific even had so many issues before they set up protocols to deal with it, but never did it happen on a second night, or when the DJ was sober! “Explain yourself this intense or I’m telling Octavia what you just did, IN PERSON!”

Vinyl blushed bright red, her ears folded back and her rear legs crossed themselves, “I just really need my Beer! Or Cider! Please don’t make me go through this sober!”

“What scares you Vinyl? You can talk to me and Pacific, but NEVER misbehave around customers! You got that?” Berry held down Vinyl with all her might, a mare does get pretty strong when dealing with drunk ponies every night, plus being an earth pony was a big advantage over a unicorn when it comes to strength.

Vinyl nodded, something about the situation just made her feel like a naughty little filly, she wasn’t sure if it was the misbehaving, Berry pinning her down or that stern voice, but she felt really… small… in that moment, and she wasn’t sure she was hating it either.

“You promise to behave for the rest of the evening missy?” Berry asked in her most dominating voice, she could see that Vinyl was getting into the submissive mindset, which is exactly where she wanted her, not only because it made ponies easier to deal with, but also made them more open to the idea of wearing and using diapers, which meant they would put up less of a fuss later.

“Yes, Berry” Vinyl replied in her best good filly voice, she wasn’t sure what she was doing, but all she knew is that she had some conflicting feelings about the situation and she really needed some time to figure out what they were, plus she was feeling like she gonna be a bit wet soon, and not from peeing her diaper, and that was something she was definitely not interested in dealing with at that moment.

Berry released Vinyl and pushed her back into the DJ playpen, “Behave yourself tonight and don’t think you’re off the hook, Me and Pacific will have a talk to you when the club closes, got that?” the white unicorn nodded submissively as she went back into her records. Berry started to walk back to her station while keeping an eye on the DJ. Oh, we are definitely having a talk with you tonight.

Author's Note

Sorry it took so long, life got in the way, then no motivation, but it's finally out, hope you like